Chapter 30

The man standing by the roadside stared at a messy intersection not far away, pressed down the baseball cap pressing on his head, and sent a message to the strange number opposite with his mobile phone:

“It’s already done.”

The room with closed curtains was dark, the air was turbid and blocked, and there was a decadent and decadent atmosphere from the inside to the outside.

The phone was buzzing randomly on the table, and the screen that suddenly lit up looked particularly clear and dazzling in the quiet room.

A figure rushed over from a distance, hurriedly packed up the scattered garbage on the table with his trembling hands, and grabbed the phone in his hand.

The fluorescent blue light on the screen illuminated the man's face.

It's Wang Ruicheng.

His originally fat and plump cheeks were thin, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his dark circles and bags were thick as if they had been beaten. The uncleaned stubble spread densely from his chin to his neck, and his hair was messy, looking decadent and nervous.

Wang Ruicheng tightly pinched the cell phone in his hand, read the short words on the text message over and over again, and then giggled, his haggard face full of the pleasure of revenge.

He was originally a branch of the Wang family. He relied on his ability to attract the power to get along with the family and finally got the fat man in this casino. He didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter of this small place. Not only was he placed a boat by the dead cripple, but he was also caught by the person sent by the family. It is said that he brought a young master from the direct line to experience life, but he didn't expect that he would encounter this trouble. So now City A has begun to pay attention to this place.

Now not only the casinos have been closed, but the status that I had earned with hard work before has returned to midnight overnight. And it has also been targeted by the police for investigation.

In order not to let his scandal affect the development of the family, our family has basically completely refrigerated him.

Now his position has been revoked, even his assets and stocks he had held were frozen, and now only a few properties left in his name are left, and the friends who had gathered around him have dispersed.

Wang Ruicheng slowly slid to the ground, and while he gnawed at his nails nervously, he muttered something:

"...Damn it, stinky little guy, you dare to go against me and even make me so miserable. Go to hell to repent..."

He laughed again.

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Han Li hurried to the hospital.

His face was cold, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes as black as midnight were covered with frost.

He looked very calm, limping in the long corridor, but his palms hanging beside him trembled slightly.

The doctor walked over from the other end of the corridor, and when he saw Han Li, he subconsciously took a lighter pace and spoke carefully:

"That, Mr. Han..."

Han Li's eyes moved slightly and he looked at him expressionlessly.

He seemed to be shrouded in some kind of depression and unstable mood, as if the gloomy sea surface before the storm, and the calm surface contained terrifying and cold countercurrent waves, which would suddenly sweep in from time to time.

The doctor was frightened by his sight, swallowed his saliva, and said, "That... I'm sorry to turn the steering wheel in time, and the car's protective performance is good enough. Mr. Xu and Mr. Cheng are not seriously injured. Mr. Xu only suffered some minor scratches and was almost discharged from the hospital today. Mr. Cheng was more serious. His ribs were broken, and he had a certain degree of internal bleeding. His brain was also impacted. He is still in the observation period for the time being..."

When he heard the four words "No serious injury", Han Li's chest suddenly fluttered. He closed his eyes vigorously as if he wanted to suppress his surging emotions.

After a while, he finally looked up at the doctor, his voice a little hoarse:

“Where are they?”

The doctor turned sideways and pointed to the depths of the corridor:

"Mr. Xu went upstairs for a comprehensive physical examination. Mr. Cheng is still in the custody ward..."

Before he could finish his words, Han Li accelerated his pace and passed by him, walking towards his finger.

Through the thick glass, you can see the simple layout in the ward.

The light tube above the head was as bright as daylight, illuminating the spacious ward, and the bed in the center of the room raised a human shape. You could vaguely hear the machine connected to the bed making uniform and monotonous dripping sounds.

Han Li's face was dimly printed on the glass, and he looked into the ward through his blurred reflection.

He put his palm on the glass and slowly breathed out, leaving a light white mist on the glass, and a deep layer of fog was covered in his eyes printed on the glass.

When Han Li heard the news of the car accident, he felt as if he had fallen into a state of almost nothingness.

The drowning person who could not poke his head out of the water had an abyss under his feet and an endless sky above his head. The endless despair and powerlessness twisted into an irresistible rope, dragging him into the dark abyss.

Until now, Han Li has a little sense of solidity in the realization.

After a simple examination, Xu Bo did not suffer any major damage in his body and was sent home for rest.

