Huo Shaoting stood above him and remained motionless.
The light was obviously yellow, but his face was white.
It's the kind of white that can't even be illuminated by light.
He said in an understatement: "Let's go."
He no longer even looked at her as he came down the high steps.
When he walked to her side, Qiqi said: "Whatever else you need from me, as long as you give me the child, if my sister needs a blood transfusion, or if I'm needed later, I can do it."
She didn't want to conflict with them, she just wanted to take the child away.
Huo Shaoting turned his face and looked at her: "You don't need to do anything. I said you just need to be your Mrs. Huo."
After he said this, he averted his eyes and moved forward to leave.
Qiqi grabbed him with her backhand. Her thin body was stooped, and her voice was pleading: "I beg you, can you--"
Before Qi Qi finished speaking, Huo Shaoting's whole body collapsed like a mountain and fell towards the ground.
The moment he fell, a voice sounded earlier than Qiqi's reaction: "Mr. Huo!"
After Ding Yalan heard the noise, he opened the door and rushed out of the car.
Qiqi seemed to have turned to stone, her pupils stiff as she looked at the man who fell on the ground.
After Ding Yalan, who was holding her child, reached the man who fell on the ground, she squatted down and shook the man on the ground: "Mr. Huo! Mr. Huo! What's wrong with you?!"
Ding Yalan quickly pulled off his black coat, and the clothes were covered with blood.
Ding Yalan raised her hand. She looked down and even her coat was soaked with water.
Ding Yalan's lips trembled: "Oh my God."
This is how much blood was shed.
Ding Yalan looked back behind him: "Old Bridge! Get off quickly! Get off the bus quickly!"
The driver turned off the car and rushed out of the car.
The tall man, who was 1.86 meters tall, fell to the ground, his face cold and pale, and he was unconscious.
Ding Yalan and the driver hurriedly helped the person up from the ground.
But it was too heavy, too heavy to lift, and Ding Yalan was holding a child in his arms.
Qiqi immediately turned around and rushed out of the yard.
Ding Yalan thought someone was about to take the opportunity to run away, and shouted sideways: "Where are you going! Come back! Come back quickly!"
It's snowing heavily, but the night is particularly heavy.
Qiqi ran to familiar people's houses, knocked on their doors, and shouted: "Uncle! Come and help me."
After Qiqi knocked on one house, she ran to knock on another one.
After about five or six minutes, Ding Yalan saw the man who had run away, and actually brought two or three middle-aged men over.
She also breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that he didn't run away, but went to call someone.
Qiqi was bringing those people over, and she cried and said, "Uncle, please help us lift up the people underground."
When they saw a person lying on the ground, they thought it was going to kill someone. They wanted to ask Qiqi what was going on, but they didn't ask. They all rushed over and lifted the person up from the ground together.
Ding Yalan knew that his wound was still bleeding. It would not work if he continued like this and he would not be able to return to Jinghai City in time.
He said to the driver: "Take him to the hospital in the county first!"
After the driver understood it, he quickly said: "Okay, I know."
They hurriedly carried people into the car, but Qiqi stood at the door of the car and did not move, as if she did not intend to follow.
Ding Yalan rushed down with the child in his arms and grabbed her: "Get in the car! We can find you now, and you can find you wherever you go later! Now the child has to go to a heated place! Don't wait any longer!"
Qiqi was pulled by Ding Yalan, swayed twice, and then entered the car.
After that, everyone got in the car, and the car drove quickly forward in the dark night.
The child stopped crying, as if he was frozen.
Ding Yalan has been patting the child.
Qiqi looked at the child in Ding Yalan's arms, her eyes blank, obviously frightened by the situation.
Ding Yalan had to take care of the fainted person at one time and the child in his arms at the other.
She gasped and said, "The child will be fine. It's probably too cold and he doesn't want to move."
Even while sitting in the car, Ding Yalan's words still came out with a stream of white air.
But at this moment, Qiqi suddenly realized that she did not have any ability for this child, and she could not feed him.
Can't afford to give him anything.
What's the point of her leaving with him?
Taking her to the cold?
Or take her to spend this cold winter in that shabby house?
She couldn't even protect herself, what could she give him?
At that moment, tears fell quickly from the corners of her eyes.
I already have the answer in my heart.
Ding Yalan didn't know what she was thinking as she sat there, he just thought she was worried about her child.
So Ding Yalan didn't have time to worry about him. He just took out his mobile phone and made a quick call to the hospital in the county-level city.
Their car arrived at three o'clock in the morning. Doctors and nurses all rushed out, and the unconscious Huo Shaoting was carried out of the car.
Ding Yalan held the child and wanted to get out of the car, but when she saw that the people in the car did not move, she reached out and grabbed her hand: "Follow us."
Ding Yalan didn't dare to leave her alone now. If she ran away again, she couldn't bear the responsibility.
When Qiqi was grabbed by Ding Yalan, Qiqi did not resist, let her hold her, and then followed her out of the car.
After getting out of the car, a bunch of people ran towards the hospital.
Huo Shaoting was rushed to the operating room to suture the wound, while Ding Yalan pulled Qiqi. She was afraid that something would happen to her child, so she took her child to the pediatrician.
After arriving at the pediatric department, she said to the pediatrician: "Look, why the child is not moving and no longer noisy."
The doctor on duty got up from the chair and immediately took the child over.
The doctor carefully checked the child's temperature and shouted: "Oh, it's freezing! It's freezing! How long have you been outside?"
The doctor's words were filled with blame.
Ding Yalan closed her lips tightly, and after a while, she said anxiously: "Is there something wrong with the child? Can you check it carefully for me?"
The doctor asked the nurse to bring a thermometer, and then conducted a series of examinations on the child.
Fortunately, the child was just too hungry to make a fuss, and the weather outside was too cold, so the child didn't want to move, so he slept all the time without crying.
The doctor said: "Let's give you something to eat first. Does mom have any milk?"
Qiqi fed frequently, but she didn't have much milk, so the baby was hungry.
She shook her head.
The doctor sent the nurse to get the milk powder.
When the nurse came over with the soaked milk powder, the doctor handed the milk powder to the child's mouth.
The child didn't drink at first, but after a while he started drinking again after looking for the taste. After that, he drank more and more urgently.
After finishing a bottle of milk, finally at that moment, a loud cry came out.
Tell everyone that he is alive.
