They rushed Song Yanqing to the hospital as quickly as possible. This was no longer something that the family doctor could handle.
When he arrived at the hospital, they took him to the emergency room.
However, they could not figure out the reason; they could only see that Song Yanqing’s vital signs were almost gone.
All his organs were beginning to fail.
This was already a sign of death.
All they could do was tell Song Siyin this news.
While the experts were blabbering on, Mrs. Song almost fainted from crying.
The Song family had all rushed over one after another. Ah-Ling was in a state of anxiety as he thought about what Qiao Jin had said earlier.
As a modern-era person, he didn’t believe in this kind of stuff, but now his mind was completely blown. His hands were already numb, and he trembled as he dialed the Mu family’s number.
He was just a bodyguard, but when he dialed their phone number, the butler who answered the call quickly transferred the call to Mu Zhenming.
Then, Qiao Jin left the house immediately.
The sky of the entire imperial capital tonight was suffocating and abnormal. As Qiao Jin rushed to the hospital, she could hardly see the death energy.
The death spirit was dissipating, which proved that Song Yanqing was almost gone.
When she arrived at the hospital, there was a Rolls-Royce parked at the front entrance, but it didn’t belong to anyone in the Song family.
She glanced at it casually, then quickly rushed into the hospital.
At that very moment, on Song Yanqing’s floor, Mrs. Song immediately fainted when she heard that Song Yanqing could no longer be rescued.
Two minutes earlier, the hospital had announced that Song Yanqing had died.
The Song family didn’t accept this reality at all. Song Siyin’s eyes were open, and he did not faint, but his mind was completely blank.
Just then, he didn’t even know who he was.
Song Yanqing had an elder sister who was beautiful and graceful. She had come back home for his birthday banquet. Now, she was holding the unconscious Mrs. Song, her face as grey as death.
Ah-Ling knelt on the ground with tears welling up in his eyes.
He had been selected to accompany Song Yanqing a long time ago and had been with him ever since he was a child. He’d received the same elite education that Song Yanqing received. With Song Yanqing’s help, he’d won the respect of the Song family.
He had excellent martial arts talent and stayed with Song Yanqing to protect him. Since childhood, Song Yanqing had been like a brother to him. The two enjoyed a very intimate relationship, and he’d never thought that Song Yanqing, only twenty-five years old, would pass away so soon.
The young master was still so young, so young!
He was obviously so talented and so smart, so why was God so unfair?!
When Qiao Jin emerged from the elevator, she was not allowed to enter. The hesitant bodyguard relented, however, when she said, “I can save Song Yanqing.”
She hadn’t been in a hurry to go out, so she was dressed in an extremely casual denim jacket. She looked like someone going out for a nighttime run.
When she appeared, the grieving Song family did not notice her.
But when she went straight through the crowd to the emergency room, a bodyguard noticed her. “Who are you, and what are you doing?”
Song Siyin snapped back to reality when he heard the shout. As soon as he glanced over, he saw Ah-Ling standing up, and although he was crying, he said with surprise in a trembling voice, “I called her, I called her.”
His voice sounded choked. “The hospital said the young master has already…”
Qiao Jin waved her hand dismissively. “You should prepare to jump off the balcony.”
Upon hearing this, Ah-Ling was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly got over it. Then, he felt hopeful.
Perhaps there was still hope for his young master?