Er Ming ignored the push of the security guard and the bad attitude of the hotel waiter. He only rushed to Zhou Jiayin and looked at her.

Zhou Jiayin hit her head because she fell. At this time, she frowned and wanted to open her eyes, but because of the severe fever, she murmured vaguely:

"Aunt, I feel bad..."

Er Ming listened to Zhou Jiayin's tender words. At this time, he was so anxious that he was almost crying. He looked at Zhou Jiayin's hands, which were red and blistered for several times. He knew that if she was not treated in time, she would leave a scar.

Er Ming turned around, hugged the guard's leg and begged him to say:

"Uncle, I'll make a call with your mobile phone. My sister is ill. We can't find the hospital."

The security guard looked at the children and cried anxiously, thinking that they should not be lying, but at this time, the waiter came up, glanced up and down at him, squinted at them and said:

"Look where this is? This is a five-star hotel. This is not the hospital you are looking for. When you go out, turn right and go straight to find the hospital."

The waiter can be sure that these children either come to touch porcelain or cheat their mobile phones.

She said she would turn right and go straight and find the hospital. She just said casually that there was no hospital there.

She was sure that the two children were definitely instigated by adults to dress like this and come here to touch the porcelain.

"Are you going? If you don't, I'll call the police and let the police come and catch you!"

Er Ming grew up under his brother Jun, who told them to stay away from the police when they saw them, or the police would catch them. Knowing they've been stealing, I'll beat them up.

In addition, before they escaped, a child said that Junge had contact with a person in the police station, so Erming was very afraid of the police at this time.

Hearing that the waiter asked the police to catch them, he quickly got up from the ground, carried Zhou Jiayin on his back and ran out in a hurry.

Er Ming is only nine years old this year. He is very thin because of long-term malnutrition.

At this time, Zhou Jiayin, who was fat on her back, was afraid that Zhou Jiayin would fall and hunched out. It was very funny.

The two men walked to the door with Zhou Jiayin on their back and hit their heads on the rotating glass door. After he gave a cry, he entered the rotating door and ran out in a hurry, which made the waiter laugh in the back.

"I said the two kids came to touch the porcelain. Once they heard of the police, you should do this to treat such children. Don't look at where they can come in?"

Er Ming's knock was not light, because he ran so fast that his whole forehead hit the glass.

At this time, there was blood flow in front of him. His hand couldn't come out because he carried Zhou Jiayin on his back. He let the blood flow to his chin along his cheek and drip to the ground along his chin.

Er Ming ran down the steps when he ran into a man. The man was tall and strong. Er Ming bumped into him and fell back involuntarily. At this time, the man's big hand strongly helped Er Ming.

Er Ming looked up hurriedly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Er Ming was frightened. He was afraid that the police would catch them and that he would fall into the hands of his brother. That was really better than death.

Now he can't care about anything when he bumps into someone. He just wants to apologize.

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