447: The child is already dead!

The child is already dead!

Meanwhile, inside.

Father Xi was anxious and Madam Xi had cried her eyes out. The little bun laid there with a pale face. His eyes were closed, and there were no fluctuations in his breathing.

Madam Xi was crying so hard that she was about to faint.

Xi Ting pursed his lips, and his eyes were filled with malice.

"Seal the exit. If we don't find the murderer, don't think about leaving. Not even if you're a mosquito!"

Doctor Wu stood there helplessly. Old Master Xi's face looked as if he had aged 10 years or so. The old madam's tears could not stop. 

Xi Ting stood there with murderous intent in his eyes. Xi Jung too felt helpless, but he still advised his brother, "Brother, call sister-in-law for help. She is such a good doctor; she could definitely help."

Xi Ting's eyes regained some shine hearing Xi Jung's suggestion, "Go, find Qin Yan. Call her over immediately."

*

"What's going on?"

Qin Yan's face darkened. As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Madam Xi's cries from inside.

"Let go of me! Bao Bao is not dead! You're lying to me! Call an ambulance! Is it here yet? Bao Bao, wake up, don't scare granny…"

"Bao Bao?"

Qin Yan's face turned pale. She finally realized why she felt uncomfortable. She pushed aside the crowd and was about to squeeze in. 

"Sister-in-law, you are here," Xi Jung came out and saw Qin Yan trying to squeeze in. He immediately pulled her inside, "Sister-in-law, please take a look."

Qin Yan's heart was beating fast, and her throat was dry. 

Xi Ting had thought that considering the bond between Qin Yan and the little bun, Qin Yan would not be able to contain herself and break down.

However, Qin Yan did not break down on the spot like Xi Ting had predicted.

Instead, what he did not expect was to see Qin Yan's calm attitude towards the little bun who lay seriously ill in Madam Xi's arms.

Even though she clearly looked like a weak and gentle girl, her eyes were filled with determination.

She looked at the little guy, who was lying in Madam Xi's arms with a pale face. A wave of fear that she had not felt before rose from her feet to her heart…

Qin Yan took a deep breath and half-knelt beside the little one, "Let me take a look."

"Don't touch my grandson! No one is going to take him away! Get lost!" Madam Xi had entirely lost all rationality. 

Madam Xi's hair was messy, like a crazy woman's. She shook her head, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Qin Yan gently held the little bun's hand and touched it. There was no pulse. 

Qin Yan was only pretending to be calm but because she felt no pulse, her facade faded for a moment. Because there were still too many other people present, she could only force herself to hold it in and her eyes became slightly glazed over with stubborn tears…

Qin Yan felt that it should not be like this. Her darling should not die. He would not die!

At this moment, Qin Yan had already completely stopped caring about the gaze of everyone around her. She quickly snatched the little bun away from Madam Xi's arms, turned around and ran.

"Find me a quiet room."

"I'll do it, you go and prepare."

Xi Ting took the little guy from Qin Yan's arms. At that moment, he was calm and composed, like a god who had calmed the sea. It seemed that as long as he was in charge of the scene, all the difficulties would be easily solved.

Before she could say anything, Qin Yan immediately nodded. She told the servants what she needed and asked them to prepare it.

"Stop! Where are you taking my grandson? Stop right there!" Madam Xi came running out when she realized that Qin Yan had snatched the little guy from her. 

Xi Jung held his mother firmly in his arms to prevent her from rushing towards Qin Yan and the little bun.

Xi Ting followed Qin Yan's footsteps in large strides. They left quickly.

Countless bodyguards guarded the exit tightly, not allowing anyone to enter or leave. At the same time, they began to investigate.

The hall was filled with all kinds of noises. Those who were mentally weak were already on the verge of breaking down.

[Why are you searching me? It's not me! Are you crazy?]

[Stay away from me! It's better for you to check your own family first!]

[That's right, that child is already dead. You're not sending him to the hospital, but you're actually planning to use outdated methods? Do you expect us to be buried with him if something happens?]

[We understand your feelings, but I refuse to be searched. This is disrespectful to us!]

[That child…he's not even breathing! To put it bluntly, unless a living God comes down to Earth, the child will be in danger! Rather than hurrying him to the hospital, everyone's creating such a scene.]

Li Mei had just come out of the bathroom when she was stopped by someone. She still did not know what had happened and walked to Nei Mianmian's side in a daze. When she saw Nei Mianmian's eyes, she could not help but shiver.

Li Mei was terrified, "Sister Nei, what happened? Why is everyone talking about someone dying?"

It sounded quite scary.

Nei Mianmian heard this and sighed sympathetically, "It's the great-grandson of the Xi Family, he…"

She shook her head. Li Mei understood the rest without saying anything else.

"How could it be?" She widened her eyes in shock. "I saw him not long ago."

She couldn't believe it. Such a small child. She pinched the hem of her dress and felt a chill run down her spine. The dinner party that was lively a moment ago had now become a mess.

"Yeah, what a pity," Nei Mianmian lowered her eyes and her fingers that were holding her handbag turned pale.

*

Inside and outside the door, it was like two different worlds.

Xi Ting wiped his face. No matter how cold and tough this man was, his eyes couldn't help but turn red at this moment. His throat rolled slightly, and his voice was so hoarse that he could not say anything.

Could Qin Yan succeed? He also knew that the chance was slim. At this moment, what he needed was not comfort.

It was a miracle.

Lu Che was still playing games at home when he was pulled over in a hurry.

As soon as he entered the room, he was shocked by the strong smell of blood in the room. He quickly closed the door and asked in shock, "Miss Qin, what the hell…"

"Cut the crap. Come over and help."

The situation was even more serious than Qin Yan had imagined. It was said that doctors did not treat themselves, but it was the same for people close to them.

Because caring would lead to confusion, and it would affect a doctor's judgment.

Perhaps there were doctors in this world who were better than Qin Yan, but so far, the only one who could help the little guy was her.2

"Okay, okay, I'm coming! What do you want me to do?"

Lu Che knew the severity of the situation, so he walked over as he spoke. At the same time, he took out some alcohol to disinfect the wound.

The little guy's lips were already turning purple, and his chest did not show any signs of breathing.

At the same time, his entire body was filled with silver needles. There were cuts on his wrists and ankles. 

"Is there any way to save him?"

Lu Che checked his pulse, but he could not feel it at all.

Qin Yan did not know either. She took a deep breath. "Let's try."

If she did not try, then there was no hope at all. She believed in her own feeling that the little bun would not die! And she could not let him die. Even if she had to fight with the God of death, she was ready to do it.

Time passed, minute by minute. For everyone, what happened tonight would be unforgettable. The people outside the door felt like several years had passed. The more time passed, the deeper the despair on Xi family's faces became.

[It's already been an hour and a half. What's going on?]

[He had already stopped breathing. How can he still be saved?]

[To be able to pull a dead person back from the gates of Hell, only a God would be able to do that!]

"Stop talking nonsense!" The socialite who had stopped Qin Yan from entering earlier, pursed her lips and said coldly, "That's a child; a young life. Can you say something nice? Even if it's just psychological consolation, it's fine. Moreover, I believe in Miss Qin!"

She firmly believed that Miss Qin could do it. Absolutely!

[Hey, what's wrong with you, little girl? What we said is clearly the truth!]

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