Chapter 2272: 2327 Unexpected Guest 7 (1/2)
Chapter 2272 2327 Unexpectedly Follow Me 7
Mr. Yin Rong went to the bathroom to wash his hands and came back, smiling and reminding his wife: ”Go and prepare soup for him to take away. He didn't see Shan's face like an arrow. Maybe he wanted to have dinner for two.”
Mrs. Yin suddenly realized that she patted her forehead and said with a smile: ”Looking at my brain, I can't respond. Come on, sit and wait for a while. I'll get you a food box and pack the soup for you to take back. ”
Lonely Shan nodded, waited a while, and left with a food box.
When I got home, I found Tuantuan curled up on the log floor as soon as I entered the door. I was probably asleep. I kicked it without moving both feet. Small things, Lonely Shan carried it by the back of the neck and placed it on the sofa, and then kept it warm. The box is placed in the kitchen.
The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and it was a short message reminder of a few missed calls. Wu Yi called him four consecutive calls.
Lonely Shan called back, pulled off his scarf and hung it on the hanger, pressed the hands-free button and dropped the phone on the table, then continued to take off his coat. The weather at the end of October was getting colder and colder, and he wanted to find the down jacket. wear.
”Master, you finally answered the phone, Sheng Qing is now on her way to the hospital, her life is dying.”
Lonely Shan suddenly heard the words dying, took off his coat and breathed, ”What did you say?”
”On our way to the hospital, Sheng Qing was stabbed in the heart by her stepmother with a knife. The bleeding was unstoppable. She just wanted to talk to you, but your phone could not be reached. Now the person has passed out and we are going recently. The city’s third hospital, but the traffic on the road is heavily blocked,” Wu Yi tried to introduce the situation in simple and concise language.
He looked out of the car through the car window. Nan Chonglou kept honking the horn to no avail. It was the rush hour of off-get off work. The car was stuck in the middle and couldn't move forward or back. Nan Chonglou was going crazy, and he was also anxious.
He pressed Sheng Qing's chest, his hands were covered with her blood, and if he blocked it again, he might delay the best rescue time.