After the nurse left, Leng Shaoheng looked at Shen Qingqing in the lethargy, with a look of heartache and worry.

"Young master, please lie down and sleep. You haven't slept for three days and nights." The servant worried about Leng Shaoheng's health.

Leng Shaoheng didn't answer. He took out his mobile phone and called Leng Shaoyun.

The scene of the ruins of Zhanfeng building.

It's still raining hard and pouring.

Wearing a raincoat, Leng Shaoyun searches for Mo Mo in the rainstorm.

"Mo Mo! Mo Mo

Leng Shaoyun shouts out loud. His voice is hoarse, and the cry is covered by the sound of rain and thunder. In fact, it can't spread far at all.

The ground is full of puddles. As long as the sunken area is full of water, the space below has been flooded by rain.

Hear the mobile phone rings, Leng Shaoyun quickly find a shelter, see is Leng Shaoheng call, connect.

"Brother." Leng Shaoyun shouts.

"Any news from Mo Mo?" Leng Shaoheng asks directly, what he worries most now is mo mo.

Even though he has already felt that Mo Mo is more and more dangerous, he will never give up his last hope.

Live to see a man, die to see a corpse.

"Not yet." Leng Shaoyun looks at the misty scene in front of her and frowns.

Hear Leng Shaoyun's answer, clearly in Leng Shaoheng expected, but still let his heart, sink and sink.

"What about you, Qiqi? Are you still in surgery? " Leng Shaoyun asked, worried.

"I've been out of danger for a while, and now I'm in intensive care unit, observing the situation." Leng Shaoheng said to Leng Shaoyun.

After listening, Leng Shaoyun was also relieved, "that's good, that's good, then you remember to call home, the old man and aunt Xiaolin are also worried about the children."

"Well, I see. I'll call home now." Leng Shaoheng nodded and hung up.

After Leng Shaoyun hangs up, he puts his mobile phone back in his pocket, arranges his raincoat, and rushes back into the rainstorm to continue searching for Mo Mo's figure.

Leng Shaoheng calls lengzhai.

Mr. Leng and aunt Xiaolin have been waiting for news on the phone.

Hearing the phone ring, aunt Xiaolin picked it up quickly. Hearing Leng Shaoheng's voice, she turned to Leng and said, "it's Shaoheng."

"Ask him how Qiqi is." Master Leng asked in a hurry.

Leng Shaoheng naturally heard his voice.

"Qiqi's operation is very successful. He is out of danger. Now he is in the intensive care unit for observation. If there is nothing wrong, he can be transferred to the general ward." Leng Shaoheng said.

"That's good, that's good." Aunt Xiaolin nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man was also relieved.

"Qiqi is OK. What about Mo Mo?" The cold old man then asked.

"Mo Mo hasn't heard from me. I just called Shaoyun." Leng Shaoheng's heart sank again. It had sunk to the bottom of the valley and could not sink any more.

Aunt Xiaolin and old man Leng look at each other, and their faces are worried.

After hanging up the phone, Leng Shaoheng felt that his strength was almost exhausted.

Side head, looking at the pouring rain outside the window, accompanied by thunder and lightning, eyebrow tightening.

When will this rainstorm pass and when will the sun come out again.

He wanted to go to the ruins of Zhanfeng and continue to look for Mo Mo, but his body no longer allowed him.

"Young master, have a rest!" The servant warned.

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