Companion Growers

"Drip! Drip!" Two black cars in the distance started to honk their horns, Qi Mo turned his head stiffly, and saw Qi Rui was waving at him anxiously.

"Ruirui! Catch up with that car!" Qi Mo's voice trembled, his eyes were filled with pain, "Pan'er's cornea..."

was taken away.

Qi Rui gritted his teeth fiercely, the black body rolled up the dust on the ground, and the modified car chasing Li Chi disappeared in the blink of an eye on the yellow dusty gravel road.

Fu Xuxu glanced at Qi Mou, and the car stopped for a few seconds, "Can you help me?"

Qi Mo shook her head, "Go help Qi Rui, and you must bring it back."

"Ah."

The door beside him was open, like a huge black hole, Qi Mo looked at the courtyard a few steps away, his legs were as heavy as lead.

At the age of 17, he was never afraid of a surprise attack on a military base and an explosion. He was able to keep calm and take away all the confidential documents even covered in blood.

At the age of 21, the federal battleship was caught in a wormhole and died. He was not afraid, and he was even able to send a distress signal to his rational command before the battleship was smashed.

But at this moment, the wind passing by his ears was freezing cold, and the road under his feet turned into a sharp nail plate, and every step he took made his legs weak with fear.

Qi Mo stretched out his hand and pushed open the tightly closed door, staggered and nearly knelt on the ground.

His Pan'er lay quietly on a wooden bed wrapped in black leather, his limbs were bound by ropes, but his beautiful and agile eyes were covered with a layer of white gauze at this moment.

"Pan'er." Qi Mo's lips trembled, the veins on his forehead popped out, and the blood on his face faded away in an instant.

How could this be?

how so!

"Why are you back again?" The doctor in a white coat came out of the cubicle while taking off the gloves on his hands.

When he saw Qi Mou, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, threw away his gloves, and jumped onto the window sill with all his strength, but the moment he turned out of the window, he was strangled by his collar and dragged off.

The doctor's head was numb from the fall, and before he could react, he came down with heavy punches like a rainstorm.

Qi Mo pursed his lips, looking horrified, like an executioner whose soul had been taken away, madly attacking the people on the ground.

"Damn you!" Qi Mo gritted his teeth fiercely, and punched the doctor harder than the next, and the fist with burst blood vessels soon turned into a bloody blur.

"Hmm..." The doctor's struggle gradually stopped, blood was spit out from his mouth, and his limp hands pointed at the person on the bed with the last of their strength.

Qi Mo's dull eyes moved, and he stood up from the ground in embarrassment, but what he saw was the dazzling scarlet and the miserable white moving back and forth.

After an unknown amount of time, soft sobs gradually came from the bed, the soft choked sobs were filled with fear, and the bound hands trembled unceasingly.

Qi Mo held his breath and walked stiffly to the bedside, his dry eye sockets were cracked like a turbulent and rolling countercurrent.

"Pan'er, don't be afraid, we're going home." Qi Mo said these words with all the tenderness of his life, but it took a long time to untie the rope that bound Gu Pan with his trembling hands.

Hugging the person horizontally and hugging him tightly, the temperature on Gu Pan's body finally returned to Qi Suo's sense of reason.

Pulling one side of the bed sheet to cover Gu Pan's head, Qi Mo hugged the person in his arms and rushed out. Unfortunately, the white crowd had long since disappeared, and there was not even a single person in the dilapidated demolition area.

Qi Mo was furious, and there were bursts of fishy sweetness in his throat. He licked his chapped lips, and cold sweat rolled down his temples.