Chapter 616

The woman was holding the child and crying helplessly and fearfully. Her mind was blank, and only the unconscious child in the pool of blood was in her eyes. She wanted to hold the child to the doctor, but she was shaking all over, and she couldn't stand up at all.

People around were also shocked by this scene. Seeing such a small child lying in a pool of blood, they wanted to help, but they couldn't do anything about it. However, smart people had already run to the hospital and brought the doctor here.

"Here comes the doctor! Here comes the doctor! Get out of the way

A man pulled the doctor to run over, shouting, while letting the people around in front to give way.

Not far away, Downing's eyes fell on the second floor of the falling window. At the window, where no one else could see, squatted a small ghost figure, which was just poking his head to look at the little boy hit below.

This is the double he found for himself. As long as the little boy is dead, he can leave here and reincarnate.

The little ghost floated down from the second floor. No one saw it except downing. It was sitting on the little boy's body with his hands around his neck.

"Hit the head, blood flow is not only, but also, and has no gas." The doctor said with grief, looking at such a small child, full of pity.

"No! no Xiaowu will not die! My son won't die! No, no! I will take him to eat sugar gourd, and I will make new clothes for him. My son will not die He is so good, so obedient, he will not let me sad, will not Doctor, doctor, I beg you, please help him, help him! Please... "

She was crying like a child in the sky, crying like a little child in the sky, crying helplessly If someone really wants to die, I'll die. I'm willing to exchange my life for him. God, God Please, don't take my son, don't take him... "

People around also followed tears, some women can't help crying, even the man's eyes are slightly red, however, no one can save a child who has no breath.

In the pool of blood, a mother cried and begged helplessly and hopelessly. Grief and fear occupied her heart. She held the child in her arms tightly and felt that the whole day had fallen down

"Amitabha."

A sigh of Buddha worship came in this sad and heavy atmosphere. The people with red eyes and tears looked at the voice and saw a little monk in Tsing Yi coming with his hands folded.

Downing came over, looked at the woman with the baby in her arms and said in a slow voice, "I'll have a look. Maybe it can be saved."

Maybe it can be saved

This sentence, like a ray of light in the dark, made the woman who was almost crazy suddenly wake up, and the cry of despair and grief and helplessness stopped. At this time, the monk in green had squatted down beside her.

Tang Ning reached out his hand and caught the ghost sitting on the boy, and put it into the holy bowl in the palm of his hand. At the same time, a wisp of Buddhist light and holy power gathered in his palm.