Qiu Yan: "Money is just an external thing, of course it's about loving you." She started earning money at first to make a living, but gradually it became a hobby.
Upon hearing this, Gu Qian was overjoyed. He probably didn't even realize how naive he was at that moment.
Meanwhile, in the distance, another couple, Qiu Dafu and Jiang Liu, had been walking in the mountains for a long time, and Jiang Liu's feet were starting to ache.
Seeing that she was unsteady on her feet, Qiu Dafu said softly, "I'll carry you on my back."
"No need." Jiang Liu shook her head. Villagers pass by these mountains from time to time.
She didn't want to become the center of attention in the whole village.
She had barely finished speaking when she saw what was happening in front of her, and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Dafu, there are... people ahead..." Her lips trembled, and her legs felt weak.
Qiu Dafu looked in the direction she was looking and saw a woman hanging on a crooked tree in front of him.
Qiu Dafu was horrified and quickly pulled out his short knife, throwing it at the rope in the distance.
With a whoosh, the rope snapped, and the woman fell to the ground, unconscious.
Qiu Dafu ran forward quickly and immediately recognized the woman's face; it was Zhao Juan.
There was a striking purplish-blue ligature mark on her neck.
Qiu Dafu felt a chill in his heart and reached out to touch Zhao Juan's breath.
Jiang Liu approached and touched her nose as well. "Is it her?"
"She's gone." Seeing Jiang Liu's pale face, Qiu Dafu reached out and pulled her over. "Let's go."
He was going to find Zhao Yougui and his wife.
Jiang Liu staggered a step, turned her head, and saw Qiu Yan and the other person heading home in the distance. She quickly shouted, "Xiao Yan..."
It's such a pity that he died at such a young age.
At her call, Qiu Yan and Gu Qian turned around.
The two men spotted the woman lying on the ground and were both startled. They ran towards her simultaneously.
"What's wrong with her?" The one who asked was Qiu Yan.
After saying that, she shook Zhao Juan's body, "Wake up..."
Zhao Juan swayed twice, but showed no signs of waking up.
Looking at the woman on the ground, Gu Qian's expression turned sour.
"Hang yourself, Xiaoyan, see if there's any hope of saving her." Jiang Liu was still in shock, her words trembling as she spoke.
Qiu Dafu slowly shook his head. He had just touched her breath when Zhao Juan stopped breathing.
Without delay, driven by instinct, Qiu Yan placed two fingers of her right hand on Zhao Juan's carotid artery and silently counted to five.
There was no pulse.
Then, Qiu Yan pressed her fingernails against Zhao Juan's philtrum, and after about five seconds, Zhao Juan still did not wake up.
"Second Uncle, Gu Qian, you two turn around."
After saying that, she didn't linger and began to loosen Zhao Juan's shirt.
Although Qiu Dafu and Gu Qian did not know what Qiu Yan meant by this, they still obeyed her.
Then, Qiu Dafu ran quickly to Zhao Yougui's house.
With the clothes loosened, Qiu Yan steadied Zhao Juan's body, preparing to do everything she could to help her.
She pressed her left palm against Zhao Juan's chest, overlapping her hands, then raised her left hand with her fingers up, straightened her arms, and began to press down forcefully with her upper body strength...
Jiang Liu, standing beside Qiu Yan, kept a close eye on her movements, her heart pounding with worry for her.
"Xiaoyan, is there any hope for her?"
"Perhaps yes, perhaps no."
"Just do your best."
"Um."
Qiu Yan carefully helped Zhao Juan beneath her, pressing down on her upper body repeatedly.
Until Zhao Juan's eyes moved slightly, and her hands and feet also reacted.
Seeing that Zhao Juan had woken up, Qiu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and stopped what she was doing.
Fortunately, it was discovered in time.
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