"Bullshit Ximen family, bullshit Mo."
Yao Kuang was drunk and muttered something while drinking.
Because of his unclear speech, Ye Hong didn't understand the second half of what he said.
I couldn't help but ask: "What's Mo?"
However, Yao Kuang didn't seem to hear it and fell drunk on the table as he spoke.
Ye Hong frowned and thought silently.
That night, Yao Kuang was so drunk that he was finally carried back to his room by Chang Bo and several servants.
"I haven't seen dad so happy for a long time."
Yao Ling looked at Ye Hong with gratitude and said, "Saviour, I really don't know how to thank you."
The corner of Ye Hong's mouth twitched slightly: "Just don't call me the savior from now on."
"Why?" Yao Ling tilted her head and looked straight at Ye Hong with her pure eyes.
"Forget it, just do whatever you want." Ye Hong said, stroking his forehead as he had a headache.
Yao Ling grew up in this closed Yao family, and her way of thinking about things is indeed different from that of people outside.
"Brother Ye, have three more drinks!"
Before entering the bedroom, Yao Kuang had his eyes closed and was still mumbling, making Ye Hong smile bitterly.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Yao Qianshu and Yao Ling were bidding farewell to Ye Hong and Jiang Yu at the door.
Yao Qianshu said that he had been away from home for too long and wanted to stay at home for a few more days to accompany Yao Kuang and Yao Ling.
As for the Night Cat Group, he had already asked for leave from Huang Wenfeng.
But just when a few people stepped out of the door, they suddenly heard Chang Bo's exclamation from Yao's house: "It's not good! The eldest master, he, he!"
The expressions of the four people changed, and they all ran back towards the house.
Ye Hong, who was the fastest, was like a gust of wind and arrived outside the master's bedroom in less than a moment.
At this time, the bedroom door opened, and a large number of people from the Yao family gathered around.
They gathered at the door with panicked expressions and kept looking inside.
Seeing Ye Hong arriving, several of them immediately shouted: "Doctor Ye is here, everyone, get out of the way!"
As soon as Ye Hong stepped into the door, he smelled a familiar pungent smell.
He had also smelled this smell when he helped Yao Kuang remove toxins the day before yesterday.
Yao Kuang was poisoned again!
On the bed, Yao Kuang was lying on it silently.
His face was dull, as if covered by a shadow.
Chang Bo was wiping tears at the side. When he saw Ye Hong coming in, his lips trembled and he said: "Ye, Master Ye, I heard the master's scream and rushed over immediately, and the result was, I saw..."
As he spoke, he broke down in tears.
Ye Hong's heart skipped a beat and he put his hand on Yao Kuang's pulse.
Then, he shook his head silently.
Chang Bo cried even more sadly.
When Yao Qianshu and other Yao family members rushed to the scene panting, Ye Hong was already standing at the door.
"Brother, your medical skills are so great. My dad will be fine, right?"
Yao Qianshu had no idea how forced his smile was now.
Yao Ling felt the atmosphere at the scene and was too scared to speak, clutching her chest tightly.
Ye Hong shook his head at the brother and sister and sighed: "I'm sorry and accept the change."
"No!"
"How, how could it be possible?"
The brother and sister, one furious and the other weeping, almost collapsed.
They could not accept that a kind father who had a long talk with them yesterday had now turned into a cold corpse.
"Let me in!"
Yao Qianshu angrily pushed away the crowd at the door, but Ye Hong stretched out his hand to stop him.
There was an unbreakable coldness in his eyes: "No one can go in from now on, because
This is already a murder scene. "
(End of chapter)