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When Liao Muyang received the call from Chen Shan, he was completely puzzled.

He doesn't like to use electronic products such as mobile phones. To put it bluntly, he is a little out of touch with the online world.

Today, this matter has not only been posted on school bars, but has even started to spread waves in a small area on the Internet.

Chen Shan is specialized in crisis public relations, unlike Liao Muyang, but he will immediately know about any gossip storm that may be heated up. Lin Sheng and Liao Muyang are no exception this time.

Knowing Liao Muyang's habit of being out of touch with the Internet, Chen Shan only focused on the key points and quickly told Liao Muyang the general direction of the current situation.

Waiting for Chen Shan's words to finish, Liao Muyang's anxious face suddenly turned into a gloomy expression full of panic.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't care how much this incident would cause waves on the Internet. What he was worried about was that this incident would become a big one. If Lin Shuping knew what kind of situation Lin Sheng would be in now.

Liao Muyang and Chen Shan said they got it, and quickly hung up the phone, not allowing Chen Shan to conjecture about how much trouble this incident would cause in the future.

Chen Shan and Liao Muyang have been friends for many years. Seeing that the phone was hung up, he more or less understood why Liao Muyang's hurried tone was just now. , put all my energy into this matter.

Liao Muyang hung up Chen Shan's phone call, and the uneasiness in his heart that had lasted for a day had reached its peak at this moment.

He no longer cared about those miscellaneous worries, climbed up the ladder and turned into the yard of Lin Sheng's house, and strode towards the house with the lights out.

There is a glass sliding door between the courtyard and the house, and there is a layer of thick curtains. Liao Muyang quickly walked to the glass door and tried to push it open to see if it was locked or not.

But I didn't expect to be lucky, the glass door was not locked today.

It's just that the moment he pushed open the glass door, he realized something was wrong with the door. The glass door was too thick, as if it had some special meaning.

Liao Muyang was not mistaken, the glass door was specially used for sound insulation, and after he raised his hand and knocked twice, he finally made up his mind.

A sound-proof glass door, coupled with the fact that he didn't hear a single sound all night, made Liao Muyang's heart stop beating in an instant as if submerged in cold water, that kind of emotion that seemed to guess something possible in the boundless, Liao Muyang couldn't bear the panic and chill that was about to escape.

He pushed open the glass door, and opened the curtain without hesitation, but what he saw was a devastation that was several times worse than he imagined.

It doesn't matter if the things in the living room are in chaos, what matters is the people who are hanging by their hands.

The single-family houses in the old city are still relatively old-fashioned. The single-story roof still has beams hanging out. This kind of beam looks like it was specially prepared for suicide and hanging. , but apparently it does more than that.

Liao Muyang's heart suddenly contracted in an instant, and he didn't have time to look elsewhere, he just stared at the child's wrist-thick hemp rope tied Lin Sheng's hands to hang him up, but it wasn't completely hung up. Leaving room for more than half of the soles of the feet to touch the ground, I struggled hard with the rest of my strength, trying to relax the wrist that bears the weight.

Liao Muyang ran towards Lin Sheng at a speed that reached his limit, he held the child who was covered in cold and hot with one hand, and pulled the hemp rope desperately with the other hand.

Using the most violent but also the fastest method, Lin Sheng was liberated from the state where his toes were on the ground.

He hugged Lin Sheng, who was soaked all over, tightly in his arms, trying to warm up the child's unbalanced body temperature every minute.

Lin Sheng was too cold and hurt too much. He was running a fever, and the hot and cold feeling made him tremble uncontrollably until the familiar smell permeated the tip of his nose, the fear and despair that felt like he was on the verge of an ice cave. It was only a few minutes away.

He raised his hand and tightly pinched the corner of Liao Muyang's clothes, unwilling to let go, and the emotion that he wanted to cry but didn't dare, was finally completely released in Liao Muyang's arms.

There was no complete crying sound from the throat cavity, only a somewhat incomplete and weak breath sound.

The natural flaws are sometimes too cruel, and the only crying that can vent emotions is completely deprived of it.

Liao Muyang's current thoughts are like that tightly twisted hemp rope. Lin Shuping and the messy things on the Internet have all been left behind. He couldn't control his emotions, so he hugged Lin Sheng tightly and walked towards the door go.

He pressed against Lin Sheng's ear, and murmured with a bit of distress: "Sheng Bao is fine, it's fine, brother is here."

At this time, words were powerless at all, he could only hold tightly to the man who had been tossed so badly in his arms, opened the door without hesitation, and brought the man back to his home.

Lin Sheng's home is really soundproofed, the door that was closed hard did not disturb Lin Shuping who was sleeping soundly on the second floor.

Liao Muyang tightly circled Lin Sheng in his arms, and went straight to his home, the door opened so loudly that Da Mao, who was usually too lazy, got up from the cushion in alarm, and wailed softly at Liao Muyang and Lin Sheng One sound.

It's just that Liao Muyang doesn't have the slightest intention to pay attention to it now.

He gently placed Lin Sheng on the sofa, and raised his hand to take off Lin Sheng's drenched clothes. The mixed and hideous wounds exposed under the clothes made Liao Muyang's eyes red bottomlessly deep.

With the fastest speed, he finished taking off all of Lin Sheng's clothes, took two loose pajamas, put them on Lin Sheng, and covered them with a thick down jacket, before leaving the house with Lin Sheng in his arms .

Lin Sheng was carefully placed on the co-pilot of the car seat, Liao Muyang started the car at the fastest speed and rushed towards the nearest private hospital.

The injury on Lin Sheng's body this time could not be treated by applying medicine. This point Liao Muyang made the clearest recognition the moment he saw the person.

Public hospitals have a lot of people and have to wait for beds, which is not as good as private hospitals that can have the fastest and quietest wards for money.

Liao Muyang suppressed the sore emotions, and the off-road vehicle, which had stepped on the accelerator, drove crazily at the fastest speed on the deserted road in the middle of the night, until it stopped at the entrance of the hospital. This kind of madness was like a car race Kaifa stopped.

The car was parked directly at the entrance of the hospital. Liao Muyang didn't even have the time to think about anything else. Without even pulling out the car key, he got out of the car and ran towards the hospital gate with Lin Sheng in his arms.

Liao Muyang's pointing expression made the nurses at the nurse's desk at the entrance of the hospital panic for a moment, thinking it was some major accident that needed first aid.

The push bed was quickly pushed to Liao Muyang's side in the next instant.

While pushing the bed, the nurse asked Liao Muyang beside him, "What was the accident?"

Liao Muyang didn't have time to think about this sentence at all, and only responded quickly with the memory in his cognition: "Being beaten."

"With what? Where is the wound?"

"I don't know! There are injuries all over my body!"

Under the nurse's words, Liao Muyang's emotions were finally approaching the impulsiveness and collapse mixed with various emotions.