Chapter 1494： Distraction

Ye Qingqing didn't dare to waste time, and asked Lu Mo to strip off all the hard coat and sweater, and then put him upside down.

She used the soul-chasing gold needle directly, wanting to catch Sang Liangjie's breath and grab someone from Lord Yama.

Sang Liangjie didn't dare to delay for a second, Sang Liangjie's chest was full of gold needles, and Ye Qingqing fed half a cup of spiritual spring water, so he dared to breathe a sigh of relief, but the string was still broken, and Sang Liangjie's pulse was too weak.

It's like a thin steel wire, more than half of it has been broken, and only a trace is still attached, and it may break at any time.

When Ye Qingqing pulled the needle, Sang Huaiyuan dared to say, "You... cousin, how is he... how is he?"

With a trembling voice and a terrified expression, Sang Huaiyuan didn't even dare to look at his lifeless son lying on the ground, and he didn't even dare to reach out to touch it, for fear that what he would touch would be as cold as death.

Ye Qingqing cheered up and pretended to be relaxed and said, "I'll be fine for now, take my cousin home first, and I will do my best to save my cousin."

Sang Huaiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and regained his senses, "It's better to call the police, we must catch the murderer!"

"There was no murderer, it was suicide."

Lu Mo shook his head, there were no signs of fighting by the pool, and Sang Liangjie's clothes were neat and had no scars, and Sang Liangjie's expression was calm, as if he was asleep, indicating that he dived voluntarily and was not forced .

Sang Huaiyuan's complexion changed drastically, his eyes couldn't believe it, but Lu Mo was always prudent and would not say anything unsure. He said that his son committed suicide, then nine times out of ten it was suicide.

"How could it be suicide, how could Liangjie commit suicide..." Sang Huaiyuan muttered to himself, unwilling to accept the fact.

"I'll check these later. Bring my cousin home first. It's too cold outside." Ye Qingqing was worried that Lu Mo would catch a cold.

Lu Mo's whole body was wet. It's winter again, and if the cold wind blows outside, her man will definitely get sick, and Sang Liangjie can't stand it either.

But she also thought it was strange, why would Sang Liangjie commit suicide if he was so good?

Are you lost in love?

Carrying the unconscious Sang Liangjie back home, Sun Qiuyun saw her son who looked like a dead man, and after shaking a few times, she fainted. Although the old lady was not dizzy, her condition was also very bad.

Ye Qingqing was busy in circles, sighing that this year is really bad for the year, so many unfortunate things have happened on the first day of the new year, and there will be no good omens in a year, bah bah bah... Ye Qingqing cursed a few words, and then meditated again. A few words of good luck will make my heart feel better.

Sun Qiuyun and the old lady are fine, just a few needles will be fine, but if they are listless, they can only get better if Sang Liangjie gets better.

"How could he commit suicide? I don't believe that Liangjie would never commit suicide... Someone must have harmed him. Find the police to find out, be sure to find out!" Sun Qiuyun and Sang Huaiyuan held the same opinion, believing that he was killed.

After Lu Mo explained his analysis, the couple fell silent. After a while, Sun Qiuyun said sadly, "I still don't believe it, Qingqing, can your cousin still wake up?"

"I'll do my best, my cousin Jiren has his own vision, so he'll be fine." Ye Qingqing was at a loss.

But she will try her best.

Ye Qingqing stayed at Sang's house to treat Sang Liangjie. The first 24 hours were the most important, and he couldn't do without people for a quarter of an hour. Gu Nianci at the hospital also needed someone to take care of him. hold on.

A day passed, Sang Liangjie was finally out of danger, and his pulse was stable, but he still couldn't wake up.

Yin Yu also knew the news, but he didn't care, and he was even a little proud. He was distracted and never wanted to wake up!