Ding Junhui went out to pick up someone. The corners of Ding Junhui's eyes kept twitching and turned red quickly.
Ding Junhui walked out of the ward, took out his cell phone and dialed Lotte's cell phone number. The phone rang a few times before being picked up.
"Have you gone out? I'll pick you up now." Ding Junhui said directly.
At this time, Lotte and Ding Yueji had already gotten into a taxi, because Ding Yueji had not stayed in bed in the past few days, and even ate very quickly, just to go to the hospital to see his father.
"Uncle, we're calling. We'll be there in a minute." Ding Yuega grabbed the phone and said.
"Teacher Ding doesn't have to come to pick us up, just take a taxi and we'll be there in a minute." Lotte agreed.
Ding Junhui thought about Ding Junqi's words and felt a little worried, "Do you have the license plate number? Send it to me."
After Ding Junhui finished speaking, Lotte was about to say something when the car suddenly skidded. Lotte screamed and subconsciously hugged Ding Yuegao, but dropped his cell phone on the blanket at his feet. "Can you drive?" Lotte cursed and bent down to pick up the phone.
"Lotte, Lotte—" Ding Junhui heard the voice and hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Where are you now? I'll go there—dududu—"
Ding Junhui cursed in a low voice and hurriedly ran out.
In the taxi, Letian hugged Ding Yueyan tightly and looked at the gun pointed in front of them.
"You, who are you?" Lotte asked with a trembling voice. She knew that there was a possibility of winning a prize in taking a taxi, but she never thought that she would win.
"Letian, I'm scared." Ding Yueyan almost got into Letian's arms and whispered.
Lotte hugged him tighter.
"Sit still," the man said, pointing his gun at them while driving.
The car drove all the way to the suburbs. Lotte was pushed out of the car by the man, and Ding Yueyan was held by Lotte the whole time.
There is only one helicopter in the countryside, and everything is desolate.
"Letian, will we be killed and exterminated?" Ding Yuejian finally thought of an idiom, and asked with a trembling body.
Lotte continued to swallow his saliva. At this age, he had never been kidnapped before. If a helicopter was used for kidnapping, the standard of kidnapping would be a bit high.
The mother and son were pushed onto the helicopter with staggering steps, their hearts beating like thunder.
"Master, we've arrived." The black man said, having already closed the door of the helicopter.
The white-haired man sitting on the sofa looked up, and Letian subconsciously took a step back while hugging Ding Yue.
"What are you going to do?" Lotte leaned against the wall of the plane, wanting to jump directly through the wall.
The man stood up. With only one arm, his right sleeve was so empty that it seemed that it might be more obvious when the wind blew.
The man was getting closer step by step, but Lotte had no way to retreat.
Ding Yue's chin was lifted up, and Letian raised her hand, but another man directly grabbed her wrist, almost breaking it.
"She looks a bit similar to her." The man said, reaching out and hugging Ding Yue.
"Let go of my son." Letian spoke sharply, but was kicked in the knee by the man from behind, causing her to kneel directly on the ground.
"Lotian, mom—" Ding Yueya shouted, waving his little hand to hit the man, but the small force had no effect on the man's face.
Lotte's face instantly turned pale because of the pain. When had she, who had always been a good citizen, ever been hurt like this