261 The Gunsho

"Bang!" 

'Aah!"

"Xiao Li!" All three people screamed in unison.

"Mama!" 

No one knew where the gunshot was fired from, but for a nano-second Mrs. Jin thought that she saw blood coming out from Xiao Li's neck, and her legs went limp due to which she landed on the couch behind her with a soft bounce.

Jin Qinggee whose heart just didn't come out of her mouth, she stood frozen in her place until she saw Xiao Li rushing towards her. As if her feet got a mind of their own, they dashed forward to get her daughter before she would lose her again.

"Xiao Li!" She held Xiao Li by her arm and yanked her in her chest as she kneeled down on the floor, embracing her in a hug so tight as if her life depended on it, and it actually did.

"Are you okay baby?" She pulled herself back to scan her daughter who just cried louder in response. Jin Qingling hugged her again, her heart feeling shattered. 

"Don't cry baby, Mama is here. Mama is here." She kept whispering the same words in her ear repeatedly to calm Xiao Li whose small body was shaking against hers.

"Aah!" Mr. Jin who was also now standing next to Jin Qingling, heard the painful moan and turned around to see Jin Qinggee kneeling on the floor, the knife next to her, and her right forearm bleeding profusely.

"Qinggee!" Only when he called out her name, did everyone's focus shift towards the door and both Mr. and Mrs. Jin rushed towards it. "She has been shot."

Jin Qingling's neck turned in the same direction and she looked blankly at the groaning Jin Qinggee, but she didn't make any effort to reach out for her help. She was the same woman who had ruined her life and also attempted to kill her daughter. All the affection that their blood connection had created between them was now gone for good. 

"Oh my God! She is bleeding a lot. We need to get her to the hospital. Qinggee are you okay?" The motherly instincts of Mrs. Jin were resurfacing seeing her daughter shot and agonizing in pain, which made her fire one question after the other from panic.

"You should be glad that I didn't kill her." Came a deep manly voice, which made Jin Qingling's heart start slamming against her chest.

"Zihao!" She whispered softly, tilting her neck towards the door, and there he was. The tall figure standing at the door, with unkempt hair and messy stubble whose eyes were fixated on her.

Actually not her, he was not looking at her but at Xiao Li, whose face was buried in Jin Qingling's neck. His deep brown eyes looked very soft as he gazed at his daughter, longing to get a look of her face.

He took two steps forward and crouched next to where Jin Qinggee was crying in pain. She had lost a lot of blood and was barely holding onto her consciousness. Not showing an iota of mercy, he roughly grabbed her hair and pulled it back, making her wince more. When their eyes met, they didn't have even a fraction of the softness which he previously held for his daughter in them " Daring to hurt my daughter, ha? You sure have grown some nerve bitch."

"Wu Zihao don't hurt her anymore." Mr. Jin said in a stern voice before he pulled out his phone to call for help.

"Wu Zihao what are you doing? Leave her please, we need to take her to the hospital." Mrs. Jin begged in desperation.

Her words made Wu Zihao pause and he loosened his grip on her hair to look at Mrs. Jin. "And what exactly made you think that I will let you take her?" Before Mrs. Jin could comprehend his words, he landed a slap across Jin Qinggee's face, the force pushing her body on the floor. 

"Qinggee!" Mrs. Jin immediately grabbed her daughter by the shoulder to only find out that she had lost consciousness. She immediately turned to her husband. "Be quick or she might die."

"She is not going anywhere. This woman tried to hurt my daughter and now she will have to pay for it. Till the time my men are standing outside this house, no one can come or go without my permission."

Seeing him not budging Jin Qingling spoke this time. "Let her get some medical help Wu Zihao. Letting her die would be a very easy escape for her." 

Wu Zihao blankly looked at Jin Qingling for two seconds, before he finally nodded his head. "Si Feng!"

A burly man came rushing inside with a gun in his hand. "Take her to the hospital."

The man nodded and picked up Jin Qingge taking her out of the house and Mr. and Mrs. Jin followed after him.

Jin Qingling picked up Xiao Li in her arms and stood up, still caressing her trembling daughter.

"How... How is she?" 

"Her body is still shaking. I will have to take her to see a doctor I think, she is traumatized.

"May I?" He stretched his hands forward asking to hold his daughter once. The longingness to see her had returned to him and it was evident in his voice now. 

"Yeah... sure." 

"No Mama!" The little girl seemed reluctant to get away from her mother and held her even tighter, not willing to let go.

"It's okay, baby. Mama is here." Hugging her back, she looked at Wu Zihao apologetically. "She is scared."

"It's okay. Come I will take you to the hospital." 

The way Wu Zihao was behaving right now, felt very distant to Jin Qingling. As if he was a totally changed person now. "No, I will take her. It's okay."

"I was not asking."