The accident happened to Mr. Song in the ambulance. At that time, he was so angry with Song Yuanfeng that he almost fainted on the spot. After Yang Lin helped him out, he vomited several mouthfuls of blood. After being sent to the ambulance, the old man's face changed.

He was pale and green, his body couldn't help but twitch, and he lay there straight, his eyes were dull, his mouth was slurred, and he didn't know what to say. (Just read the novel——Boiling Literature——·——Boiling Literature.huaixiu.bsp

Yang Lin quickly asked the nurse in charge of the rescue what was going on. The little nurse was busy and said that it might be hemiplegia and stroke, but it was more likely to be cerebral thrombosis!

Mr. Song had a body worth tens of thousands of dollars, so this was no small matter. Yang Lin quickly informed Liu Boyang of the situation, and Liu Boyang ordered Yang Linhuo to take the old man to the hospital, and he arrived soon after.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Boyang felt extremely heavy. Could it be that today is the day of disaster for the Song family? Why did the grandfather and grandson have accidents in succession? Song Jiayao's body is still cold, is it possible that Mr. Song will also pass away?

It was all damned Song Yuanfeng’s fault!

"Brother Yang, what happened?" Zhang Xiangdong asked quickly when he saw Liu Boyang's serious expression.

Liu Boyang strode towards the door of the villa and said calmly: "Go to the hospital!"

The large group of relatives at the door who wanted to rush in to settle accounts with Liu Boyang were so frightened by Zhang Xiangdong that they did not dare to make any mistake and stepped back one after another. The two of them left the villa as if no one was around.

Before Liu Boyang walked out of the door, he suddenly heard the noisy alarm bell ringing outside. It seemed that some relatives of the Song family finally couldn't stand the lawlessness of War Soul Hall and secretly called the police. However, after the police arrived,

But there was a conflict with the brothers from the War Soul Hall who were surrounding him outside. The police wanted to come in, but the War Soul Hall refused to let them in, and the two sides started to argue.huaixiu.bsp; Liu Boyang walked out expressionlessly, and the brothers from the War Soul Hall suddenly found him.

He lost his backbone and shouted in unison: "Brother Yang!!"

Liu Boyang nodded lightly, looked at the dozen policemen with loaded guns, and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

The leading police sergeant knew Liu Boyang, and he quickly came over and handed him a cigarette in a low voice: "Palace Master Yang, we just received a report that someone was causing trouble in the Song family, and we rushed over here. Look..."

"Nonsense! There is no such thing. I have been here today and I haven't seen anyone making trouble. You go back." Liu Boyang wrote lightly. This is a typical lie with open eyes. Just look at the lawless lineup of Zhanhuntang.

A group of people even dared to stop the police, but they said there was no trouble. Who would believe it?

"This..." The police chief suddenly felt embarrassed and said with a grimace: "Yang, Hall Master Yang, don't make it too difficult for our police to do this in broad daylight..."

"Is it difficult for me to speak?" Liu Boyang stared at him coldly and asked. Behind him, Zhang Xiangdong's face was covered with frost, and he stared at him with a tiger face!

The police sergeant broke out in a cold sweat and quickly surrendered: "That's good... that's good... Hall Master Yang, I understand..."

At this moment, a shrill howl came from the Song family. The sound sounded like Song Yuanliang's. He probably heard the police coming and deliberately shouted so loudly to bring the police in.

The police chief was surprised and said: "This sound is..."

"Funeral ceremony." Liu Boyang strode over without looking back. (Just go to read the novel——Boiling Literature——·——Boiling Literature.huaixiu.bsp; "Keep an eye on the door! Without Brother Yang's permission, any

No one can enter the Song family, and the people inside can't even come out!" Zhang Xiangdong waved his hand, and a large group of boys howled, not to mention the police, and the Song family was surrounded by water.

The police could do nothing but watch stupidly.

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Sister Hu Diesha, Sun Xiaorou, Song Qianxia and others in black windbreakers looked at Liu Boyang walking out of the Song family villa with worried faces. Before asking anything, Liu Boyang said irritably: "Go to the hospital again!"

