"My God! What happened here?"
"Could it be true, as Lu Ping said, that the fortune of Madam Ye is about to end?"
"But how is that possible? It must be a coincidence, right?"
"Stop talking, a life is at stake. Hurry and save her!"
The sudden collapse of Ye Shuzhen startled everyone, and the countdown from seven by Lu Ping just moments ago echoed in everyone's ears, instilling an overwhelming fear.
Could it be that Lu Ping really wasn't lying?
"Someone, quickly carry Madam Ye to the side hall. It's an emergency; we can't wait for an ambulance now. I must do my best to save her!"
The voice of Hu Qingniu stood out amid the commotion of the crowd.
Immediately, several strong men stepped forward, carefully carrying Ye Shuzhen into the small hall next to the banquet hall.
Hu Qingniu then took out a row of silver needles from his backpack and followed them in.
"Everyone except Miss Ning and young master Lu, get out!"
Hu Qingniu began to clear the room.
