Ye Qingqing ran in and immediately saw the old lady lying unconscious on the sofa. Her face was pale, and there were horrifying strangulation marks on her neck, which had turned blackish-purple.
"grandmother!"
Ye Qingqing was startled, tears welling up in her eyes. She dared not approach, afraid of discovering bad news.
"Don't worry, there's still a pulse."
Lu Mo's words instantly calmed Ye Qingqing down. As long as there was still a pulse, she was sure she could save the old lady.
First, they straightened the old lady's body, then used acupuncture needles to stimulate her acupoints, and fed her a few drops of spiritual spring water. The old lady's complexion improved, and her breathing became stronger, unlike before when she was barely breathing and almost stepped into the gates of hell.
"What happened to Mom? How could this happen? Where's Liangjie?"
Sang Huaiyuan and Sun Qiuyun also rushed back. They were terrified to see the old lady covered in gold needles. They couldn't find Sang Liangjie either, and the couple were completely distraught. They thought that a villain had broken in and hurt the old lady and Sang Liangjie.
“When we arrived, the door was wide open, and only the old lady was inside,” Lu Mo said.
He roughly examined the area around the sofa, looking thoughtful, and pointed to the overturned chair, saying, "The old lady resisted before she fainted, but she only overturned the chair; there was no movement anywhere else, which suggests two possibilities."
"What's possible?" Sang Huaiyuan asked urgently, his eyes reddening.
It concerns his own mother and son; he's just an ordinary person right now and can't calm down at all.
Lu Mo continued, "The first possibility is that the assailants outnumbered and didn't give Sang Liangjie and the old lady a chance to resist, but this possibility can be largely ruled out, as there were no messy footprints on the floor."
"The second possibility is that the assailant is an acquaintance, and the victim was caught off guard and had no time to fight back. This is the most likely scenario."
Lu Mo actually had another guess, and he felt that this was the most likely possibility, but he dared not say it out loud, because he guessed that Sang Liangjie was the thug. The old lady only had time to kick over the chair. Even if she was old and frail, if the thug rushed in from the door, the old lady would have had enough time to get off the sofa and deal with the thug for a while.
The most suspicious thing is that although the old lady was old, Sang Liangjie was young and strong. What was he doing at the time?
Apart from an overturned chair, there were no signs of a struggle in the living room. Lu Mo couldn't think of any other reason besides the possibility that Sang Liangjie was the murderer.
But he couldn't say that now, since there was no evidence, and saying it would make Sang Huaiyuan and his wife feel uneasy.
Upon hearing Lu Mo's analysis, Sang Huaiyuan's expression changed drastically. "Who would want to harm our family?"
His first thought was that his political enemies were involved. With the leadership transition coming up in the second half of the year, many people wanted to remove him from office, and it wasn't impossible that they would send people to harm his family.
Ye Qingqing had already removed the gold needles from the old lady's body. Upon hearing this, she said, "Why bother guessing? The eldest madam will wake up soon. She knows best what happened."
The old lady had just lost her breath for a moment, which looked quite dangerous, but she would be fine once she caught her breath. Not long after, the old lady groaned and slowly opened her eyes.
"Mom, you're awake?" Mr. and Mrs. Sang Huaiyuan looked at her with joy.
The old lady breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her son and daughter-in-law, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is Liangjie?"
"Grandma, my cousin isn't home. Who hurt you?" Ye Qingqing asked.
The old lady's expression changed, and she looked somber. Ye Qingqing's heart sank as well. She exchanged a glance with Lu Mo. It seemed their guess was correct; the murderer was Sang Liangjie.
really--
The old lady said slowly, "It's Liangjie...he..."
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