Liang Yufan was reprimanded by Yang Qingshui today, and he held back the nameless fire in his stomach, but thinking that Ye Zhiqiu was going to die in Huangquan tonight, he was so happy in his heart that he thought about whether he should apologize to Yang Qingshui or something, so he took the initiative to dial the phone, but he never answered. He didn't give up, and he dialed the phone at Yang Qingshui's home again, and the person who answered the phone was Wang Mingdie.

"Who?"

Liang Yufan smiled gently, making himself more polite, and said: "Auntie, I'm Yufan, I want to find Qing Shui, but she doesn't answer my call, so I want to ask her if she is at home?" ”

Wang Mingdi said: "She went out with her classmates. ”

"Classmates?" Liang Yufan asked.

"A classmate named Ye Zhiqiu, you should also know him, right?" Wang Mingdi said.

Liang Yufan's whole person was like a lightning strike in an instant, his face was extremely pale, and he hung up the phone hesitantly, and his heart was cold. The task he gave was to kill without mercy, and he would kill no matter who was present when he started, thinking of this, Liang Yufan immediately dialed the special line he had to contact with the killer, but there were many sounds, and he couldn't get through, and his heart was even colder.

Liang Yufan sat on the chair with a buttocks, and he actually killed Yang Qingshui indirectly. So how should I face this matter, should I pretend that I don't know that the prayer did not leave any clues, or should I take the initiative to admit my mistake and hand over life and death to others?

Liang Yufan's expression was complicated.

……

Ye Zhiqiu drove all the way to the door of Yang Qingshui's house, and then stumbled into the house covering his wounds, and Yang Qingshui behind him hurriedly ran over to help, with tears on his face and extremely sad.

Yang Dongcheng heard the movement and walked out, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel nervous, and hurriedly ran over to support Ye Zhiqiu, who was covered in blood, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Qingshui was crying with pear blossoms and rain, and there was a lot of blood on his body, and he choked up and said: "Someone, someone wants to kill me, Ye Zhiqiu helped me block a knife, Dad, save him, he shed a lot of blood." ”

At this time, Wang Mingdi also walked out, frowned at this scene, and asked, "Send it to the hospital quickly, what are you doing here?" ”

"Nope." Ye Zhiqiu's tone was slightly weak because of excessive blood loss, and he shook his head and said: "Since they want my life, they will definitely squat me in the hospital, I know my injury, give me the medical kit, and I will come by myself." ”

Yang Dongcheng helped Ye Zhiqiu to the bathroom, and asked Yang Qingshui to get the medicine box. In the bathroom, Ye Zhiqiu used a dagger to cut open his clothes, only to see that blood was still coming out of the wound, and the black wound was obviously not small, not to mention that he didn't know how the wound was inside. When Yang Qingshui saw this scene, he choked up and cried again, and Wang Mingdi on the side whispered comforting to no avail.

At this time, Yang Dongcheng said in a deep voice: "If you don't worry, leave it to me, I also treated my wounds when I was young, and I know how to do it after a long illness, but you are poisoned, and you have to cut off some of the flesh, can you bear it?" ”

Ye Zhiqiu's lips were pale, and he didn't hesitate at all: "I'll come." ”

Before Yang Dongcheng could speak, the dagger in Ye Zhiqiu's hand flashed, and he cut off the deeply poisoned flesh at the wound, the knife technique was so fast that people couldn't see it clearly, a piece of black flesh fell to the ground, and the blood at the wound became more and more ferocious. When Yang Qingshui saw this scene, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he was not ambiguous, so he immediately disinfected him with alcohol and skillfully treated the wound.

Yang Qingshui on the side cried extremely sadly, biting his lip and feeling full of self-blame when he looked at this scene, if he didn't look at it with a curious probe, Ye Zhiqiu wouldn't be like this at all. Yang Dongcheng skillfully stopped the bleeding, and at this time, the personal doctor also hurriedly arrived, and immediately injected a series of drugs such as antibiotics before he began to stitch up the wound.

But due to the long delay, Ye Zhiqiu lost too much blood, and Rao is Ye Zhiqiu was strong and had the blood of the gods in his body, but he couldn't bear it, and in the end, his eyes were black and he couldn't bear it anymore, and he fainted directly.

When Yang Qingshui saw this scene, he thought that Ye Zhiqiu couldn't bear it, so he immediately cried out heartbreakingly, and pulled Ye Zhiqiu's body, and his voice was extremely poignant: "Ye Zhiqiu, don't die, don't die, what should I do if you die, Ye Zhiqiu, Ye Zhiqiu......"

Yang Dongcheng on the side just wanted to comfort a few words, but saw Yang Qingshui's crying stop abruptly, and then his body went limp, fell to the ground, and he fainted from crying.

Seeing that his daughter actually fainted crying directly because Ye Zhiqiu was "dead", Yang Dongcheng was also extremely distressed, sighed, carried his daughter into the room, and asked Wang Mingdi to change her clothes, and then continued to see Ye Zhiqiu.

Yang Qingshui was in a coma for a short time, and woke up in less than an hour. After waking up, he didn't shout, but his face was like ashes, he looked at the ceiling in silence and wept, his mind was full of scenes of Ye Zhiqiu throwing a dagger to save himself but being stabbed by a man.

The girl Huaichun already has very complicated feelings for Ye Zhiqiu, because he is happy or sad about his actions, and now he sees the person he likes dying because he saved himself, and he only feels that there is nothing to be nostalgic for in this world. got up and walked to the table in despair, took out a knife from the drawer, thinking of this, tears fell on the knife, and he wanted to die with Ye Zhiqiu.

Wang Mingdi felt sorry for his daughter, and was about to enter the room to see if Yang Qingshui had woken up, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yang Qingshui holding a knife and preparing to cut his wrists. ”

Yang Qingshui looked up at his mother, tears fell vigorously, and he choked with tears: "He, he died to save me, I don't live anymore, I also die." ”

"You idiot, he's not dead." Wang Mingdi walked over cautiously and whispered comfort.

Yang Qingshui was stunned for a moment, then thought of Ye Zhiqiu's appearance, and asked in disbelief: "Don't lie to me, he will die in front of me, and you still want to lie to me." ”

Wang Mingdi said helplessly: "It's really not dead, mom still lied to you?" If you don't believe it, you can go and see that he's lying in bed now. ”

Yang Qingshui didn't say a word, he didn't even bother to put on his shoes and ran out, knowing that he saw Ye Zhiqiu's upper body naked and bandaged and lying quietly on the bed, the whole person was weakly paralyzed on the ground, gently stroking Ye Zhiqiu's face, tears were still flowing, but there was a smile on his face.

"You are not allowed to die, and I haven't repaid you for saving your life?"

And Yang Dongcheng and his wife, who were standing outside the door, looked at this scene, their faces were full of sadness, and they looked at each other, not knowing what to do to make their stupid daughter not fall into the depths.

But Wang Mingdi thought that Yang Qing actually wanted a piece of martyrdom just now, and his heart was full of bitterness, so he could only say to his husband: "Forget it, this matter is strange, don't worry about these things first, wait for Ye Zhiqiu to wake up and ask about the situation." Anyway, he saved Qing Shui, who is our benefactor. ”

Yang Dongcheng nodded, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and said: "No matter who it is, but if you want to kill my daughter, that is my enemy, I must let him be broken into pieces." ”