In just one morning, Liu Boyang had already gone back and forth to the hospital twice. It was hard not to get tired of it, but it just happened that these things were happening one after another, and it was not enough until they were dealt with thoroughly.

——

Girls like Sun Xiaorou, Song Qianxia, ​​Ma Keer, Diao Chan and other girls really couldn't play any role here. Instead, they were worried. Liu Boyang couldn't bear to let them suffer too, so he found a few younger brothers to take them home first, and then he took them with him.

Sister Sha, Hu Die and Zhang Xiangdong rushed to the hospital.

In the car, Liu Boyang was trying hard to sort out the troubles in front of him one by one. Suddenly Gao Zhenfei called, "Brother Yang! I have good news for you!!"

Da Fei has always been a taciturn person, but when he heard his tone of voice being so excited and unprecedentedly public, Liu Boyang immediately sat up straight and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss Song is not dead yet!" Gao Zhenfei couldn't hide the excitement in his tone!

"What did you say?" Liu Boyang suddenly raised his voice and asked, his heart that had been silent started beating violently, and he couldn't believe his ears!

Because Liu Boyang's reaction was so violent, Zhang Xiangdong who was driving and Sister Hu Diesha who was sitting behind both looked at him in surprise!

"It's true! My second brother just asked a doctor to examine Miss Song's body to see the details of her poisoning. But the doctor found that although Miss Song had no heartbeat, her brain waves were still beating slightly! The doctor said

The young lady may have fallen into a state of suspended animation that is more real than real death! This is a severe coma. If the rescue is delayed, she will definitely die. However, if the rescue is timely, Miss Song may be able to save her life!

"

Liu Boyang was stunned. It took him a long time before he recovered from the sudden surprise, but his brain was still confused. Is this real or fake? Is it a dream or hallucination? Fake death? Resurrection from the dead?

Can dead people still live?

"Brother Yang...are you listening?" Gao Zhenfei asked.

"Here!" Liu Boyang suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked: "What on earth is going on? Did the doctor really say that?"

"It's absolutely true!" Gao Zhenfei said: "I don't know if Miss Song was dreaming before she died. Even though all the functions of her body were unconscious, her brain was still active! She still exists.

The doctor said that the last thought (5) was probably an unreal emotion that was just like a dream. After all, her heartbeat had stopped and her blood supply had stopped. When Miss Song’s dream ended, it was her real emotion.

When it’s time to die!”

"Then what are you waiting for?" Liu Boyang said hysterically: "Hurry up and let the doctor save you!! I knew God wouldn't be so cruel to take Jia Yao away! Xiangdong, drive faster - Dafei, now

How are you doing over there? Has the doctor started rescuing Jia Yao?"

Gao Zhenfei said: "He has already sent Song Jiayao to the operating room and tried his best, but now before he can relax, there are still two big troubles!"

"What trouble?"

"First, Miss Song was sent too late. We wasted too much time before. Her heart stopped beating for too long, and even her blood has cooled down. The frequency of her brain waves has become very small. The doctor said that the chance of rescuing her is no longer enough.

One percent! Two, even if the doctor can bring Miss Song back from the brink of death, the remaining toxins in her body will be difficult to cure. There must be an antidote! But we can’t get an antidote at all in a short period of time.

!”

Liu Boyang said coldly: "I'll figure out the antidote! Da Fei, no matter what, you can help the doctor do the rescue work now. I won't say anything else. I'm already on my way to the hospital. Wait for me.

Let’s talk in detail!”

Liu Boyang hung up the phone, and Zhang Xiangdong asked happily: "Miss Song is not dead?"

Liu Boyang nodded heavily, and most of the pessimism and anger in his heart had disappeared!

Sister Sha laughed and said: "Haha, God is really open-minded, lucky people have their own destiny!"

Liu Boyang dialed the number to Huzi with trembling fingers, and Huzi asked: "Brother Yang, what's the matter?"

"Is Song Yuanfeng dead?"

"Not yet, I listened to you and gave him my last breath!" Huzi said.

"Don't rush to torture him to death yet! Hurry and ask him about the whereabouts of the antidote that poisoned Song Jiayao. The sooner the better!" Liu Boyang said.
Chapter completed!