Qian Jun was very anxious. Confirming that the man was still unconscious, he squatted down, "Gao Ruyun, wake up, wake up."
But the person on the ground remained completely still.
The hospital team arrived first, and by then several families had come out, offering their own flashlights. The doctor squatted down to examine Gao Ruyun.
"There is no breath."
"Doctor, is there really no other way?"
"They've stopped breathing, can't be saved."
By now, the police from the station had also arrived. Today's duty officer was Song Qingqing's husband Shen Jian Country.
"Mr. Qian?"
"Mr. Shen, it's that beast next to me."
Qian Jun was deeply saddened and filled with regret. Why didn't he accompany her? Now it's too late to say anything. He couldn't admit he knew Gao Ruyun was delivering vegetables this late, otherwise, his reputation would be ruined.
"Mr. Qian, you'll have to come with us to the police station."
"Okay."
