Something really happened to the Song family.
On Song Yanqing's birthday that night, his father Song Siyin still had a special chat with his son for a while thinking about the day.
Although Song Yanqing was weak, he didn't show any excessive signs, so Song Siyin was very happy to discuss the future with him.
At about 10 o'clock, Song Yanqing was told to go to bed early.
His life is extremely regular and a healthy routine.
But Song Yanqing didn't want to sleep that night.
To be precise, his drowsiness was extremely abnormal, even when he was working, he never felt so sleepy when he wanted to be sleepy.
He didn't know why, but he didn't sleep with one eye open.
There was a vase beside the bed, and Qiao Jin's words were always in his mind.
"After tonight, you're going to die."
It's just a girl talking nonsense, acting like a crazy person, no one will believe her words.
Song Yanqing couldn't help thinking about it.
He once thought that he might die, but he has survived for so many years.
Ah Another slept next to his bedroom. Because he wanted to pay attention to Song Yanqing's movements, the room was not soundproof, so that Ah Another could hear if there was any unusual movement in Song Yanqing's side.
The Song family was afraid that something might happen to him.
Ah Another was also careful, trying not to quarrel with Song Yanqing, and he didn't even dare to play with his mobile phone. He could be called a representative of contemporary bodyguards, and he lived a healthy life.
He opened his eyes, restraining the extremely strong drowsiness, and the wall clock on the wall was slowly advancing.
Lying alone, counting the time quietly, that kind of process is very tormented.
When he finally got to the moment when the minute and hour hands pointed to 12 o'clock, a suffocating force invaded his neck vigorously.
In the long night, monsters ran rampant, grinning at him.
Time is up.
This time the pain was different from before, Song Yanqing deeply realized that he might die.
His whole body was cold, and his strength was lost at that moment. He almost exhausted all his strength, trembling stupidly, put his trembling fingers on the vase, and then pushed it down.
With a "boom", the vase fell to the ground and fell to pieces, making a loud sound.
Ah Another jumped up from the bed almost instantly.
Song Yanqing's bed was covered with blankets, and anything that fell on the ground would not make a sound. He had the foresight to ask someone to move it away today.
When it was time to die, maybe it was some kind of premonition, but he was still a little unwilling and made a final effort.
Although he didn't know if it would work.
The moment the vase fell, he closed his eyes and his body fell limply.
That night, the Song family could hardly sleep all night.
Song Yanqing was taken to the hospital, and when Ajiao saw Song Yanqing's pale face, he realized that something was wrong.
He immediately arranged for someone to take Song Yanqing to the hospital, and at the same time notified the rest of the Song family.
Song Siyin didn't even put on his clothes when he woke up, and Zhou Zheng almost passed out when he saw his son.
A heavy shadow hung over the heads of the Song family. At that moment, everyone realized that Song Yanqing's illness this time was different from usual.
The Song family had a family doctor, but during the examination, the doctor's face turned pale.
Song Yanqing's breathing was already extremely weak, and he stopped breathing several times or even for a long time.
Like a person who is about to drown, he seems to be struggling non-stop.