Outsiders would not come in without Xue Suzhen's instructions.
In other words, unless Shang Yinran let go, no one would come to rescue Pan Ziya.
"You, dare you!" Pan Ziya gritted her teeth with a pain in her neck.
Shang Yinran laughed in anger, "You can try it."
"Qingfeng, what are you doing?" Xue Suzhen asked, looking at the scene in front of her with confusion.
"Shut up! I'm not Qingfeng! Where did you hide my pouch!"
Because of her emotions, what she had on her hand enlarged the blood stain on Pan Ziya's neck.
"Little Bao is not here!" Pan Ziya yelled in a low voice, really afraid that Shang Yinran would be out of control.
"Not here? So, are you kidding me?"
"No, Xiao Bao was indeed here at first, but the day before you came, he ran away."
"What did you say?" She stared at Pan Ziya, and Shang Yinran couldn't accept the information.
"What do you mean by running? Where did Xiao Bao go?"
"I don't know about this, you have to ask, ask Madam."
The neck hurts very badly, and the feeling of warm ** running down the neck is very bad.
"Say, where did Xiao Bao go!"
Xue Suzhen dodged backwards, her expression flustered, her hands swaying in front of her, "Don't be like this, Qing Feng, what's the matter with you? What's the matter?"
"I have said this several times! I am not Qingfeng! Qingfeng is dead, accept the reality!"
"No, no, Qing Feng is not dead."
"Madam has a mental problem for a long time, you don't understand it with her."
Pan Ziya got up, she glanced at Shang Yinran, and walked quickly to the door of the room.
The door opened, and the black-clothed bodyguard outside saw this scene and immediately rushed in.
The broken glass in her hand was snatched, and she was held up on the bed to sit down, exhausted.
"Madam, are you okay?"
The black bodyguard asked Xue Suzhen.
Xue Suzhen seemed to have not heard her, "Qing Feng is not dead, he is here, he is here."
Suddenly raising her head, she glared at Shang Yinran, pointed at her and said, "Tie her up to me."
Shang Yin was surprised, stood up, and ran towards the door subconsciously.
But as soon as he ran to the door, someone clamped his arm and dragged it back.
The door closed tightly before her eyes, blocking her hope.
…
Meng Baozi was brought to a strange place, and probably thought of what was going on.
If it's an average child, it's sure to cry in fear, but Meng Baozi doesn't.
He calmed himself down as much as possible, and then began to think about how to escape.
That day, he successfully ran out of the villa, but was quickly discovered.
Behind him, the black-clothed bodyguards chased him, and the short legs of Meng Baozi couldn't run away.
When he crawled on the road, he only heard the sharp sound of a car whistle.
After that, he lost consciousness.
That is a training camp car.
The bodyguards in black also know.
Seeing the license plate, a few people hesitated and chose to back up and hide.
The driver pushed the door and jumped out of the car, walked around the car to take a look, and was shocked.
"Child! Sir! It's a child!"
"child?"
Hearing this, the man pushed the door and got out of the car.
Striding over, I saw a three or four-year-old boy lying on the ground with his face covered in wounds.
After a quick check, the boy was still breathing and heartbeat.
The man picked him up and told the driver in a deep voice: "Send him to the hospital immediately."
"Yes."
The two took Meng Baozi into the car, and the training camp car drove forward to the temporary hospital for the training camp.
"Go to Ouyang and check this kid."
"Yes, sir."
On the road just now, the child woke up once, there shouldn't be any serious problems.
He suddenly rushed out of the road, and the car just scratched him, which was a blessing.
Five minutes later, a doctor named Ouyang came in lazily, "What is it for me?"
"Hurry up and show this kid."
Ouyang looked down, frowned, and walked quickly.
"What's the matter? Where did the kid come from?"
"I picked it up on the road." The man said in a deep voice.
Ouyang didn't bother to ask any more, and did a detailed inspection of Meng Baozi.
"It's all abrasions, but here on the head, a detailed examination is needed."
"Okay, I'll take him over."
"Jingyu, what's the situation? This kid won't be your illegitimate child, right?"
"Close your stinky mouth!" Wen Jingyu glared at Ouyang, and picked up Meng Baozi.
Ouyang smiled and led him to do a detailed inspection of Meng Baozi.
During the examination, the two smoked in the smoking area.
Ouyang swallowed a smoke ring and asked, "When will I return to Rongcheng?"
"Five days later."
"How is the zipper going?"
"confidential."
"cut!"
After smoking a cigarette, Ouyang rubbed his palms, "What are you going to do with this child?"
"There are woods all around, and I don't know where the child ran out."
"But there is a villa there. Two days ago, some of my men found that it was strange. I wanted to send someone to ask if I was sure that the child was safe."
"Well, that's fine."
"Dad, Uncle Ouyang."
Suddenly, there was a charming girl's voice behind him.
Wen Jingyu hurriedly put out the cigarette, turned around and smiled: "Poetry."
Picking up the girl, Wen Jingyu kissed her daughter on the cheek, "Why did you run here?"
"Sir, the kid woke up."
The nurse came to report.
Wen Junshi blinked her eyes in doubt, "Dad, what kid?"
"Dad brought back a boy who was injured."
"Injured? Dad, I want to go and see."
"it is good."
With a white bandage wrapped around her head, Meng Baozi sat quietly and motionless.
Wen Jingyu and Wen Junshi pushed in, and he looked over at the same time.
When he walked to the bed, Wen Jingyu asked gently, "My child, are you better?"
Meng Baozi looked at him, Xiaofeng's eyes coldly, "Who are you? Where is this?"