Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

This incident caused a big stir, and Ling Yanling only found out about it after being reminded by someone in the live broadcast room.

He had just resumed live streaming and thought Wen Shiyun was just out for a stroll.

After that live broadcast, many loyal fans of the live broadcast room recognized him as the man who went down to the tomb that day.

So while the live broadcast room on the opposite side was in a state of anxiety, many young fans rushed over to tip him off and asked him to go and save Wen Shiyun.

The news from netizens came faster than that from Wu Qingyu and Lin Zha.

[Brother Ling, your love is about to die at the hands of another woman, please go and save her!!!]

[Stop live streaming, Brother Ling. Oh my god, something happened to Shiyun baby. Go check it out.]

[What are you talking about, who is who, I'm watching the live broadcast, please stop messing with me!]

"No, sister, human life is more important. That beautiful woman is Ling Shen's friend, and she might even be our future sister-in-law. We can't let her get killed just for this live broadcast."

[Anyone call the police? Hurry up, no kidding!!!]

Ling Yanling's black eyes accidentally swept across the barrage, catching a certain keyword. His pupils shrank slightly, and after taking out his phone to confirm something, he hurriedly said,

"Sorry, something urgent happened, I have to leave now."

The live broadcast room was shut down instantly.

He switched to Cheng Ziquan's live broadcast room and recognized it as the night box at a glance.

Without time to think, he drove out like a rocket.

Under the car window, the man's eyes seemed to be filled with thorns, dark and sinister. He stepped on the accelerator and quickly turned the steering wheel, wishing he could go faster.

A hand pressed the Bluetooth, "Old Xu, are the police out? Night Box."

Night Box,

The man's voice was low, wrapped in the sound of the wind, and penetrated her ears through the white noise in the venue, "Wen Shiyun, wake up."

She was no longer conscious at that time. She only felt the hands of the people holding her on both sides suddenly loosen, and then she fell to the ground, and then fell into a very warm embrace.

The sounds around were a bit noisy, with footsteps, scolding, and objects falling.

Wen Shiyun lowered her head, looking a little dazed.

Suddenly, a big hand covered her ears and turned her head over.

Suddenly, everything went dark before her eyes, and she buried herself in the man's warm chest.

The police quickly took everyone inside away, leaving only a few people at the scene to collect evidence.

Ling Yanling helped her up from the ground, tightened his arms around her waist, looked at her dazed look, and said in a low and hoarse voice,

"Are you okay?"

A police officer wanted to find her to record a statement, but the leader stopped him and said, "Everyone, go back first. I will have them come to the police station again later."

Soon they were the only two people left in the box.

She wanted to shake her head, but she felt so weak, as if she were in a cotton field, and she was sweating profusely.

Wen Shiyun felt that her consciousness was clear, but her body seemed to be separated from her. The mere puncture of the needle without the injection of liquid had such a strong effect.

She frowned, not daring to imagine what would happen if all of it was injected. Cheng Ziquan...really wanted to destroy her.

Wen Shiyun bit her lower lip and stretched out her hand that had been pricked by the needle. She was trembling slightly, as if she was still in shock.

"I got pricked, will I be okay?"

At this moment, she was a little flustered no matter how well she planned. She held the man's arm with one hand, tightening it continuously, and beads of sweat appeared on her pale and innocent little face.

"It's okay, I'm here, I'll take you to the hospital."

Ling Yanling didn't wait, she picked her up by the waist and walked out quickly, while trying to comfort her.

"She's going to pay for what she did."

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We also have to thank the influence of the majority of netizens. Not only did a police car arrive, but an ambulance was also waiting outside.

This is to prevent major accidents from happening, and it is also a positive statement from society to the public to calm the mood of netizens.

Ling Yanling had made arrangements in advance, and she was sent directly to the VIP ward without any problems, where she had her blood drawn, tested, and underwent a series of related detailed examinations.

By the time all the examinations were completed, she had been pushed into the ward and fell asleep.

"how is she?"

"The test results are out. She was only pricked lightly by a needle. She needs to be observed for seven days. If she shows no symptoms of addiction within seven days, there will be no problem."

"But something wasn't right when I brought her here."

"There's a very small chance it could be a psychological effect. Perhaps Miss Wen knew what was inside, and because of her sensitivity, she amplified the effect by pricking it. She might even be imagining herself having these symptoms. It's all possible, so she needs to observe the situation at home."

The doctor analyzed the situation as carefully as possible, and seeing the man's nervousness, he spoke to comfort him.

"If there are indeed negative symptoms, for someone like Ms. Wen, whose dosage is extremely low, almost non-existent, it's very easy to quit. There's basically no chance of addiction, so Mr. Ling doesn't need to worry."

"Miss Wen can be discharged from the hospital once she wakes up." The doctor bowed, straightened his white coat and left in a hurry.

It was still late at night and the hospital corridor was dimly lit.

There was no trace of laxity on the man's face as before. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were dark and fierce, with a deep look that made people afraid to approach him.

He made a phone call, "Old Xu, how is the police handling it?"

"All the evidence is complete, including the video recording. There were also confiscated illegal injections at the scene. They'll all go to jail. I estimate they'll be serving five or six years. Don't worry."

Old Xu, the leader of the police team who just responded to the call, has become the deputy director of the police station.

The two of them had some friendship, but it was more because Old Xu needed something from him, and the two of them became friends after a few interactions.

The man knew Ling Yanling very well. He would help as much as possible when she had something to do. Old Xu also contributed to the arrangement of contacting government officials to recover the cultural relics in the tomb.

"No, I want her to never get out." Ling Yanling's black eyes were deep, as if the abyss was churning inside.

"What about the internal investigation of the Cheng family's fund? Do you need me to inform them?" Old Xu asked tentatively. He knew some of the people in charge there, and those who made decisions were actually waiting for orders from their superiors.

The good or bad outcome of Chengjia’s investigation actually depends on the thoughts of the people above.

"Investigate carefully, investigate thoroughly, and sort it out thoroughly."

"I understand." Old Xu hesitated for a moment, and when he thought about how he treated the woman differently than before, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"So you've decided?"

"I promised my grandfather that I would go back and take over his business."

If he wanted to be strong enough to protect her, his own strength alone was far from enough.

He promised his grandfather that he would no longer do live broadcasts and would take over the family business.

The only requirement was that he had to go to the last tomb alone - the bloodstone tomb made up of four pieces of puzzle.

If nothing unexpected happens, Qingyu will be able to locate the specific location in about a month.