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

Mi Ai helped Qiao Anhao to bandage and was about to leave immediately with Qiao Anhao on her back. The dim lights in the corridor were flickering, and the glass and doors of every room were spattered with blood.

Mi Ai wanted to hide Qiao Anhao here, but she was afraid of being found.

But as soon as she stepped out of the door, she heard footsteps approaching. She looked around and found that there was no place to hide here.

Carrying Qiao Anhao back to the room, there was only a small cabinet in the room full of medicines, she stuffed Qiao Anhao into the cabinet without thinking, while she hid behind the door, pinching the medicine in her hand. The knife taken from Qiao Anhao.

She held her breath and clenched the knife tightly, ready to give the opponent a fatal blow at any time.

The door was gently pushed open. Against the backdrop of the night, Mi Ai was worthy to see that the other party was a tall man. She raised the knife and stabbed at the man without the slightest hesitation.

But the man was even faster, turned over and stretched out his hand to pinch her hand, and the next moment a dagger with a cold light fell on her neck.

At that moment, Mi Ai felt panic and a sense of relief, so she closed her eyes.

It would be good if she died so that the other party could not find Qiao Anhao's existence, at least she would be safe.

However, the man withdrew his hand in a strange way, and Mi Ai opened his eyes, but saw that the target was silver-haired, and cried out in surprise, "Wen Shiyi!"

Wen Shiyi hummed, retracted the dagger, frowned, looked at Mi Ai and asked, "How are you?"

Only then did Mi Ai heave a sigh of relief, and she sniffed, turning from fear to surprise.

"I hid Anhao in the cabinet. I thought it was those people who came." Mi Ai said in a low voice, as if she still had lingering fears, afraid that her voice would alarm those people.

Mi Ai was secretly delighted. As for why Wen Shiyi was still alive, she didn't bother to ask. Instead, she carried An Hao out of the closet and carried her on her back, then turned her head and asked, "How should we go now."

"Are we going to find Professor Lu?" Mi Ai pursed her lips. Now that Anhao is in a coma, she just wants to take people out of here safely, and Xun Jian, will he be hidden in that place by her? Danger?

Wen Shiyi brushed the blade with his finger, raised his eyes lightly and said, "You take Anhao to the rooftop, and I will deal with those people."

Mi Ai hummed, stretched out her hand to grab Wen Shiyi's clothes, looked at Wen Shiyi imploringly, and begged, "I hid Xun Jian in the corner on the first floor. Please, help me save him, please?"

She can't take care of two people by herself, and that place can't hide the three of them, so Mi Ai ran out with Anhao.

"Yeah." Wen Shiyi didn't say anything, but just stuffed a gun into Mi Ai's hand, "Be careful, remember to block the door."

Mi Ai looked at Wen Shiyi gratefully. After getting Wen Shiyi's affirmative answer, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she still told him, "Be careful."

Wen Shiyi didn't answer, but said, "I'll take you up."

Wen Shiyi did not know where the dagger was received. He walked in front, not as timidly as Mi Ai was carrying Anhao on his back, and he was very calm, as if he was not afraid of anyone appearing here.

After sending Mi Ai up the stairs, Wen Shiyi came down. Only then did he see that the dagger in his hand was dripping with blood. Obviously, he had tried his best to fight a battle before.