Yang Mufan was hit hard by Mu Wanqing, and without any mental preparation, his tall body lost its center of gravity, staggered back a few steps, stumbled awkwardly, and finally fell to the ground.
Like the pedestrians around him, he was completely stunned and just stared blankly at the woman lying in a pool of blood.
However, the three brothers from the Tian family who were following him were stunned for a moment. The moment they regained consciousness, their sharp and cold eyes immediately shot towards the shopping mall with caution.
They were divided into two groups with a tacit understanding: Tianlang and Tianhu, with blood-red eyes, ran towards the mall as fast as possible; Tianbao rushed forward and shouted: "Second brother, let's get in the car.
Leave immediately."
The moment Admiration Mortal's soul returned to his body, he pushed away Tianbao who was trying to help him up, got into the black car beside him, rushed towards Mu Wanqing like crazy, and then threw her body covered in blood
Holding her in her arms, shaking her vigorously, she shouted in horror: "Wanqing, wake up, don't scare me, wake up, Mu Wanqing, I won't allow you to die, wake up, Mu Wanqing, you
Do you hear what I'm saying..."
However, no matter how he shook or shouted, the woman in his arms still didn't respond at all. She lay motionless in his arms, as if... she had stopped breathing.
He reached out tremblingly and pushed aside the black hair covering her face, wanting to see if she was Mu Wanqing.
Just now, things happened so suddenly that he didn't have time to see her face clearly.
He just heard her calling his name.
The moment she lifted her hair, Yang Mufan clearly saw: After not seeing each other for a few days, she had become even thinner. Her small face, no bigger than the size of a palm, was so pale that there was no trace of blood. She was paler than paper, and even her lips were pale.
Not a trace of blood was visible.
Whether it was too much pain or some other reason, her face was covered with sweat.
Tianbao, who was standing aside, couldn't help but become anxious when he saw that Yang Mufan was just holding Mu Wanqing and not intending to get in the car.
He desperately urged from the side: "Second brother, it's too dangerous here. Let's get in the car first. Send Mu Wanqing to the hospital first, okay?!"
While shouting, he looked around vigilantly, paying attention to all the disturbances.
Hearing Tianbao's cry, Yang Mufan reacted, picked up Mu Wanqing, and ran towards the black car parked not far away.
However, the moment he picked her up, Yang Mufan realized that Mu Wanqing, who was more than six months and almost seven months pregnant, was actually lighter and thinner than an ordinary petite woman.
But she was as light as a feather, and a slight gust of wind seemed to blow her away without a trace.
Doesn’t it mean that when a woman is pregnant, her weight will increase dramatically?
Why……
Yang Mufan felt that his chest was being stabbed hard by densely packed needles one after another, causing pain.
Blood flowed all the way.
On the way to the hospital, Yang Mufan held Mu Wanqing in his arms and sat in the trunk with an expressionless face. He held her in one hand and a towel in the other, pressing hard on the wound on her chest where blood was pouring out, and stared blankly.
He stared at the bright red blood slowly flowing down her slender thighs, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
He admires Fan and fights and kills all the way. What kind of bloody storm has he not seen or experienced?! It can be said that he has killed countless people, too many to count, and the blood on his hands has been exhausted.
