In the midst of countless discussions, there was also a girl's cry.

"Grandpa. Grandpa, how are you? You have to hold on, I've called the emergency number, you have to hold on. ”

Mu Qing's gaze couldn't help but sweep towards the two cars that collided on the street.

One is a top-of-the-line luxury car, Maserati, and the other is a Mercedes-Benz with a lot of price.

At this time, there was a strong cry of a child in the car, which attracted Mu Qing.

She didn't hesitate any longer, stepped over the sidewalk fence and came to the driveway.

At this time, this lane was already seriously jammed because of the collision of these two cars, Mu Qing had no time to take care of anything else, opened the back seat door of the Mercedes-Benz, and looked at it, only to see a five-year-old boy who was frightened and cried fiercely in the safety chair.

Mu Qing's pupils immediately shrank.

There is no other reason.

The child crying heartbreakingly in front of her was the child she rescued in the creek next to Yuzezhen Park.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'll get you out now. Mu Qing lightly unbuckled the seat belt on the safety chair for him and took the child out.

After carefully examining the child, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the child was not harmed, Mu Qing immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Ren Yaxin's number.

Fortunately, she wrote down Ren Yaxin's phone number, otherwise she really didn't know who to notify at this moment.

The phone was connected, and before Mu Qing could say a few words, Ren Yaxin's anxious voice came: "Mu Qing, thank you for saving my son again, I'm rushing to that street now, please help me take care of my son first, really please." Thank you. ”

Ren Yaxin said several thanks in a row, and then hung up the phone.

Mu Qing couldn't just stand here with the child in his arms and wait.

Not far away, four people were in a coma due to a car accident.

They are the owner and driver of the Maserati, the driver of the Mercedes and the babysitter who takes care of the children.

"Please, excuse me." As soon as Mu Qing's voice fell, the traffic police appeared.

The crowd around finally gave way to walk.

Mu Qing hugged Little Master Ren and walked towards the unconscious people.

"What do you want to do? Don't touch my grandfather. If something happens to my grandfather, will you be able to take care of it? As soon as the crying girl saw that Mu Qing wanted to come forward and move her grandfather, she immediately opened her arms in front of Mu Qing like a chicken guarding a calf.

Mu Qing glared at her coldly: "If I don't move your grandfather, then your grandfather will die here today." ”

When she came over just now, she observed that the nanny and the driver of the Ren family were fine, after all, they were young.

But the owner of the Maserati in front of him is old, and the driver of their family is not a big problem, but only this old man can't hold out until the ambulance appears.

"Who are you? Why do you say my grandfather is going to die here today? What are you? The girl cried even more fiercely after hearing Mu Qing's words, but she didn't forget to look at Mu Qing angrily.

But her face was full of tears, and she still made an angry look, which was really ridiculous.

"It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that your grandfather is old and simply can't wait for the ambulance to appear. If you're really good for your grandfather, get out of the way for me right away. Mu Qing's brows furrowed fiercely, if she didn't make a move, the old man in front of her would probably return to the West.

"This old man is no longer good, even if Hua Tuo is alive, I'm afraid he is doomed to be hopeless." On one side, a middle-aged man wearing glasses suddenly approached the old man, and after observing it, he said his conclusion.