And Han Li still stayed in the hospital to guard.

Two hours later, Cheng Chen was removed from the ICU.

Han Li pushed open the door of the ward and walked in, slowly walking to the bedside.

The other party was unconscious and unconscious, his brows slightly frowned, as if he was very uneasy.

The more serious wounds on his arms and legs had been treated and were tightly bandaged, but there were still many small scratches exposed to the air, the blood had solidified, and dark red scars were scattered all over the boy, making him look particularly fragile.

Light brown hair spread on the pillow, pale cheeks looked a little haggard under the light, and long eyelashes were quietly placed under the face, leaving deep shadows on their faces.

Han Li stood beside the bed and stared at him, his slightly drooping eyes as dark as ink, and there seemed to be some deep emotion suppressing under his eyes.

It took him a long time to restrain himself and gently touch his cheek with his knuckles.

The skin of the tentacles was cold and smooth, but it made Han Li quickly retract his hand as if he was burned.

At this moment, the boy lying on the hospital bed moved his eyelids slightly and slowly opened his eyes-

Cheng Chen blinked in a daze, moved his neck slightly, and then groaned because of the sudden pain.

Han Li's heart jumped violently, and he quickly bent down and looked at him nervously, asking half surprised and half worried:

"You woke up? How do you feel?"

Cheng Chen's eyes that were not focused were frozen for a long time before they could be frozen on Han Li. He seemed to be frightened, and he was stunned and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Me, where am I? You...you are..."

Han Li was stunned for a moment, as if he suddenly noticed something. He asked, "Do you still remember who I am?"

Cheng Chen glanced at him with some fear and nodded hesitantly:

"You, you are Han Li's classmate, right?"

His face was full of deep doubts: "Is this a hospital?"

Cheng Chen turned his head and looked at the environment beside him, but at the moment of his movement, he was crushed by the sudden pain and couldn't help but exhale in pain:

"Oh, why is my body hurting so much...!"

Han Li's angular face gradually became colder, his slightly pursed lips were like a blade, and there seemed to be a cloud brewing under his dark eyes.

He suddenly turned around and walked out.

The long corridor is quiet and deserted. The ground reflects a cold luster under the cold white light, and is filled with a pungent smell of disinfectant.

Han Li stood alone in the corridor, and the lonely reflection extended from his feet and merged with the blurred edge of darkness.

He lowered his eyes, his cold and hard face was divided by the light above his head, half showing in the light, half immersed in the shadow, half handsome, and half gloomy.

Han Li opened his palms and looked down.

At some point, four meniscus-shaped blood marks were pinched out from his fair and clean palm, and the bright red blood was slowly seeping out. Soon, a small pool of blood gathered in his palm.

But Han Li seemed to feel no pain, and his face was so calm that it was almost terrible.

He took out the cigarette from his pocket with his uninjured hand, looked at it under the light for a long time before finally hanging down his head and printing a kiss on it.

——Next time, I will definitely catch you.

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Shen Kong had a splitting headache.

The violent impact still made his eardrums hurt, his lips and teeth were filled with the smell of rust, and even his breath seemed to feel the heavy gasoline and bloody smell in his nose.

He opened his eyes, and his vision was blurred.

Shen Kong blinked, and more tears came out of his eyes. It took him a long time to realize it after realizing it-

I was crying wildly.

Big tears dripped down his cheeks, making his whole face wet and cold, very uncomfortable.

Shen Kong was a little stunned, subconsciously trying to raise his hand to wipe away the tears from his face, but he heard a clear voice coming from a distance:

"Card!"

The quiet space just now seemed to be suddenly activated, and the noisy sound of people's voices and equipment collisions sounded in his ears, stimulating Shen Kong's sensitive eardrums that had not yet recovered, making him even more dizzy.

An impatient voice sounded above my head:

"Meng Mingxuan, what are you doing when you sit on the ground?"

Chen Kong raised his head in the direction of the sound. The original body with temporary identity was actually well-developed. Even now, he was still crying downwards, flowing down his chin into his neck, as if he could not turn off the faucet.

Through his still hazy vision, he saw a figure walking to him, looking down at him with a strange and distant tone:

"Get up quickly. I'll take a picture after cleaning up the venue. Don't take up the space and don't leave."

Chen Kong finally stopped the tears in his current body. He shook his head, which was still a little drowsy, and got up from the ground.

He turned his head and looked around the place he was.
To be continued...