Chapter 3880： Race against death (5)

"Little Li, it's not good. Missy's heart stopped beating during the process of taking the bullet just now."

An Ziqi suddenly felt as if struck by lightning, her entire world suddenly turned into darkness.

"Little love will be fine, little love will be fine, little love, little love..."

An Ziqi shook her head, murmured a few words, her voice suddenly became sharp.

"You lie to me, I don't believe it, I don't believe it."

The body that was originally limp and weak suddenly burst out with unprecedented tremendous force, pushing away Xiao Moli who was holding him tightly, raising his leg and rushing towards the emergency room.

Xiao Moli shook the doctor's eye knife, gritted his teeth and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze? Don't hurry in and get rescued."

He raised his leg and ran after him, "An An."

An Ziqi rushed into the emergency room and ran into a few young nurses who were holding blood-stained gauze, used scalpels, and surgical scissors in their hands.

With a crash, the gauze and scalpel were knocked over to the ground.

The sharp blade slashed a long line on her arm, and red blood instantly overflowed from the cut edge and fell to the ground.

It looks particularly shocking.

The little nurses couldn't help exclaiming when they saw this, and said in a horrified voice, "Miss An, you are injured."

Wanting to come forward to treat her with a bandage, An Ziqi didn't care about anything at all, pushed them away, and rushed directly towards the operating table.

The small operating table was almost surrounded by doctors and experts inside and out.

At this moment, all the most famous doctors and experts in the capital have all gathered here.

A large group of people were sweating coldly on their foreheads. This little princess of the Xiao family had never seen her face in public. It was the first time they saw them, but they did not expect it to be under such circumstances.

Even if an adult was hit by a bullet into the heart, it would be unbearable to receive such an injury, not to mention that Xiao Qianai was just a seven-year-old girl.

When they took the bullets before, they were worried that this would happen. They were careful and careful, but in the end they still couldn't avoid it.

If the rescue is not possible in the end, and no one can stop Li Shao's anger, everyone here may be buried with him today.

An Ziqi opened the crowd and rushed to the operating table.

The doctor next to him was frightened. He was suddenly pulled away and was about to curse, but when he saw that it was An Ziqi, he swallowed the words of the knife.

An Ziqi stood a step away from the operating table in a daze.

On the small table, Xiao Qianai's small body lay there.

There was a big respirator on his pale little face, and the heartbeat indicator beside it had turned into a straight line, making a beeping sound.

On the two slender arms, the needles for blood transfusion and fluids were pierced and hung weakly on their sides.

A little guy who was so energetic and non-stop on weekdays, at this moment, was lying there quietly.

She once also joked that Xiao Qianai was too noisy, like a boy, let her be honest.

But looking at her quiet appearance in front of her, An Ziqi just wanted to give herself a few slaps.

As long as she is well, even if she makes noise every day, even if she turns the whole world upside down, she is willing to follow her all day long to help her clean up the mess.

Almost all the doctors have stepped away, leaving only the front of the operating table with two doctors doing defibrillation shocks.