After her substitute disappeared, the CEO went crazy

Time passed slowly, and the person who kidnapped Shen Weiqing and the others was still arguing with the negotiators outside. A person who looked like the leader of the kidnapping this time became more and more emotional.

He kept yelling outside with a loudspeaker, and threatened that if the government did not immediately lift the control over citizens, it would indiscriminately massacre the hostages in the hospital.

After speaking, perhaps because he was afraid that the negotiators outside would not believe him, he raised the weapon in his hand and blew up the lights in the hospital hall with a single shot.

Accompanied by the sound of gunshots and shattered light bulbs, Shen Weiqing's eyes widened in fright. Even if she kept telling herself to calm down, she still couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

She hasn't contacted Ling Yuzheng yet. It would be really embarrassing if she was indiscriminately tortured and killed here by terrorists for no reason.

But other people are not so calm. Among the hospitalized crowd, there are young people, old people and children. When the lights dimmed, many people screamed in fright, and some timid people were so frightened that they cried stand up.

Since many people were flu patients, everyone was crying and coughing uncontrollably. Suddenly, the entire hospital hall was noisy.

There was a little boy squatting beside Shen Weiqing, who seemed to be only five or six years old. His small body was curled up in the crowd, crying helplessly, coughing continuously while crying, looking extremely pitiful.

Shen Weiqing had seen him before, his hospital bed was in the corridor not far from the door of the operating room, and it was originally his mother who accompanied him.

Could it be that they got separated?

Shen Weiqing thought about it, quietly took advantage of the confusion, raised her head and scanned around, and found that there was no sign of the little boy's mother.

Seeing the little boy crying uncomfortably, Shen Weiqing moved aside calmly, and comforted the little boy in her arms: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, sister will protect you, don't cry, sister, wait a minute, sister will take you to find your mother... "..."

She imitated the way Ling Yuzheng comforted her, comforting the little boy in her arms.

Maybe everyone's cries annoyed the person who seemed to be kidnapping the leader. He turned around impatiently, walked slowly to the front of the crowd with a weapon in his hand, and scanned the people squatting on the ground.

Because of the fear of the weapon in his hand, and the fear of the indiscriminate massacre he just mentioned, everyone squatting on the ground was frightened into silence, and there were only a few occasional uncontrollable coughs in the crowd.

Although Shen Weiqing was trembling with fear, she still silently protected the little boy behind her, lowered her head, and tried to hide in the crowd as much as possible.

This depressing atmosphere lasted for about 10 minutes. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Shen Weiqing's back was covered with cold sweat layer by layer, and his palms were even colder.

Suddenly, a broken voice came from the crowd: "Let me go, let me go, I can't take it anymore, I want to go home, please..."

A thin man suddenly burst into tears. While crying, he kept begging for mercy in English, kneeling on the ground and begging for the trousers of the man wearing a mask. His whole body trembled like chaff.

And his collapse also made other people in the hall restless. Shen Weiqing, in the chaotic crowd, tried his best to protect the little boy behind him.

At this moment, the mobile phone in her pocket vibrated, and because there was no sound, those wearing masks did not notice her for a while.

She looked around and found that those wearing masks were pointing guns at those who had collapsed, so she found a hidden position and took the little boy to hide there.

After hiding it to ensure safety, she took out her mobile phone, and the name that was flashing on the screen of the mobile phone was the name she had been thinking about day and night.

The long-term fear and nervousness all turned into longing and grievance at this moment. Shen Weiqing's nose was sour, her eyes were red, and she pressed the answer button with trembling hands.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then Shen Weiqing heard a familiar voice.

"Baby, what are you doing?"

His voice was low and gentle, and Shen Weiqing could even imagine his expression when he said these words.

Must be smiling and extremely gentle.

Shen Weiqing's tears couldn't be held back at this moment, and the turbulent tears came out of her eyes. She covered her mouth desperately to prevent herself from crying, but Ling Yuzheng on the other end of the phone was keenly aware of the abnormality.

"What's the matter, Qingqing, did something happen?"

Ling Yuzheng asked in a deep voice.

"I······"

Shen Weiqing only said one word, and the other end of the phone immediately became quiet again. Ling Yuzheng felt bad, and frowned while holding the phone.