Chapter 979 Keep Him, You Must Keep Him!
Mu Wanqing turned sideways and fell to the ground.
Unexpectedly, she did not feel the cramping feeling in her heart, but in her lower abdomen, which was so painful that her face instantly turned pale...
"Mu Xiaoqing! How are you, Mu Xiaoqing!"
Qiao Wei immediately ran to her side and tried to help her up from the ground, but she felt that her palms were wet.
She froze, and slowly raised her hand, only to see that her hand was stained with blood on the dress.
"Blood...where did the blood come from..."
Qiao Wei panicked instantly and looked at her nervously, "Why is there so much blood..."
It was obviously a stick, not a knife.
Since there is no external injury, how could there be blood?
Seeing this, the aura around the priest suddenly became cold. He clenched the gun in his hand and suddenly loaded the gun. He directly stabbed the hearts of these people without hesitation, and did not allow anyone to come closer...
"How dare you hurt her."
The priest opened his thin lips lightly, and the bright red lips were as charming and evil as a vampire, "Then, don't even think about living..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another continuous sound of gunshots.
At this moment, Gong Lichuan arrived with his men, and he immediately sent Shao Tianyu and his men to help deal with the gangsters.
Then, he rushed to Mu Wanqing and saw Qiao Wei's hands stained with blood, and couldn't help but become nervous...
"what happened?"
Gong Lichuan frowned tightly. He saw blood on Mu Wanqing's dress and immediately asked, "Where is the injury!"
Mu Wanqing's face was pale, her forehead was already covered with dense cold sweat, and her lips had long lost their color.
She put her hand on her lower abdomen and gritted her teeth angrily, "It hurts... my stomach hurts, it hurts..."
Hearing this, Gong Lichuan's eyes flashed.
Qiao Wei immediately lifted up her skirt, and sure enough she saw blood flowing out between her legs...
Although it's not much, it's scary enough to look at.
"Oops!" She immediately understood what she meant and lowered the hem of Mu Wanqing's dress, "Hurry... to the hospital... to the hospital!"
Gong Lichuan immediately lifted Mu Wanqing into his arms.
He put her directly into the car, and Qiao Wei followed, and the three of them sped towards Ancheng Hospital.
Mu Wanqing held Qiao Wei's hand tightly, feeling the severe pain and blood in her lower abdomen, coupled with the previous symptoms...
She could almost guess what happened.
She raised her eyes and looked at Qiao Wei, her eyes filled with sincerity, "Help me... keep him, be sure to keep him..."
Qiao Wei looked at her with red eyes and kept nodding, "Mu Xiaoqing, just hold on, the hospital will be here soon, and you and the child will be fine."
Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's lips raised slightly.
She smiled an extremely pale, bloodless smile, and then passed out...
The roads were littered with corpses.
The priest showed off his murderous methods, leaving no one alive, but he also disposed of all the corpses, leaving only a few pools of blood, Mu Wanqing's torn dress skirt, and a pair of High heel……
He didn't want to get rid of these things.
Because he wanted Ye Yuchen to know that he had failed to protect his woman, and then he would go crazy with anxiety!
The priest rushed to Anseong Hospital. After the car roared, the figure of a noble young man suddenly appeared on the road.
The young man bent down, held the two high heels with his slender white fingers, then picked up the star-like dress fabric, then turned and left the scene...
From then on, there was no news about Mu Wanqing in Ancheng.