The danger had been resolved and the Meng Family had just regained their senses when they immediately remembered Meng Rou, whose fate between life and death was still uncertain.
Mr. Meng, Madam Meng, and even the injured Meng Ruikai scrambled and crawled to Meng Rou's side.
Meng Rou lay there quietly like a broken rag doll, covered in blood with a big hole in her stomach, and there were no signs of breathing at her chest. Her whole body was ice cold, devoid of any warmth, clearly devoid of any vitality.
"Xiao Rou, Xiao Rou, wake up!"
Madam Meng seemed greatly shaken. She reached out, grabbed Meng Rou's shoulders, and kept shaking her, but she received no response at all.
Then, she held Meng Rou tightly, continuously murmuring, "Xiao Rou, it's fine, it's fine, mom is here, you'll be okay, mom will definitely save you."
Meng Rou, lifeless, was held in Madam Meng's arms, her eyes tightly shut, making it naturally impossible for any response.
