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Although Ah Qiang yelled like this, he himself lacked confidence.If you look at the search, www>

Is it really just a bit of rags?

What does that little bit of shredded clothing mean?

He knew and believed in his heart, and Tang Yiling also knew in his heart that this kind of ending would happen.

If you are too sad, you will die! [

The car quickly stopped on the side of the road, and Xiao Chuan called for someone in the car behind, and the accompanying bodyguards who had studied medicine quickly took emergency measures.Moreover, he quickly drove the car to a nearby hospital.

After a few hours.

hospital.

Tang Yiling was in a deep sleep. The doctor who quickly called in said after an examination that he was suffering from other acute illnesses caused by excessive grief, which caused him to suddenly vomit blood, and he had to recuperate his body in the next period of time so as not to leave any sequelae.

Originally, Tang Yiling should also wake up. Since he was in a state of high mental tension for a long time, the doctor in charge of the Tang family suggested adding a small amount of sleeping pills to allow his body to get a full rest.

in the ward.

Ah Qiang also looked heavy.

Su Ying's death is not good news for anyone, and Tang Yiling is definitely not the only one who is sad.

Xiao Chuan was in a hurry. He was more or less responsible for this situation. If he hadn't believed the wrong news, he wouldn't have let the young master go to the old street, or this kind of thing wouldn't have happened!Now the young master is the only person in the Tang family who can talk about things. If something happens to him, it will be the end of the sky, and the island will have no owner. take over?

That bastard!

"Ah Qiang, please take care of the young master for me. I have to go out first, it will take about an hour. Please." Xiao Chuan asked A Qiang very seriously.

Ah Qiang nodded indifferently, but did not refuse.

Stepped out of the ward.

Xiao Chuan quietly ordered a few words to his subordinates, and then called that person.

As soon as the phone call was made, he said with a smile on his face, "Yi Yifeng, come out for a while, let's meet now, and my young master will reward you with some money."

The "One-line Wind" he called was the nickname of the person who sold him the news, and everyone in the industry called him that.