The day when the child's father pursued marriage

Chapter 37

Only a "bang" was heard, and the man fell to the ground.

"I told you not to run away!"

Ling Mo clapped her hands, and walked forward slowly. With the help of the street lamp, she caught a glimpse of Chi, the man lying on the ground.The naked upper body was covered with blood.

His eyes trembled inadvertently, "Did I hit it so hard?"

At this moment, Ling Moyi rushed forward in a panic, pushed aside the trash can, poked the man's muscle carefully, and shouted: "Hey... you are dead, right? Wait, what does this wound look like?" Like a knife wound?"

Blood spread, and the waist, abdomen and back of the man lying on the ground were scratched with a knife, and the wound was more than 30 centimeters long.

"Hey, kid, wake up?"

Ling Mo frowned, bent down, and turned the man lying on the ground over.

At this glance, she was stunned.

Under the pale yellow street lamp, the man who was breathing extremely weakly closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, and there was always an inextricable trace of pain between his brows.At this moment, even though his face was covered with mud, it did not diminish the innate aura that touched people's hearts from this elegant and cool face.

Upon closer inspection, his facial contours have the appearance of a European, and he seems to be of mixed race, but he does not know the color of his pupils.

"Tsk tsk, as a man, why is he so fair and beautiful? What a disaster!"

At this moment, Ling Moyi sincerely shook his head and sighed.

But at this time, the injured little boy coughed lightly twice, accidentally touching the wound on his waist, and the smell of blood spread again.

Ling Mo frowned, quickly pressed his shoulders, and sighed with a headache, "What should I do? Although I didn't cause his injuries, but if I didn't smash a trash can on him, he would be He can walk and run... Forget it, let's send him to the hospital first!"

ten minutes later.

It took Ling Mo a lot of effort to drag this 185cm tall boy to the side of the road, stopped a taxi, and went straight to the nearest hospital.

Leaning on the seat, facing the driver's ambiguous gaze, Ling Mo was panting from exhaustion, and inadvertently lowered his eyes, but his eyes met the little white face who had opened his eyes at some point.

In an instant, those blue pupils shook her mind without warning.

Depend on!Sure enough, it is a scourge!

"Uh, kid, I'm really sorry just now, I'll take you to the hospital now!"

At this moment, Ling Moyi unconsciously let the little boy sleep on his lap, and looked down at him.

However, the pale boy just stared at her for a while, but there was no response.

"You don't understand Chinese?"

Ling Moyi frowned suspiciously, thought for a moment, and suddenly said coyly: "Hello?"

But he didn't want to, but the little white face twisted his handsome face, coughed violently, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell dizzy in her arms.

He was obviously just traumatized, why did he vomit blood?Could it be that she was beaten internally?

"..."

At this moment, how does Ling Moyi describe his mood?My heart is like a thousand alpacas galloping past.

In the next second, she immediately took off her coat and covered the boy's body, and at the same time shouted at the driver: "Quick, go to the hospital, he is going to die!"

Five hours later.

The little boy was sent to the ward safely, but Ling Moyi was blocked by a group of nurses in the aisle because he didn't bring his wallet and couldn't afford the surgery fee and hospitalization fee.

"That...wait for a while, I'll call someone to send money over!"

(End of this chapter)