MTL - Master Quan Pets the Mysterious Wife-Chapter 227 suspended animation

   Chapter 227 Suspended Death

   There are so many injustices in this world, no one can escape, either accept the unbearable fate brought by fate, or resist stubbornly, everyone's choice is different.

In the private hospital of the Qing family, Qing Yu was given a critical illness notice by the dean after two or three days of continuous sleep. Qing Yan stood in front of the door, staring at the rescued Qing Yu in the glass together with the police officers in charge of guarding. , the man's face was tense, and his hands were clenched by his side.

The dean inside wore a mask and looked at the situation outside subconsciously. The bright yellow liquid in the syringe in the nurse's hand was smoothly pushed into the blood vessels of the woman on the bed, but within five seconds, the electrocardiogram on the side changed instantly. into a straight line.

   The police officer who stared at her with wide eyes was startled. The situation of Qingyu here doesn't look very good. Isn't this going to happen.

The dean nurse and the doctor were in a panic, all the defibrillators were put on, and the blood gushing out from the corners of her mouth could be seen falling on the nurse's white coat, and a little bit of red filled the air. .

   "What's the matter, didn't you say it's getting better, why did it suddenly become so serious?" The police officer in the denim jacket frowned.

Last night, the doctor said that he was recovering well and would wake up soon. Why did they go downstairs to buy breakfast and this man went straight to the emergency room. The glass door allowed them to see what was going on inside. , Qing Yu is really not optimistic.

Qing Yan's eyes were tightly locked, staring at the opposite side, his face was extremely cold, and his eyes were staring at the situation inside. Not to mention that the grandfather is missing, his life and death are unknown, and the only sister at this moment is almost gone.

   Such a big man was forced to collapse.

   The movement inside quickly stopped, and the people outside stood up instantly, and then saw all the medical staff around the bed bowing their heads in silence, the dean covered the white sheet, covering Qingyu's face.

   The two police officers bowed their heads voluntarily, the dead were the worst, and now Qing Yan's mood was heavier than any of them.

Standing in front of the glass, Qing Yan's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, his shoulders twitched, and he didn't know if he was sobbing. His shoulders opened his mouth in comfort.

   "General Qing, condolences and changes."

   What they fear most as the police is when they see the family members claiming the body, they are so heartbroken and hysterical, it is most likely to break the rational string in their hearts, and it is the same now.

  The door of the operating room was pulled open from the inside, and the nurse pushed Qingyu's body out, step by step, walking to be extra cautious. The police officer in denim got up and reached out to stop them.

   "Sorry, routine, I need to check."

The nurse took the initiative to step aside and watched him remove the white cloth covering Qingyu, revealing the woman's **** face that had slowly faded. After a moment of silence, she covered her face with the white sheet again.

  Qingyu was the only suspect in the Qing family bombing case, and she is now dead. All clues have been interrupted, and it may eventually become an unsolved case.

  Qingyan got up from the ground, his eyes were red, the whole person was controlling his emotions, he slowly stretched out his fingertips with trembling, but stopped in mid-air.

   "妤, brother will take you home."

   The nurse pushed the bed to the mortuary of the hospital, and Qing Yan followed closely behind. The whole person was trembling, almost unable to stand still.

  The two police officers stood behind them and stared at the opposite. This Qingyu suddenly died like this, and they still haven't reacted.

   "Do you think Qing Yan did this? Think about it, the Qing family is dead, will he be able to get all the property soon?" The police officer in a black down jacket suddenly asked.

The person on the side rolled his eyes, "You think it's what you think, you have already checked it out, Qing Yan has a good reputation, is filial to his parents, loves his sister, and is also a good president, and he inherited it five years ago. Knowing the Qing family, he is also the only son of the Qing family, and everything in the Qing family will belong to him in the future, so he will not be foolish enough to take risks to kill people."

   This is what an idiot would do.

Moreover, even if a person can kill his own relatives for money, he would not choose to kill the entire family. After all, the family has been doing it for a long time. These are four living lives. No one can stand it. pain of.

   "What should I do now, do you want me to watch Qingyu's body cremated?"

   "What's the matter with you staring like this when people see off their relatives, take the team back, don't disturb the peace of others."

The fact that   Qingyu is dead, it seems that the clues to the Qing family bombing have also been broken, and we have to find another way out.

Several nurses pushed Lian Yue on the hospital bed directly down to the basement level, but instead of going in the direction of the mortuary, they pushed the bed directly to the underground parking lot, where a black RV was waiting soon. Door pulls open.

