The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Mi Ai was choking, her voice was tinged with tears, she covered An Hao's hand, and said in a low voice, "Lie down quickly, I'll take you to hide."

Qiao Anhao's waking up calmed Mi Ai's heart a lot, and the panic dissipated a lot. She wanted to push Qiao Anhao back to the bed, and then took her and Xun Jian to hide together.

She promised Professor Lu to take good care of Xun Jian and An Hao.

Anhao shook her head. Although she didn't know what the situation was, from Mi Ai's few words, Anhao still knew how dangerous the situation was.

Anhao stretched out her hand and patted Mi Ai's shoulder, then sat up from the bed and stepped on the ground with her feet, which had already been bandaged and wrapped in a thick layer of bandages.

"An Hao, what are you doing?" Mi Ai thought that An Hao was going to leave, so scared that Mi Ai immediately reached out to grab her, "It's very dangerous outside now, they still carry that bazooka, Xun Jian was injured because of this."

"Well, don't go, I'm afraid."

Mi Ai felt wronged and pulled Qiao Anhao's finger. She was really scared. It was so dangerous outside, and Qiao Anhao had suffered so many injuries. Wouldn't going out mean death?
She didn't want Qiao An to take risks, even if it would cost the two bodyguards.

Mi Ai knows that she is very selfish, but she also wants Qiao An to be well, and she also wants Xun Jian to be well, but things are so terrible, going out means death.

She is not that great, and now she even regrets why she didn't learn some taekwondo and Sanda, and she won't be able to run away desperately and be unable to resist like now.

Anhao looked at Mi Ai, who was full of tears and looked forward to her, and she felt sore in her heart. She wanted to go out, but she had to arrange Mi Ai and Xun Jian well.

"Okay, take us to hide!" Anhao helped Mi Ai push the bed together, and she didn't want Mi Ai to worry.

His eyes fell on Xun Jian who was already in a coma, and An Hao also knew that if they didn't hide the two of them well, they would only die if they were caught.

The two pushed the bed together, and when they reached another stairwell, they had to put Xun Jian into a wheelchair and push him, although this might cause discomfort to his wound.

But now I can't take care of these, the most important thing is to survive.

Mi Ai took Qiao Anhao around, almost reaching the first floor, and it was getting colder and colder. The cold air made Anhao couldn't help shivering.

There was a gunshot from upstairs, and Anhao was so frightened that she almost cried out. Luckily, Anhao covered her mouth with her hand, and shook her head gently.

Mi Ai's face turned pale, but her whole body was covered in cold sweat. She took Qiao Anhao to a room and stopped. The cold air in the room came out from the crack of the door, making everyone shiver.

Qiao Anhao looked at the words written on the door plate, frowned, and said in a low voice, "The morgue?"

"Hmm. It should be safer here than outside, and they probably wouldn't expect us to hide here." Mi Ai really wanted to give Qiao An a reassuring smile, but she was trembling all over.

The white coat on her body has a white face covered with blood, and her face is also numb.

Anhao stretched out her arms to hug Mi Ai, and pushed open the door, "Let's go in first." There are many taboos in the usual place, but now I don't care about those.