Ye Qingqing thought Ye Mingcheng had done something stupid again and asked him several times. Ye Mingcheng was so anxious that he called Dr. Hu to vouch for him. Only then did Ye Qingqing feel relieved and hang up the phone.
But the unease in her heart grew stronger and stronger. Ye Qingqing was about to call Lin Shufang, but before she could make the call, Lu Mo called back, his tone very serious.
"Something happened at home. I'm rushing home now. Take care of yourself, stay quiet, and don't come back. Wait for my call."
"What's wrong with Mom? Did something happen to her?" Ye Qingqing's voice was shrill with anxiety.
"We don't know yet. Tsinghua discovered that someone cut the phone line at home, so she couldn't make calls. She rushed over, but now she can't get through to Tsinghua either."
Lu Mo was on the phone while driving, and he was also very worried because Lu Qinghua and Lin Shufang were in very bad shape.
"I'm rushing back now. I'm staying quietly at Yuanyuan's house. Tiedan is there too. With them looking after me, nothing will happen."
Ye Qingqing couldn't sit still. She knew medicine and could save people if they were injured. Lu Mo agreed.
"Sister-in-law, let me go back with you." Niu Tiedan was worried.
Tang Yuanyuan also said, "I'll take care of the child at home, everything will be fine. Let Tiedan go with you."
"No need. We don't know what's going on yet. We feel more at ease with Tiedan at home. Please take care of things quietly."
Ye Qingqing put on her coat, gave the siblings a few brief instructions, and then hurriedly left. Tang Yuanyuan's house was a ten-minute drive away from hers. To save time, Ye Qingqing floored the gas pedal. Fortunately, she avoided traffic jams and sped home.
Lu Mo arrived around the same time as her, a little earlier. There was an empty wheelchair parked in the yard. Ye Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. Where did the wheelchair come from?
She suddenly thought of Lu Qingquan. For some reason, the sight of the wheelchair reminded her of that bastard, and also of Lin Shufang's tragic death in her previous life. A pang shot through her heart, and she rushed into the courtyard before Lu Mo could reach her.
Her hand trembled as she held the key, and she missed the lock several times. Lu Mo took the key and quickly opened the door. He put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, everything will be alright."
"Quick...look where Mom is." Ye Qingqing's words were not very clear.
The door was pushed open, and a strong smell of blood rushed out. Ye Qingqing's legs went weak, and she collapsed onto Lu Mo, despair washing over her in an instant.
Even if she were given a second chance at life, would she still be unable to change Lin Shufang's tragic fate?
Lu Mo was also scared, but he forced himself to calm down. Perhaps she was just injured, or even seriously injured. As long as she had a breath left, Ye Qingqing could definitely be saved.
Soon they saw Lu Qinghua lying not far from the entrance, face down on the ground. The blood on the ground was almost congealed, a large, dark red pool, a shocking sight.
Lu Qinghua's mobile phone fell to the ground, about half a meter away from her hand. Judging from her posture, she probably wanted to reach for the phone but failed.
Ye Qingqing checked his breathing; though weak, he was still alive. Fortunately, the knife had missed a vital spot, but if they had arrived any later, Lu Qinghua would have died from excessive blood loss.
They gave Lu Qinghua a life-saving pill and then injected him with a hemostatic needle, keeping him alive.
Lu Mo searched everywhere but couldn't find Lin Shufang. However, there was a cut rope and a discarded rag in the kitchen, and a car was missing from the garage. Lin Shufang couldn't drive, so it was only possible that the thugs drove it away and took Lin Shufang with them.
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