Chapter 1095

"The Ximen family of bullshit, the ink of bullshit..."

Yao Kuang was drunk and bleary, muttering something while drinking.

Because of his indistinct speech, night Hong did not hear what the second half of the sentence said.

"Ink what?" he asked

However, Yao Kuang didn't seem to hear that, and he fell drunk on the table.

Night Hong frowned and pondered silently.

That night, Yao Kuang was so drunk that he was finally carried back to his room by Chang Bo with some servants.

"I haven't seen dad so happy for a long time..."

Yao Ling looked at Ye Hong gratefully and said, "Lord Savior, I don't know how to thank you."

Night Hong mouth slightly twitch: "later don't call me savior Lord can."

"Why?" Yao Ling tilted his head, simple eyes straight looking at night Hong.

"Forget it. Let it be." Night Hong headache caresses forehead road.

Yao Ling grew up in this closed Yao's family, and his way of thinking about things is really different from that of people outside.

"Night brother, have three more drinks!"

Before entering the bedroom, Yao Kuang with his eyes closed is still mumbling in his mouth, which makes Yehong laugh bitterly.

There was no word all night.

The next morning, Yao Qianshu and Yao Ling are seeing off Yehong and Jiang Yu at the gate.

Yao Qianshu said that he had been away from home for a long time. He wanted to stay at home a few more days to accompany Yao Kuang and Yao Ling.

As for the night owl group, he and Huang Wenfeng have asked for leave.

But when several people just stepped out of the gate, they suddenly heard the cry of Chang Bo from Yao's family: "no! He, he...! "

They all ran back to the house.

The fastest Night Hong, like a gust of wind, arrived outside the master bedroom in less than a moment.

At this time, the door of the bedroom opened and a large area of Yao people gathered around.

They gathered at the door in a panic and looked inside. Strange book website www.qishuw.com

Seeing the arrival of Yehong, several of them immediately called out: "the night doctor is coming, everyone get out of the way!"

Night Hong just stepped into the door, then smell a familiar pungent smell.

He had also heard this smell when he helped Yao Kuang clear the toxin the day before yesterday.

Yao Kuang... This is poisoning again!

On the bed, Yao Kuang lay silent on it.

His face was as dull as a shadow.

At the moment, Chang Bo kept weeping. When he saw Yehong come in, his lips trembled and said, "ye ye, ye young master, I heard the master's scream and rushed over immediately. As a result, I saw..." he was already in tears.

Ye Hong's heart cluttered and put his hand on Yao Kuang's pulse.

Then he shook his head in silence.

Chang Bo cried more bitterly.

When Yao Qianshu and other Yao family members arrived at the scene, Yehong was already standing at the door.

"Big brother, you are so good at medicine. My father is OK, isn't he?"

Yao Qianshu did not know how reluctant his smile was now.

Yao Ling felt the atmosphere of the scene, had been afraid to speak, tightly covered his chest.

Ye Hong shook his head to the two brothers and sisters and sighed, "it's easy to be sad."

"No!"

"How, how..."

the two brothers and sisters were angry and sobbing, almost collapsed.

They can't accept a kind father who had a long talk with them yesterday. Now he has turned into a cold corpse.

"Let me in!"

Yao Qianshu angrily pushes open the crowd at the door, but is stopped by Ye Hong.

"From now on, no one can go in, because...

this is the scene of the murder."