"Mr. Xiao, Mrs. Xiao, please have some confidence in us, okay."
At this time, the policeman who helped Mo Yurou dismantle the bomb couldn't help but complain. They hadn't given up yet. Why did these two people say such depressing words? Did they not trust their professionalism so much?
Being complained about by professionals, Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou looked at each other and smiled.
Obviously they were on the verge of life and death, and they should have been tense and solemn, but at this time they were extremely relaxed, as if life and death were no longer important to them, the important thing was that they were always together.
At this moment, the two bomb disposal experts seemed to be in trouble. They both stopped what they were doing, looked at each other, and looked at Xiao Zichen.
"What's wrong?"
Xiao Zichen also noticed that something was not right in the atmosphere, and became nervous again, with his heart in his throat.
"These two bombs are submunitions. I didn't expect this guy to be able to get such a complicated time bomb. Now we have encountered some problems."
"Okay, stop playing riddles and tell me quickly, what's going on?"
Xiao Zichen didn't have time to listen to them popularizing the principles of bombs. Although he said he didn't care about life or death, who would give up if he had a chance to live.
"Mr. Xiao, now we need to make a choice. We must first defuse one of the bombs, and there is no technical difficulty. But with the remaining one, we only have a one-fifth chance of success."
Hearing this, Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou almost said in unison.
"Save the child first."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou hugged each other almost at the same time.
"Husband, you take Luoluo out in a moment. Luoluo is very weak now and must be sent to the hospital immediately. I will be here later."
Mo Yurou chose to sacrifice herself and didn't even want Xiao Zichen to be by her side.
After Xiao Zichen heard Mo Yurou's words, he did not respond, but shouted loudly to Liu Mingyu in the distance.
"Mingyu, come here, take Luo Luo out and send him to the hospital immediately. Remember, if anything happens to Yurou and I, Si Nian and Luo Luo will be left to you and Jiang Yucheng from now on."
Xiao Zichen looked like he was explaining what happened after his death. After hearing this, Mo Yurou burst into tears. It turned out that this is how it feels to have someone who is willing to accompany you to death.
Liu Mingyu was stunned for a moment after hearing this. When he reacted, the bomb disposal expert had already placed the sleeping Luo Luo in his arms. Just as Liu Mingyu was about to speak, Xiao Zichen interrupted him.
"Mingyu, you must take good care of Luoluo. Don't let me down. Leave quickly. Luoluo must be sent to the hospital immediately."
In the depth of winter in December, Luo Luo had been in a damp and cold place for a long time. In addition, she had been in a drowsy state, obviously because she had been given medicine.
For such a young child, a sleeping pill might kill her. Xiao Zichen didn't want to see Luo Luo make any mistakes.
Liu Mingyu was still hesitant. At this time, Jiang Yucheng came over, pulled Liu Mingyu and ran outside. While running, he said to Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou behind him.
"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Mo, you must come out safely. Luoluo and Sinian cannot live without you."
After saying that, Jiang Yucheng and Liu Mingyu ran out of the warehouse.
The warehouse instantly became quiet. The flashing light on the time bomb was particularly dazzling. The number on it was less than two minutes. The two bomb disposal experts were already sweating nervously.
The outer cover was removed, exposing the complex circuitry inside the bomb.
The two bomb disposal experts all stopped what they were doing and looked up at Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou.
At this time, outside the warehouse, Yu Jingzhou, Zhao Ke'er, and Luo Mingxuan all received the news and rushed over. Fu Yusheng even drove over in an ambulance. The child was directly carried into the ambulance and checked immediately.
Outside the cordon, Zhao Keer leaned in Luo Mingxuan's arms and stared anxiously inside the warehouse.
"Mr. Xiao, there are five threads in total, which one should I cut?"
The bomb disposal experts looked at the five different colors of thread in front of them and held the scissors, but did not dare to take action. They gave the choice to Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou.
Red, white, black, yellow, and blue should be brilliant colors, but Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou have never hated these five colors so much.
One in five chance, this is a huge gamble with life, if anything goes wrong, Mo Yurou will lose the chance of survival.
Xiao Zichen held his breath and did not dare to speak.
"White, I choose white."
At this time, Mo Yurou spoke, her tone unusually firm.
After speaking, Mo Yurou glanced at Xiao Zichen, and then said to the two bomb disposal experts.
"I'll cut it myself. Please take my husband out, please."
After saying that, Mo Yurou had already taken the scissors and stretched them towards the white thread.
