Chapter 1154 Yao Rong Was Hit and Covered in Blood

Zhuo Qi pushed the wheelchair tightly, his arm passed over the wheelchair, hugged her shoulders, his face pressed against hers, and said, "Yao Rong, don't worry. If you are too tired and want to sleep more, I will accompany you."

The man's big hand grabbed her small hand and rubbed it gently, as if he was afraid of hurting her.

"Master." At this time, a car passed by and the bodyguard got off.

Zhuo Qi heard the voice, stood up and looked at the bodyguard.

"The old master said it was for Miss Yao." The bodyguard said, opening the trunk.

Hearing that it was for Yao Rong, Zhuo Qi turned around, took a step forward, took the box, and was about to open it.

A car on the opposite side rushed over like a rocket.

When Zhuo Qi felt it, he wanted to rush forward, but it was too late. The car rushed over and knocked Yao Rong away. The wheelchair flew up and fell to the ground and fell apart.

"Yao Rong." Zhuo Qi shouted hard, and the box in his hand fell.

The bodyguard was also stunned. Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Zhuo Qi rushed forward like crazy, trying to catch Yao Rong, but unfortunately her body fell a few meters away.

With a "bang", Yao Rong's body fell heavily on the grass.

"Squeak." The driver was frightened and braked suddenly. Looking at the woman he knocked away, his legs were weak in fear. The bodyguard opened the door and forcibly dragged him out of the car.

"No... Hurry, call an ambulance." The truck driver was frightened and stuttered.

Zhuo Qi rushed forward and saw Yao Rong was knocked to the ground, with multiple scratches and bleeding on her body. He rushed forward in panic and hugged her.

"Yao Rong, I... How could this happen? It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left you for a moment. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" Zhuo Qi's face twitched, his eyes were a little dull, and he reached out to hold Yao Rong in his arms, like holding his most beloved child.

When he picked her up, he felt sticky on his hands, and blood dripped from his fingers.

"Wen Shui." Zhuo Qi ran forward in panic, holding Yao Rong.

Perhaps he was too anxious. Zhuo Qi ran a few steps and fell heavily to the ground. He hugged Yao Rong tightly, and his body hit the sharp stone, scratching his arm.

"Young Master." Seeing this, the bodyguard wanted to step forward.

Zhuo Qi held Yao Rong and ran to the Wen'an Pavilion, kicked the door open and yelled: "Wen Shui, Wen Shui."

The housekeeper came out in a bathrobe with a water cup, took out his reading glasses and put them on, looked at it, strode forward, and whispered: "Mr. Zhuo, what's going on?"

"Call Wen Shui quickly." Zhuo Qi whispered.

His voice was hoarse and trembling. When he ran back to the room with Yao Rong in his arms, he heard the housekeeper say: "Mr. Zhuo, the young master went out to drink."

The housekeeper said while making a phone call.

"The young master's phone is turned off." The housekeeper was also very anxious. He followed Zhuo Qi and strode forward, wanting to check, but Zhuo Qi was petrified on the spot.

"Out? Turn off the phone?" Zhuo Qi listened, his feet felt like they were rooted, his face was filled with fear, as if he was going to lose, but he didn't want to lose.

He hugged Yao Rong tightly, his eyes red, staring at the housekeeper, then looked down at the blood on Yao Rong's face, and said heartbreakingly: "No..."

Zhuo Qi turned around with Yao Rong in his arms, but bumped into Wen Shui.

"Where are you going with a woman in the middle of the night? Zhuo Qi, I'm telling you, men shouldn't be too lustful, and they should be responsible for the girls." Wen Shui put his hands on his waist and looked at Zhuo Qi coldly.

His eyes fell on Yao Rong's face, and when he saw the blood dripping down the back of her head and onto the marble floor, the smile on Wen Shui's face faded.

"What's going on?" Wen Shui rushed forward.