After confirming that there was no one around, the doctor quickly pulled off the quilt covering Qingyu, and injected the intravenous syringe from her hand into her veins instantly. The doctor at her heart was relieved to hear her heart beating at a normal rate.

   "It's all right, Mr. Qing, and Miss's vital signs have returned to normal," the doctor said.

  Qingyan glanced at Qingyu, who was slowly recovering from the blood on her lips, and the big stone in her heart fell, "Quickly lift it up."

The person standing in front of the car obediently lifted the unconscious Qingyu into the car, closed the car door, Qingyan turned around, and said to the dean who came out, "Thank you, Dean Li for your help, and the next one will sparkle. Things are going to trouble you."

   "That's what it should be, Mr. Qing, you're welcome." Dean Li said standing on the spot.

This suspended animation was conceived by Qing Yan. Regardless of the fact that Qing Yu bought the bomb, even if she was not the suspect in blowing up the Qing family, her sentence would not be lighter. Qing Yu was already mentally abnormal. If she goes to prison for a while, she's really afraid she'll go crazy.

Qing Yan couldn't watch her sister's accident again, so she could only publish this second volume and take Qing Yu secretly away. No matter what kind of identity she would live in in the future, it would be fine. Anyway, she would no longer be Qing Yu of the Qing family. I will never come back to this imperial capital again.

   "Let's go, let's go." Qing Yan followed and got into the car.

The black RV drove out of the parking lot of the hospital, and went in the direction outside the city. Qing Yan sat next to Qing Yu, and the towel in her hand carefully wiped off Qing Yu's face just now. stained with blood.

   There is a hospital, and the most important thing is blood bags, and these things can also be faked.

"Yu'er, in any case, it's my brother who can't help you. I'll send you out of the imperial capital, out of this troubled place, let go of the hatred in your heart, and live like an ordinary person." Qing Yan spoke to the woman with her eyes closed. road.

   was unable to get any answer, and the person on the bed had already slept peacefully.

The car drove on a very stable aisle. Because the car with the best performance was selected, there was no bumpy phenomenon. Qing Yan carefully wiped the blood on his sister's face and hands, little by little. serious.

   "Squeak" the tires of the car made a very loud friction sound on the ground, followed the inertia of the stop and leaned forward, almost not falling to the ground.

   "President Qing, a car stopped us in front of us." The driver in front opened his mouth and said.

  Qingyan took a look, opened the car door and walked down. Two white sports cars stood in front of them. At this moment, two people got out of the car, Xiong Ni and Wen Fei.

   He stood there and didn't move, watching Xiong Ni pull back the woman in the car, Qing Yan rushed over with wide-eyed eyes.

   "Mom!" Qing Yan called out, checking Zhang Xue's situation.

   Zhang Xue was still as stunned as always, only his eyes moved a few times from time to time.

   "Mom, are you alright? Are you hurt somewhere?" Qing Yan asked.

   Concubine Wen looked at him and sighed in her heart, "We sent your mother here, so you will take care of her in the future."

This is what Lian Yue meant. Do not do what you want to others. The only thing she feels guilty about in the entire Qing family is Qing Yan. Zhang Xue has become like this now, and it can be regarded as retribution. Besides, what happened back then has nothing to do with her. relation.

   Return her to Qing Yan, and Qing Yan must be very happy to see that her relatives are still alive.

  Qingyan looked at Zhang Xue's situation and looked at the two women opposite her with seriousness in her eyes, "Where are my dad and grandpa?"

   Concubine Wen glanced at Zhang Xue and opened her mouth expressionlessly, "They paid their price and will never come back."

  To this day, this is the final destination of Qing Jianye and Qingshui.

   Even though he had already guessed it, Qing Yan, who was mentally prepared, was still emptied for a moment when he heard this sentence, as if he was hit by something from God.

   "Mr. Qing is a good person, but they are not. Whoever does something always has to pay a price." Concubine Wen said this.

  Qingyan lowered his head, stretched out his hand and wiped his face. When will the grievances be repaid, when Qing Jianye killed Qing Jianguo, he should have thought that one day someone would recover the blood debt for Qing Jianguo.

   All of this can’t be blamed on others. They were executioners in the first place. How can they blame others for raising their long swords.

   "Mom, let's go home"

  Qingyan pulled Zhang Xue, who knew nothing, and slowly turned around and walked to the RV over there step by step.

   Xiong Ni and Concubine Wen stood where they were, looking at his slumped shoulders, step by step, walking very seriously, but it was like stepping on broken glass and walking over step by step, but facing the bright light.

   There is one more chapter today

   (end of this chapter)