Eighty-Five Sturdy Little Spicy Wife

As soon as the three of them arrived at the gate of the Xilaile Hotel, Zhao Dezhu hurried in, "Mr. Nan, why is it on fire? You are not injured, are you?"

"I'm fine!" Nan Zhi didn't have time to ask where Zhao Dezhu had been just now, Shen Yan handed the unconscious Shen Tunan to Zhao Dezhu, "Captain Zhao, take him and Anan first! I'll save people!"

The fire is very big.

Some people have been injured and cannot escape the fire.

Shen Yan couldn't just watch those injured people die in the fire.

Nan Zhi also knew that Shen Yan could not be persuaded, so she followed behind Shen Yan.

Shen Yan turned his head and saw Nan Zhi.

The wet scarf covered Nan Zhi's mouth and nose, only her eyebrows and eyes were exposed.

The firelight reflected in the black eyes, the brightness was scorching.

"Shen Yan, no matter what happens, I will be with you!"

Shen Yan grabbed Nan Zhi's arm, "Follow me!"

The two rushed into the lobby.

An old lady about sixty years old fell to the ground, her ankles were swollen and high.

She screamed, "Little Tiger! Little Tiger!"

Nan Zhi and Shen Yan helped her up, and she held onto Shen Yan's arm tightly, "Comrade, save my grandson! I ate with him in the box on the third floor, and he wanted to go to the bathroom during the meal! Then It's on fire, I didn't see him come out!"

At this time, the little boy's fearful voice sounded: "Grandma! Grandma!"

The three of them looked and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy huddled in a corner, with flames billowing in front of him.

"Little Tiger!" The old lady was in a hurry, ignoring her sprained ankle, she was about to rush over.

"Old lady, my wife will carry you out first! I'll save your grandson!" After Shen Yan finished speaking, she stood up and ran towards the little boy.

Nan Zhi is tall and tall, she often does farm work, and her strength is much stronger than that of ordinary women.

She carried the old lady on her back, "Old lady, don't worry! My man is a veteran, and he will definitely save your grandson!"

Even though she said that, she was extremely anxious in her heart.

While striding towards the door with the old lady on his back, he looked back nervously.

Seeing Shen Yan kicking away the burning beam and striding towards the little boy, he felt relieved.

She carried the old lady out of the fire, and the old lady said anxiously: "Why hasn't that comrade come out with my grandson on his back?"

"Old lady, don't worry! I'll go back and have a look!" Nan Zhi put down the old lady and ran into the hall again.

When she ran to Shen Yan's side, Shen Yan picked up the little boy, "This kid's leg was broken by the counter, I just fixed his leg briefly, let's go!"

Nan Zhi held Shen Yan's arm tightly, and when the three of them ran towards the door, Nan Zhi keenly heard a strange sound coming from above their heads.

She looked up and saw a burning beam falling down and smashing towards Shen Yan beside her.

"Be careful!" Nan Zhi threw Shen Yan and the little boy to the ground without even hesitating.

With a "bang", the beam hit the sides of the three of them, making a bang.

Before Shen Yan had time to ask Nan Zhi if she was okay, she saw Nan Weijun with a hideous face, holding a knife in his hand, and stabbed Nan Zhi in the back: "You lose money, go to hell!"

Shen Yan's pupils constricted suddenly, and he pushed Nan Zhi away.

He was still holding the little boy in his arms, and he couldn't get rid of the knife in the hand of the Southern Guard.

The instinctive reaction made him push the child into Nan Zhi's arms.

At this moment, the knife in the hand of the Southern Guard also stabbed down and pierced into Shen Yan's chest.

"Shen Yan!" Nan Zhi cried out heart-piercingly.

Shen Yan held back the severe pain, grabbed the knife in Nanweijun's hand, and kicked the Nanweijun away.

The southern guard fell to the ground and wanted to get up again.

At this time, the crossbeam fell again and hit him, and the flames immediately wrapped him tightly.

He made a miserable cry and kept rolling on the ground.

Nan Zhi put the little boy on the ground and crawled towards Shen Yan, "Shen Yan! Shen Yan!"

Shen Yan's mouth kept spitting blood, and he got up with difficulty, "Don't cry! I'm fine..."

He wanted to reach out to wipe away Nan Zhi's tears, but his eyes darkened and he fell into the boundless darkness.

……

The fire at the Xilaile Hotel was fierce this time.

Ten people were injured, two seriously.

The two seriously injured were Shen Yan and Nan Weijun.

The southern guard's knife pierced Shen Yan's chest, only three centimeters away from Shen Yan's heart.

Fortunately, Xilaile Hotel is very close to the hospital.

Otherwise, Shen Yan's life would definitely be lost.

In the ward.

Nan Zhi sat beside the hospital bed, looking at the unconscious Shen Yan.

Although Shen Yan's life was saved, the doctor was not sure when he would wake up.

Zhao Dezhu looked at Nan Zhi with guilt on his face: "Mr. Nan, I'm sorry! I saw my son was kidnapped and I was in a hurry to save him, but I didn't have time to inform you! When I rescue my son, I will go back When we returned to the Xilaile Hotel, the hotel was already on fire!"

The cause of the fire was the malicious arson of the Southern Guards on the second floor.

If Zhao Dezhu had been guarding the door of Nan Zhi's box all the time, the Southern Guards would have no chance of arson.

When Nan Zhi heard what Zhao Dezhu said, she knew that not only the wine she and Shen Tunan drank last night, but also the fire last night were deliberately arranged by someone.

Nan Zhi stayed up all night, her eyes were red, and there was an indescribable cruelty in her eyes, "Captain Zhao, it has nothing to do with you. Your son was almost kidnapped, as long as nothing happened. You go back first and accompany him well. Your son and your wife."

Zhao Dezhu also knew that the fire last night was too strange, so how could he leave in peace?
At this time, Shen Tunan woke up after drinking and entered the ward.

"How did my brother get hurt? What's going on?" He had no memory of what happened last night.

Woke up this morning and found myself in the hospital.

With red eyes, Nan Zhi looked at Shen Tunan: "Is Shen Yan your brother?"

Zhao Dezhu quietly left the ward when he saw Nan Zhi and Shen Tunan talking.

Shen Tunan's eyes were also red, and he looked at Shen Yan who was lying on the hospital bed.

"Yes. Although I have no blood relationship with him, he is my brother. Sister-in-law, I don't know why you married him, but said that the man who looks like me is your husband. All I know is, My brother loves you very much."

Even if Shen Tunan didn't make it clear, Nan Zhi understood.

The young painter Wang Haiyang with excellent painting skills must have been invited by Shen Yan.

Otherwise, Shen Tunan wouldn't know that the person she was looking for looked like him.

This man secretly did so many things for her.

But she was blind, she didn't realize that Shen Zhubei was the one she was looking for.

Nan Zhi held Shen Yan's hand tightly, her voice was very hoarse: "I love him too."

A man's angry voice came from outside the door: "Nan Zhi, come out!"