The two bomb disposal experts also moved quickly, but Xiao Zichen's movements were even faster than them.
Just when the two bomb disposal experts were about to grab Xiao Zichen, they saw Xiao Zichen hugging Mo Yurou from behind, and then heard him say in a rich voice.
"Woman, I said that I will face it with you. Even if I die, I will not leave."
After saying that, Xiao Zichen kissed the back of Mo Yurou's head, and then said something gentle.
"Cut it, I'll accompany you."
At this time, the number on it had begun to count down, and Mo Yurou had no time to rush Xiao Zichen away, so she could only cut the white thread without hesitation.
The air condensed instantly, and the two bomb disposal experts did not leave, but stared blankly at the bomb on Mo Yurou.
At 0:01, when Mo Yurou cut the white line, the countdown stopped at this number. Then, they all stared at this number. It felt like a long time had passed before the flashing light dimmed.
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"Congratulations, Mrs. Xiao, you succeeded."
A bomb disposal expert broke the silence. After saying this, Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen could clearly be seen letting out a long sigh of relief. They had won the bet again.
"Mr. Xiao, please excuse me. We still have to help Mrs. Xiao remove the bomb from her body."
The two bomb disposal experts came over with screwdrivers. This time, Xiao Zichen did not continue to cling to Mo Yurou, but silently took two steps back.
The last thread tied to Mo Yurou's body was loosened. The moment the bomb was taken off Mo Yurou's body, Mo Yurou's whole body went limp. All the tension disappeared at this moment, and she had just
The tight strings were also loosened at this moment, and Mo Yurou's whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, without any strength left.
Fortunately, Xiao Zichen caught Mo Yurou in time, held her in his arms, and said excitedly.
"Honey, we're fine."
Mo Yurou was too weak to say a word at this time and could only nod excitedly.
"No, let's go quickly."
At this time, a cry of surprise came to my ears, and then, there was a loud noise, and a flash of fire lit up the entire warehouse red.
Mo Yurou felt her head buzzing, and then her whole body was pressed to the ground by something. Then there was a strong impact, and then she felt a little dizzy.
When Mo Yurou came to her senses, all the people who had been waiting for them outside the warehouse rushed in, and they were all in a hurry. But after seeing the flurry of footsteps, her vision became increasingly blurred, and she finally lost consciousness.
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"Hurry and save people."
This was the last sentence Mo Yurou heard before she completely lost consciousness. Could it be that she was seriously injured?
When Mo Yurou woke up again, she was already lying on the hospital bed. She didn't know how long she had slept.
I slowly opened my eyelids, my throat felt dry as if something had scratched it, and there was a tearing pain when I moved even a little bit.
"Wake up, miss, wake up."
In her ears, Wu Ma's excited voice came, and when Mo Yurou opened her eyes again, she saw worried and anxious expressions.
Wu Ma, Zhao Keer, Mas Nian, Lu Yazhen.
Mo Yurou opened her mouth, but there was another burst of tearing pain. She could only endure the pain and spit out one word.
"thirsty."
After Wu Ma heard this, she immediately poured a glass of water and came over, then dipped a cotton swab in the water and applied it little by little on her lips.
After a long drought, there was rain. When the warm water slid down her throat little by little, Mo Yurou suddenly felt like she was reborn, and her throat no longer hurt as much as before.
Mo Yurou looked at the familiar faces and closed her eyes weakly. But the next second, she opened her eyes again and looked around, but she didn't see the face she was most looking forward to.
"Where's Zi Chen?"
Mo Yurou said hoarsely.
Suddenly, the expressions of everyone present became serious, especially Lu Yazhen, whose eyes were actually a little red.
Mo Yurou's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and the scene before she fell unconscious flashed through her mind.
At that time, she was reborn after the disaster, and she was a little happy. She heard a cry of surprise in her ears, and then she was hugged by Xiao Zichen and blocked tightly under her.
Thinking of this, Mo Yurou's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately wanted to get up from the bed anxiously. When Zhao Keer saw it, he immediately held her down.
"Yurou, don't get excited. Xiao Zichen is fine. He was just slightly injured. He just had an operation and he hasn't woken up yet."
Mo Yurou didn't believe it. If nothing was wrong, why were these people's expressions so solemn?
"I want to see him."
Mo Yurou spoke with firm eyes. Although her voice was weak, her attitude was indeed extremely tough.
"Yurou, your left calf was injured by shrapnel. You just had an operation and you can't move it now."