He stood there, his eyes suddenly suddenly appeared, and only one sentence was left in his ears—

Wenxi died of a terminal illness!

Wenxi died of a terminal illness!

Wenxi died of a terminal illness!

"Bang--"

Wu Jiang fell down, whether he was knocked down by a gangster or himself, he had no consciousness.

But before he was unconscious, he could clearly hear the sound of his body smashing on the floor...

And that sentence...

Wenxi died of a terminal illness.

He fell heavily to the ground...

In the blurry sight, all the blood was stained, and it was hard to tell who was who...

His hands were hanging on the ground, Wu Jiang wanted to catch something, but he couldn't.

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"Sir, you have too much energy and have many wounds on your body. In addition, you have had many old diseases, we recommend you rest and take a long-term treatment."

Hospital, ward.

The black doctor stood in front of his bed and said, then led a group of nurses away, leaving only infusion bags and medical instruments...

Outside the window, the plane pulled down a long cloud as it crossed the sky.

Wu Jiang leaned against the head of the bed, watching the potion in the infusion tube flow into his body drop by drop...

He was stunned and took off the tape and pulled out the infusion needle.

In the same second, he heard the ward door being pushed open.

Several bodyguards walked in from outside, lined up in front of the ward, nodding respectfully at him, "Wu Tou."

“…”

Even these subordinates have come to the United States.

He turned his head and saw Li Juefeng and Gu Xiaoai walking in side by side. Both of them were in a state of turmoil, obviously they came here specially.

He had known that he had met a master who deserved his loyalty and life.

The bodyguard opened the two single sofas, and Li Juefeng just looked at him coldly, then sat on the sofa without saying a word.

"How did you remove the needle? Call the doctor."

Gu Xiaoai walked to his ward and frowned.

There was worry and guilt on her face.

"Mr. Li, Madam."

Getting off the bed, he bowed respectfully to Li Juefeng and Gu Xiaoai, "I can return to China today."

He thought, there was no need for him to stay in the United States anymore.

"Go out!"

Li Juefeng sat there and suddenly spoke coldly.

"Yes, Mr. Li."

The bodyguards all retreated, and there were only three people left in the ward.

The ward was a bit weirdly quiet.

Compared to him and Li Juefeng, Gu Xiaoai seemed a little cramped. After walking a few steps in the spot, he said uneasy, "Wujiang, I'm sorry, I don't know that things will develop like this, I don't know that amanda will...

Bu is just trying to give you hope…”

Bureau?

What game?

Since he had signs of searching for Wenxi, the people and things he encountered were arranged by Li Juefeng...

The purpose is to make him believe that Wenxi is still alive.

Is this what it means?

If so, Thaks believe.

"That foreign girl said Wenxi is dead." He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Li Juefeng, then looked at Gu Xiaoai again, and said in a deep voice, "She is lying, I have no reason to believe an outsider."

He expressed his thoughts.

But at this moment, Gu Xiaoai looked at him as if he saw a mental illness, and was extremely shocked, "Wu Jiang..."

Even Li Juefeng, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up at him when he heard this, with surprise in his eyes.

It seemed as if he said something so unacceptable.

The next second, Li Juefeng stood up from the sofa, pulled Gu Xiaoai behind him, stood straight in front of him, and looked at him coldly, "Wu Jiang, until now, you should tell what is true
Chapter completed!