Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

When the car finally arrived at the door of Mo's house, she was too trembling to walk. Father Yang snatched the little girl from her arms, and Xin Xiaotian had already run to the door of Mo's house.

"Mo Ziqi! Mo Ziqi! Save Miao Miao!" The door of Mo's house was closed!The house is brightly lit!Xin Xiaotian banged on the door vigorously.

"Crack!" The brightly lit villa, but when he yelled, all the lights went out, and the whole villa was darkened!

Xin Xiaotian was dumbfounded, and then beat the door even harder: "Mo Ziqi! Mo Ziqi, save Miaomiao!"

The pitch-black villa was silent, and the night wind was majestic, covering up Xin Xiaotian's cries for help in a moment.

It was too cold at night like this, Xin Xiaotian's hand was numb from beating, but the door was not opened, and Yang Rong got out of the car tremblingly.

Beat the door with Xin Xiaotian.

They were calling for help at the top of their lungs, but the villa, which was still bright just now, didn't respond at all, but everyone knew that there was someone inside!someone!

But - Mo Ziqi couldn't come out, turned off the lights!

what does this mean?

Both Xin Xiaotian and Yang Rong knew it!

Yang Rong remembered what price Mo Ziqi had to pay to save her daughter, but... Even so, she could only beg selfishly: "Ziqi, please open the door."

Xin Miaomiao has lost all consciousness, and she doesn't even know how to cry out in pain. She lays softly in Father Yang's arms. If her chest is not still slowly rising and falling, Father Yang would feel that she is already dead like this. up.

"Ziqi, Ziqi, Auntie please, come out and see Miao Miao, okay?" Yang Rong was still pleading.

Father Yang looked at Xin Miaomiao who had lost consciousness in his arms again. The little girl closed her eyes tightly, with sweat pouring out from her forehead, her face was blue-purple, her teeth were biting her lower lip, it turned black blue.

"A Rong, I'm afraid Miao Miao is going to die, send her to the hospital!" Father Yang couldn't believe that his granddaughter, who was bouncing around during the day, would turn into a critical illness, but he still didn't understand why the couple would rather beg in front of other people's gates. , and do not want to go to the hospital.

When Yang Rong heard Father Yang's words, she rushed over from the door. Seeing Xin Miaomiao's appearance, she covered her mouth and her face was wet with tears.

Her whole body was weak, and she couldn't support her body and fell down. Even Father Yang was dragged down by her.

"Miao Miao? Miao Miao?" Yang Rong's voice trembled as she hugged her daughter tremblingly.

She was sitting in a cold place, and the temperature from the cold ground was so cold that her limbs lost all warmth.

"Mother……"

The little girl with tightly closed big eyes seemed to feel her desperate panic, slowly opened her eyes, and looked over with great effort.

"Mom, don't cry, don't cry...Miao Miao will be fine." She was comforting, but every time she uttered a word, a blood bubble would appear at the corner of her mouth...it made her cute little face hideous.

"Miao Miao..." Yang Rong covered her face and screamed, going crazy.

"Mom, don't cry, ask Qiqi, don't ask..." The voice became weaker and weaker until the eyes were closed.

The little girl lost consciousness again, her face was covered with bright red blood, trembling and convulsing as if she had epilepsy...

Yang Rong completely collapsed, her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't restrain herself from crying at all. She sat up in a hurry, with her knees on the ground, crawled to the door on her knees, and kowtowed to the door.

"Ziqi, Ziqi, auntie please, please, don't do this, don't do this."

"Can you save her this time, just this time! I beg you, Auntie can give you this life, please!"

"Ziqi, Ziqi, can you come out, just this time, just this time, Ziqi, please, please!"