The man's pupils contracted and suddenly realized something.

"Weilan!" He tried to reach out to stop her.

But this time the woman was not obedient.

She turned around and rushed out of the room quickly.

"Sister Xiu! Uncle Chen!" Under the hoarse call of the woman, the quiet villa was completely awakened.

Ji Yanzheng gasped for a hard time, finally shedding strength and her tall body slid to the ground.

...

Half an hour later, Jing'an Hospital.

Ji Yanzheng has been sent to the emergency room.

Outside the emergency room, Chu Weilan sat in a chair with a dull eyes and a pale face. She was wearing only a thin nightgown with bare feet, with blood stains on the corners of her skirt and arms, and she was holding a cell phone in her right hand.

Sister Xiu's eyes were frequently betting on her. She remembered the scene she saw after rushing to the bedroom, and she couldn't figure out the reason even if she wanted to break her head.

But no matter what, the young lady must be unable to escape. At that time, there was only the young lady in the room except the young master. It was impossible that the young lady who wanted to commit suicide.

Sister Xiu sighed and looked away as she couldn't bear it.

At this moment, the old man and Uncle Jin arrived.

"How is it?" The old man leaned on a crutch, his face was bloodless, and his hands were shaking.

"The doctor said that the knife just stabbed the young master's heart. Fortunately, it was not very deep, otherwise..."

Sister Xiu choked up as she said: "But the doctor also said that it is still unknown whether she can completely escape from danger..."

Hearing this, Chu Weilan suddenly bit her lips tightly, and every cell in her body fell into great panic and self-blame.

The old man closed his eyes and couldn't help but shake his body. When he opened it again, there was already a light in his eyes.

"Chairman, I have called the top surgeons in Yangcheng. They are all on the way." Uncle Jin said, "Don't worry. The young master is lucky and life-threatening. What if the young master is relieved but you fall, what should I do if the young master is?"

The old man's lips trembled, and he nodded: "Yes, you're right."

"Chairman, go to the house to rest. It's too cold here." Uncle Jin advised.

The old man shook his head stubbornly and sat down tremblingly opposite Chu Weilan.

His turbid and deep eyes swept across Chu Weilan's body, as if he had countless words to say, but he finally held it back.

After a while, the dean and several doctors with a hurry arrived. The old man struggled to stand up and bowed to them one by one.

"Old Mr. Ji, no way." Several people quickly persuaded, "Don't worry, we will do our best."

After saying that, they immediately entered the surgical department to start the cleaning process. The dean stayed behind in person and accompanied the old man.

After repeated persuasion from the dean and Uncle Jin, and the unwillingness to let the dean accompany him to suffer from the cold, the old man finally went to the lounge to wait.

Before leaving, he glanced at Chu Weilan - because of her thin clothes, her lips were frozen purple.

The old man finally sighed softly, and this sigh made Sister Xiu realize. She quickly found a thick coat to put on Chu Weilan.

However, Chu Weilan pushed her hand away.

"Mrs. Young Madam, if you freeze, then you will feel so distressed." Sister Xiu sighed.

Chu Weilan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he finally stopped refusing.

However, even though the coat was draped over her, she could not feel any warmth, or in other words, she could not sense any coldness before - she felt that she had probably lost consciousness.

The phone held in the palm of your hand began to vibrate.

Her eyes rolled, as if she had finally returned to the real world. She put her phone in front of her and saw the words "Sun Ye" flashing on it, and finally realized that this was Ji Yanzheng's phone.

She has been holding Ji Yanzheng's cell phone along the way from Qianfan Villa to the hospital.

She answered the phone in a blank silence.

"President, what's wrong with me?" Sun Ye's voice was a little apologized, "I just slept too well..."

Chu Weilan moved his lips, but found that he could not speak at all, so he could only make a few rapid sounds of breath.

Sun Ye seemed to hear it: "Madam?"

"Well..." Chu Weilan uttered this word with difficulty and hung up the phone.

She didn't know how to speak - Ji Yanzheng was injured and was being rescued in the hospital. Is the murderer me?

Just thinking about it, this fact was enough to make her suffer.

Fortunately, Sun Ye did not call to ask again.

Chu Weilan pursed her lips, still staring at the phone screen blankly, and subconsciously entered the lock screen password.

Ji Yanzheng used a branded mobile phone under T.S Group. The interface is clear and concise, and the functions are clear at a glance. It is indeed the style of this man. She seemed to have never touched his mobile phone before - it was not that she was not curious, but because she was afraid that he would be unhappy.

So she never knew that her name was not only the first place in his address book, but also in his shortcut key list.

She suddenly put her cell phone on her chest and tears rolled silently.

"Young Madam." Seeing her like this, Sister Xiu couldn't bear it after all, "What's wrong with you and the Young Master...?"

She didn't ask the last sentence - did you really cause the young master's injury?

Hearing Sister Xiu’s question, Uncle Jin, who was guarding the door of the operating room, also turned his attention to him.

But Chu Weilan had no idea how to explain, so she opened her mouth and closed it again.

Sister Xiu sighed and stopped talking.

Chu Weilan looked up at the operating room. It has been more than ten minutes since the man entered the operating room?

Thinking of his pale face when he was unconscious, Chu Weilan felt like a knife was cut.

She bit her lip tightly, restraining the urge to cry - at this time, no matter how powerful she cried, it would be useless.

She tried her best to calm herself down, picked up Ji Yanzheng's cell phone and clicked on the latest call.

Last night at 7:53 and 8:46, the caller was Gu Yimo.

At 8:46, they had just had supper at that time, and the man returned to the study and went to call Gu Yimo?

She took a deep breath and called Gu Yimo.

...

Gu Yimo arrived soon. His research center happened to be next to Jing'an Hospital.

He ran all the way and walked to Chu Weilan with breath: "Sister-in-law, you..."

"Yes, I remembered it all." Chu Weilan's voice was very soft, "Yan Zheng is asking you to investigate my affairs, right?"

Gu Yimo didn't say anything, just nodded.

Uncle Jin and Sister Xiu didn't know Gu Yimo. When they saw Chu Weilan talking to a strange man, they looked a little suspicious.

Chu Weilan looked at the two of them and squeezed out a smile: "Uncle Jin, Sister Xiu, can you go to the room to rest for a while?"

The implication is that the two of them avoided.

The two exchanged glances, without saying a word, turned around to the lounge beside them.

Gu Yimo sat down next to her. At this time, there were only the two of them in the corridor.
Chapter completed!