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Chapter 1136: Find a Way to Save People First

    

lunch." Leng Zhujing then placed a kiss on Tong Yimo's forehead.Tong Yimo saw him about to go to work and hurriedly ran to the dining table, picking up a lunch box and packing breakfast for Leng Zhula...Yan Luo Wei was so frightened that she froze in her tracks.

She felt that Leng Yanchen was just like a different person.

But why would he say "angel"

They in Yan Guo worshiped their ancestors and there was no such thing as angels.

Angels…

Deep in my memory, someone seemed to have said something similar to her.

Yan Luowei couldn't recall for a moment who had said something similar to her before. At this moment, she was completely in a state of bewilderment.

Ming Sihan and Pei Xuan'yan, seeing the situation, immediately ran over and, with all their might, pulled Leng Yanchen up from the ground.

"Aichen! Aichen! Wake up!" Ming Sihan held Leng Aichen in his arms, shaking him gently while calling out.

He unintentionally raised his hand and saw that it was covered in dark red blood. Even Pei Xuan and Yan Luowei, who were beside him, were taken aback by the sight, their faces paling instantly.

"Take his coat off, let me see where he's hurt!" Bei Xuanyan was shocked and hurriedly asked Ming Sihan to help Leng Yanchen take off his coat and shirt so she could carefully examine him.

Seeing Leng Yanchen's wound on his shoulder blade, Pei Xuanyan asserted, "The weapon that injured him is poisoned!"

"We need to get him to the hospital immediately!" Ming Sihan made a quick decision, wanting to carry Leng Yanchen on his back.

Pei Xuanyan shook her head and said, "Going to the hospital is useless. Looking at the marks on his neck and the wounds on his shoulders, they seem to be caused by a long whip. Since it's a poisoned weapon, only the master of the long whip has the antidote."

"Is the weapon a whip" Yan Luowei came back to her senses and immediately went to Leng Yanchen's side, squatting down to check the strangulation marks on his neck and the wounds on his shoulders.

Whether it's the marks of constriction or wounds on the back, they all bear the scales-like patterns of a snake.

Yan Luowei was astonished: “This is a snake whip!”

"What is a snake whip" Pei Xuanyan had still never heard of it.

Ming Sihan frowned and urged, "Now is not the time to investigate the origin of the weapons, you should try to save Brother Yanchen first!"

"Someone can save him!" Yan Luowei, thinking quickly in the midst of crisis, immediately thought of one person.

Ming Sihan and Pei Xuan'yan both blurted out in unison: "Who"

"Summer!" Yan Luowei replied.

Pei Xuan'yan suddenly deflated and said, "She's in China!"

"You can go find Xi Xia's grandfather. Xi Xia's grandfather lives in this city! I'll call Xi Xia!" Yan Luowei continued, immediately getting her phone and dialing Qin Nianxia's number.

But no one answered....

Yànluòwēi dialed again and again, but still no one answered. Facing Míng Sīhán, she shook her head helplessly.

"Do you have any other way to find Qin Nianxia's grandfather" Ming Sihan asked eagerly.

Yan Luo Wei frowned slightly: “I only know Xia Xia’s grandfather is called ‘Utz Ast Salrein’. He is the largest shareholder and CEO of Salrein Pharmaceuticals.”

"That's enough information! I'll look into it!"

Ming Sihan immediately helped Leng Yanchen to his feet.

Three people together helped Leng Yanchen onto the bed in the bedroom, and Ming Sihan went to his suitcase to get his assembled handheld computer.

Pei Xuan and Yan Luowei watched as Ming Sihan held a palm computer in one hand and rapidly operated the keyboard with the other. The two were simultaneously stunned into silence by his speed.

As expected of a god in the IT world! Such awesome skills!!

Five minutes later…

Ming Sihan brought up Uz Azast Salien, Qin Nianxia's grandfather's personal information, and showed it to Yan Luowei: "Is this him"

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