Chapter 822 I Am Responsible for the Accident

Lin Shuang had completely lost her mind. She couldn't tell who the people around her were, and she only knew how to blindly hold Xiao Ye in her arms.

"Sister Lin Shuang, it's me. Would you let me take a look first? What if there is still help for one night?"

"no, do not want……"

Lin Shuang's hair was messy, like a lunatic.

She shook her head in confusion, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Song Yaoyao gently took Xiaoye's hand and touched it.

No pulse.

But in the dark, Song Yaoyao felt that this should not be the case. Xiaoye's life should not end, he will not die!

"Yi Ting, take Lin Shuang away!"

Huo Yunque commanded in a deep voice, his eyes cold and stern.

Yi Ting closed his eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand, and slashed directly at the back of Lin Shuang's neck.

Song Yaoyao quickly snatched Xiao Ye from Lin Shuang's arms, turned around and ran away.

"Find me a quiet room and ask Huo Si to bring my silver needle."

Fortunately, she has the habit of carrying a silver needle with her in case of emergency.

"I'm coming, you go get ready."

Huo Yunque took Xiao Ye from Song Yaoyao's arms. At this time, he was calm and composed, like a needle in the sea. It seems that as long as he is in command of the scene, all difficulties will be solved.

Before he could speak, Song Yaoyao nodded immediately.

Say what you need and let the servant prepare it.

"Stop! Where are you taking my grandson?! Stop for me!"

Song Yaoyao took a step and looked at the old lady Yi who didn't know when she appeared on crutches.

Huo Yunque placed his palm on Song Yaoyao's back and patted it lightly.

His tone was calm and calm, "I'm responsible for the accident."

In an instant, the powerful aura of the whole body slammed into the surroundings overwhelmingly.

The air seemed to freeze.

"Grandma, I believe in the second brother."

Even if it can't be saved, it's still life.

The Yi family's old house is located in a remote location, and Xiao Ye didn't have that much time to wait for the ambulance to arrive.

After Yi Ting finished speaking, he bent down and picked up the unconscious Lin Shuang, and followed Song Yaoyao's footsteps with great strides.

Fortunately, Tongtong was fine, but was frightened.

They leave soon.

Countless bodyguards guarded the exit, not allowing anyone to enter or leave, and at the same time, began to investigate.

All kinds of noisy sounds in the hall are endless, and people with weak psychological capacity are already on the verge of collapse at this time.

"Why search me? I didn't do it! Are you crazy?!"

"Stay away from me! When this happens, you might as well check your family members first!"

"That's right, the child is obviously out of breath. You don't want to send him to the hospital, but you plan to use the soil method? Do you expect us to bury him when something goes wrong?"

"I understand your feelings, but I refuse to do a body search. This is disrespectful to us! Is the doctor who took the child away? Who is it? You are not saving the child, but harming him!"

Mrs. Yi was trembling with anger, and she gritted her teeth, "Go! Get Yi Ting for me! What does he mean by asking him? If something happened, he didn't go to the hospital, but he actually believed the words of a yellow-haired girl? Is he crazy?"

An Ruoyao was stopped as soon as she came out of the bathroom.

She didn't know what happened yet, and walked to Song Jingwan's side in a confused way.

Inadvertently, when she saw Song Jingwan's eyes, she couldn't help but shudder.

Jiang Tianqi wiped away her tears and sighed, "Grandma, I don't know how late you came, Xiao Ye... he's out of breath! To put it in a nasty way, unless a living god descends into the world, Xiao Ye is afraid that he is in danger! It’s really shocking to see such a fuss when it’s not too late to be sent to the hospital…”