The bright red blood stretched from the pile of rag-like evening gowns to the bathroom door, where it was blocked by the glass door.
Xiao Chen's black eyes widened in horror, and the sound of fear and pain seemed to come from his ears again——
"...I feel uncomfortable in my stomach..."
However, at that time, he thought she was telling lies...
Suddenly, he jumped up from the bed and rushed towards the bathroom. The bathroom door was locked, and through the frosted glass, a black shadow could be vaguely seen lying on the ground, huddled together.
"Open the door, Xiaoxiao... open the door! Lin Xiaoxiao!! Lin Xiaoxiao! Open the door!!!"
His knocking on the door became louder and louder, and his shouts became more and more urgent, but there was still no response from inside, and there was only the sound of water flowing in a stable.
Xiao Chen banged hard twice, but the door did not open. He took two steps back, rushed forward, and slammed his shoulder against the bathroom door. With a bang, the bathroom door opened in response.
The moment he opened the door, he saw a thin figure curled up under the rushing water. The bright red blood flowed everywhere with the water, but the small figure in the blood was motionless at this time...
What kind of scene is this?!
Xiao Chen's mind went blank. All of this exceeded his expectations. In other words, he never thought that such a scene would happen...
"Well..." A low moan woke Xiao Chen up from his daze, and bursts of murmuring sounds vibrated his eardrums, burning his heart like kerosene -
"Save...the child..."
"Lin... Xiaoxiao..." Finally, he hurriedly walked up to her, picked her up, pulled off the bath towel hanging by the door, wrapped her up, and ran downstairs in large strides, running at the same time
, while shouting with a trembling voice——
"Uncle Zhong...Xiao Wang...car...car...prepare the car immediately!"
Such a sound was undoubtedly like thunder in the Xiao house late at night. Not only did it wake up the servants who were sleeping lightly, but also Mrs. Xiao, who usually slept well. She had never heard such a voice from her grandson, and she immediately put on her pajamas.
Rushing out of the room: "Chen'er, what's going on..."
The sound suddenly stopped because she saw blood stains on the corridor extending from the master bedroom to the stairs.
Shouldn't that be... little her...
Just when she thought of this, Mrs. Xiao's eyesight went dark, she stroked her forehead and cut it to the side.