It seemed that he had a heart-to-heart relationship with Su Miao. Lin Chong, who was lying on the bed, trembled slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Even though he suffered unbearable pain for ordinary people, Lin Chong's eyes were still calm and deep, like a pool of secluded pools without any fluctuations.

Su Miao was overjoyed and wiped away her tears in a hurry: "Are you awake?"

"Um."

Lin Chong made a subtle nasal sound, his speech was very slow and his voice was very light. If he didn't listen carefully, it would be easy to ignore the past: "How long have I been in a coma?"

"Three hours."

Su Miao stood up hurriedly and prepared to walk out: "I'll go and call Aunt Meng over."

"Need not."

Lin Chong was weak and said: "Just feed me a few sips of water."

Su Miao was surprisingly obedient at this time. He immediately stopped, turned around and picked up the glass on the nightstand, and placed it next to Lin Chong's mouth to feed him water. Although his movements were a little unfamiliar, they were extremely gentle.

After drinking water, Lin Chong's spirit was obviously recovered a little, and a trace of blood appeared on his cheeks, which were originally as pale as paper.

He rolled his head with difficulty and looked around: "Where are we?"

“On the plane.”

Su Miao put down the glass and looked at Lin Chong with joy and worry: "Aunt Meng said that your injury is very serious and you must be treated in time, but I can't trust the European hospital, so I plan to take you back to China. You won't blame me, right?"

Lin Chong shook his head and closed his eyes again.

Su Miaoming clearly had a lot of things to say to Lin Chong. Seeing his appearance, he swallowed those words back to his stomach, continued to remain silent, and even his breathing slowed down, for fear of disturbing Lin Chong's rest.

Lin Chong focused all his attention on his body and checked his injuries.

Due to the severe overdraft, less than one percent of the internal strength remaining in Lin Chong's meridians has a chain effect, resulting in a significant slowdown in Lin Chong's body's self-repair and almost stagnant.

To give a less vivid example, Lin Chong's body is like a dry earth, and his internal energy is the water that nourishes the earth. Without water, all things cannot grow.

Lin Chong worked hard to mobilize internal breath and wanted to complete a cycle of the cycle.

However, when the inner breath was running to the Dantian position, Lin Chong suddenly felt a severe pain in his abdomen, and he couldn't help but groan, and a dense cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

The dantian is located in the lower abdomen, and Lin Chong's lower abdomen was kicked by Xia Yunfeng. Although his intestines were not kicked, his muscle tissue suffered huge damage and his meridians were blocked. Once he exercised his strength, the pain would be unstoppable and his internal breath could not be passed.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Miao was startled and grabbed Lin Chong's arm and asked in panic.

"fine."

Lin Chong forced a smile and signaled Su Miao not to worry: "It's just that something went wrong with his inner breath. It seems that he can't practice martial arts in a short period of time."

"You have become like this, and you still have to practice your skills?"

Su Miao suddenly felt angry and said with a stern face: "From now on, until you have recovered from the injury, you are not allowed to consider practicing qigong again, otherwise I will ignore you again!"

The beauty is so angry that she has a unique charm, but unfortunately Lin Chong has no intention of appreciating it.

Lin Chong looked at the ceiling and thought about how to recover his strength as soon as possible. His current fragile appearance really made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Did you hear what I said?" Su Miao stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Lin Chong, saying dissatisfied.

Lin Chong withdrew his chaotic thoughts and nodded slightly: "I heard it."

"What about your answer?"

Lin Chong's mouth twitched and he said helplessly: "Okay."

“It’s almost the same.”

Su Miao turned anger into joy, and a faint smile flashed in her eyes as clear as autumn water: "By the way, I have a message to tell you."

Lin Chong didn't say anything, but he just looked inquiring.

Su Miao took out a white handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead with a heavy sweat. After more than ten seconds, she whispered: "Su Yunhai is dead."

Lin Chong's body was shocked, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "How did you die?"

"Veronica sent someone to kill him."

Su Miao's voice was fluctuating, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "After killing Su Yunhai, she also called me specifically to tell me."

"Why did Veronica kill Su Yunhai?"

"Who knows, maybe she might suddenly become crazy."

Su Miao put away the handkerchief and carefully tucked the corners of Lin Chong's quilt: "To be honest, I should thank her because she did something I wanted to do but couldn't."

Lin Chong stared at Su Miao's eyes: "No matter what, Su Yunhai is also a member of the Su family. Is this really okay?"

"Among the wealthy families like the Su family, blood relationships are the most unreliable. In order to fight for power and profit, brothers are in conflict and fathers and sons are slaughtering each other."

Su Miao's tone was misty: "I used to be too weak, and even if I understand it in my heart, I wouldn't believe it. But what Su Muyang and Su Yunhai did completely broke my fantasy. Those who seek death will let them die."

"You seem to have changed a little."

"People always have to grow up and cannot live with naive thoughts forever."

Speaking of this, Su Miao suddenly smiled, as if a hundred flowers were blooming: "But no matter how things change, you will always be by my side, right?"

"……Um."

Only a few core members of the Su family knew about Su Yunhai's death, while others were banned from being leaked.

In order to investigate the murderer, Su Xiaotian and Xiao Zhan, Xi Shangzhi, Xu Mucheng and others were like crazy, sweeping all the black and white Paris channels, making a mess, but they got nothing.

Ilia had already returned to Rome through some secret channel. Everything the Su family did in Paris was nothing more than useless work.

In terms of background, energy, and power, the twelve palaces are not weak at all compared to the Su family, not to mention that Europe is their home court, and here, the Su family has no advantage.

In the end, Su Xiaotian had to give up temporarily and ordered Xiao Zhan, Xu Mucheng and others to continue investigation, while he himself returned to Asia with Su Yue.

Su Xiaotian wanted to take this opportunity to reshape his image in the minds of his grandfather and his tribe members and seek the greatest benefit for himself.

Su Yue's condition had gradually improved, but after Su Yunhai's incident, it became more serious than before. He coughed all day long and lost weight at a level visible to the naked eye.

With Su Yue's wisdom, how could he not see that Su Yunhai's death was quite strange? But he really didn't have the energy to direct himself, so he had to go back to the country to recuperate first and then slowly worry about it.

As for Su Yunhai's body, he was secretly transported back to the country and was killed when the time was right.

Although Su Yue didn't say it, everyone knew very well.

When the new head of the family took office, it was when the news of Su Yunhai's death was announced.

Before this, Su Yunhai's forces would be led by Su Xiaotian. When Su Yue heard this sentence, Su Xiaotian felt mixed feelings and mixed joy.
Chapter completed!