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When Huang Yong and others rushed back, they saw the scene of Song Qing attacking Zhang Yiyan.

"Ah!!!" Zhang Yiyan roared in pain, his magic power surged, and the dagger on his back trembled due to the vibration of the magic power.

Suddenly, the knife flew out from his back with a tremor and a strong momentum. Song Qing's body stiffened and he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He looked down and saw that a bloody hole had appeared on his chest, and blood was oozing out.

"Fuck!" Huang Yong yelled angrily, running forward like a piece of pork belly running at high speed, and punched Song Qing in the face, "Go to hell! You psycho! You lunatic!"

What gentlemanly manners, what about not hitting women, get the hell out of here!

She should have been beaten to death! Now she shows up to hurt others!

Ignoring Song Qing who was twitching on the ground, several people rushed forward to help, but when they saw Yan Junge lying on the ground covered in blood, they couldn't help crying, "Call an ambulance, quickly!"

Then he looked at Zhang Yiyan, "Brother Zhang! How are you..."

Zhang Yiyan slowly raised his head. At this moment, he looked as miserable and painful as an angel whose wings had been gouged out. His pale lips were trembling slightly and his back was so fragile that it seemed like it would break at the slightest touch.

A tear slid down her cheek, she smiled gently, and then seemed relieved, and fell limply into Yan Junge's arms.

"Brother Zhang!!!" Several people panicked again and started to perform first aid to stop the bleeding.

In the chaos, Zhang Tianming, Zhang Tianyuan, Zhang Yuzong and Xie Huai arrived before the ambulance. They couldn't believe what they saw. They had been away for less than half an hour, and when they came back, they saw this scene. How could they accept it!

Zhang Tianming knelt on the ground trembling, gently stroking the extra strand of white hair on Zhang Yiyan's forehead, tears immediately flashed in his eyes, "Baby, Daddy is here!"

Zhang Tianyuan immediately felt Zhang Yiyan's pulse and transferred his magic power. Zhang Tianming held Zhang Yiyan, held the back of his head, kissed his forehead lovingly, and transferred his magic power at the same time, "Baby, it's okay, it's okay! Daddy is with you~"

Looking at Yan Junge again, Zhang Yuzong tore off Yan Junge's suit and shirt. The knife wound on his chest had almost healed and the bleeding had stopped long ago.

After checking their pulse, they found that they were unconscious due to excessive blood loss and just needed to rest for a few days. Xie Huai immediately took out a blood-replenishing pill and stuffed it into their mouths!

Looking back at Zhang Yiyan, he had exhausted all his magic power to save Yan Junge!

Sighing in his heart, Zhang Yuzong had great magical power. He grabbed Zhang Yiyan's wrist, and a powerful magical power rushed into his meridians, traveling throughout his body endlessly.

His magic power was extremely powerful. While widening his meridians, it also immediately nourished the injured parts of his body like a trickle of water.

After the wound healed, Zhang Tianming finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't stop crying. Zhang Tianyuan wiped his tears for him, "Xiaoming, Yanyan is fine! Don't worry. Take Yanyan back first!"

He nodded randomly, picked up Zhang Yiyan and walked out, whispering softly, "Baby, Daddy will take you home~"

Huang Yong, Bart, Le Sheng, Chen Hao and Zhao Han protected Yan Junge and put him in the ambulance.

The next morning, Yan Junge was gasping for breath and finally opened his eyes. He looked at the white ceiling and his nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant. He realized that he was in the hospital!

I raised my hand and touched my chest. It didn’t hurt at all.

Recalling the events of the engagement party, he sat up abruptly and met Bai Fan and Yan Su's red eyes. They were both crying with excitement. "Son, you finally woke up! That's great!"

Yan Junge quickly glanced around the ward, "Where's Yanyan?"

"..."

The two paused for a moment, both looking unhappy. Seeing that he was anxious, Bai Fan spoke up, "Yanyan hasn't woken up yet!"

After a blood transfusion and the medicine given by Xie Huai, Yan Junge recovered quickly. He got out of bed and was about to go out, but was stopped by Bai Fan and Yan Su. "Don't get excited. You can't help even if you go!"

"Mom and Dad, what happened?" The banquet hall was so chaotic at the time. He protected his parents and gave the rope to his biological mother. In order to look good in a suit, he didn't wear the amulet for the only time and was stabbed!

Grass!

At this time, Huang Yong, Chen Hao, Le Sheng, Zhao Han and Bart came in with fruit baskets and supplements. "Uncle and aunt, you guys take a rest, we are here for you!"

Bai Fan wiped the tears from his eyes and nodded, "Thank you for your help! Xiao Ge, talk to Team Leader Huang and the others, don't be too impulsive!"

After they left, Huang Yong took out a fruit knife to peel an apple, "Brother Yan, Brother Zhang is fine, he's just exhausted and needs to rest. He's in the ward next to you!"

Yan Junge was still worried and walked out slowly. Bart and Chen Hao came to help him, one on the left and one on the right. Huang Yong was a little helpless, "Brother Yan, why would I lie to you? I'm really resting!"

“...Forget it, forget it, just go and take a look!” Huang Yong winked, and Le Sheng immediately went to open the door.

When they arrived at the next ward, Zhang Yiyan was lying on the hospital bed just as they said. He was not even connected to any treatment equipment or oxygen machine. Only his heartbeat and blood pressure were monitored!

Zhang Tianming and Zhang Tianyuan were standing by, and when they saw him coming, they just nodded. It was obvious that he hadn't rested well, and his eyes were red.

"Yanyan, Yanyan, why is this happening?" Yan Junge wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Zhang Tianyuan. When he saw the white hair on Zhang Yiyan's forehead, he couldn't believe his eyes, "Yanyan..."

Huang Yong put him aside and sat on the sofa, sighing, "Brother Yan, Song Qing is dead!"

"? Dead?" Yan Junge had been staring at Zhang Yiyan. He just frowned when he heard that. Suddenly, his expression froze for a moment. He remembered something and gritted his teeth and said, "Song! Qing!"

"She deserves to die! Even if she doesn't die, I will kill her with my own hands!"

Huang Yong nodded, glanced at the motionless person lying on the hospital bed, and sighed. He came here today to explain the whole thing to Zhang Tianming and Zhang Tianyuan.

"Master, Uncle-Master, and Brother Yan. We checked the surveillance cameras in the banquet hall and found that Song Qing had disguised himself as a staff member and hid in the banquet hall a day in advance. He must have been waiting for an opportunity to take revenge, but the people from the Conferred God Clan came to kill him! No one noticed him in the chaos."

"I also took advantage of your distraction and Brother Zhang was far away from you, so I was able to successfully launch a sneak attack."

When watching the surveillance video, their hearts were in their throats. That was the heart. Song Qing really wanted to kill someone!

Damn it!

After adjusting his mood, he continued, "After that, I took advantage of Brother Zhang saving you and had no time to care about other things, and stabbed Brother Zhang!"

Hearing that Zhang Yiyan was stabbed, Yan Junge's breathing stagnated, his heart ached, and he subconsciously held his chest, "Yanyan's white hair?"

When Huang Yong was talking, Zhang Tianyuan had already raised his hands to cover Zhang Tianming's ears and held him in his arms, not wanting him to be sad after hearing it. "Your wound is in the heart, and the wound is deep!"

"Yanyan used all of her magic power to heal you!"