A pleasant cell phone ringtone rang, which was Huangfu Qingyue's cell phone.
Yang Jian looked at the cell phone that Huangfu Qingyue placed on the desktop, stood up and walked out the door. Yang Jian still understood the small things that respected others. At the same time, he was not interested in Huangfu Qingyue's phone number.
Huangfu Qingyue looked at Yang Jian's small actions, and a little gratitude and appreciation flashed in her eyes.
Yang Jian, who walked out the door, turned his back to the room and thought to himself: "This kind of small thing is worthy of gratitude? As long as I am willing, I can eavesdrop on it even when I come out."
"Bang!"
As soon as Yang Jian had this idea, a deafening sound of opening the door came from behind, as if someone had detonated a bomb behind Yang Jian. Yang Jian looked back and saw Huangfu Qingyue running out fiercely, his face full of shock.
"Huangfu Qingyue, is it so much that you answered a call?" Yang Jian complained unhappily, and at the same time felt a little guilty.
Huangfu Qingyue wouldn't know what he was thinking just now, right?
Huangfu Qingyue ignored Yang Jian and just took the initiative to put his phone in Yang Jian's ear.
Yang Jian knew that Huangfu Qingyue had done this must have a very important reason, so he immediately focused on listening to the phone. However, after listening to Yang Jian for a long time, no sound came from his phone, and the phone was clearly hung up.
Yang Jian hung a black line at the end.
"Huangfu Qingyue, can you say anything directly? Your phone has been hung up."
Huangfu Qingyue was stunned for a moment, took back her phone and said, "Yang Zhenhai was in a car accident."
"oh."
Yang Jian agreed lightly and did not take it seriously. Although it was Yang Zhenhai who was in the car accident, the car accident happened every day. Today, it happened to Yang Zhenhai, so I can only say that he was in trouble.
This kind of thing is worth making a fuss?
But in the blink of an eye, Yang Jian figured it out again, and he knew why Huangfu Qingyue was fussing.
First, after Yang Zhenhai was in a car accident, there must be many people who could receive the news. After all, Yang Zhenhai's identity was there. However, no matter how many people received the news, it shouldn't be Huangfu Qingyue's turn. Huangfu Qingyue has not reached that level yet.
Secondly, Yang Zhenhai had a car accident as soon as he left here, and Huangfu Qingyue immediately received the news. All this is just a coincidence? Is there such a coincidence in the world?
"Huangfu Qingyue, who called this call?" Yang Jian could smell the conspiracy.
"It's Mr. Li."
Mr. Li mentioned by Huangfu Qingyue was naturally Li Mengxue. Yang Jian was shocked for a moment and felt more and more that something was wrong. After Li Mengxue learned this news, how could he notify Huangfu Qingyue as soon as possible? What did she want to do?
"Tell me about Yang Zhenhai's situation." Yang Jian asked, preparing to find a breakthrough.
Huangfu Qingyue nodded and said, "Mr. Li told me that Yang Zhenhai had a car accident in the downtown area, which was very serious. He was already unconscious before being sent to the hospital. The car he drove was scrapped directly. The nearby hospital helped him with a simple treatment and then sent it to the military hospital."
Yang Jian asked so much, but he just wanted to know the whole story of the matter, but it led to more mysteries.
He didn't understand that the downtown market should be very lively at this moment. Even if there is a serious traffic jam, it will only be a slight friction. Why is Yang Zhenhai so seriously injured? Moreover, although Yang Zhenhai drove a business car, it is definitely stronger than ordinary cars.
How serious a car accident would be needed to make Yang Zhenhai seriously injured and unconscious?
Yang Jian rushed to the military hospital without saying a word.
Huangfu Qingyue also used her own methods in the name of Li Mengxue.
When Yang Jian rushed to the Military Region Hospital, cars were already parked in front of the hospital. The originally deserted hospital was as lively as a market. Yang Jian could not recognize the people here one by one, but judging from the level of excitement, I was afraid that families with some status would send people here.
Yang Jian used a trick to avoid these people, and sneaked into the old man's ward.
In the ward, the old man stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking down at the people walking downstairs.
When Yang Jian showed up, the old man reacted very quickly. He kicked his feet and rushed back to the hospital bed, covered himself with a quilt, pretending to be dying. Such a complicated process was completed in just one second.
"Old man, your reaction is too exaggerated, right?" Yang Jian couldn't help laughing and teased the old man.
The old man opened a crack in his right eye, glanced at Yang Jian sneakily, then sat up straight and said, "Go! Why is there no sound when you walk? I'm so scared that I thought I was being seen through."
Yang Jian knew the old man’s general idea, so he didn’t say much, just pointed downstairs.
"Old man, do you know what's going on outside?"
"I know, Zhenhai was in a car accident, but things are not as simple as it seems. If you have time, go over and take a look." The old man kicked the ball to Yang Jian, then lay down and pretended to be dead, obviously not wanting to come forward for the time being.
Yang Jian was amused and crying.
He was not interested in Yang Zhenhai. If it weren't for the strange things, he wouldn't want to waste his precious time in cultivation. However, since the person had arrived, he had to say something to the old man and then walk to Yang Zhenhai's ward.
When Yang Jian walked into the ward, he found that there were at least a dozen or twenty people in the ward, and it was difficult for Yang Jian to find a place to get his feet.
Yang Zhenhai was lying on the hospital bed, his chest was slightly undulating, but the amplitude was very small and his breathing was weak. Yang Jian could see at once that Yang Zhenhai had already stepped into the coffin with half his foot. If there was no miracle, only death would be waiting for him.
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Yang Jian discovered that the reason why Yang Zhenhai was injured was not a car accident.
The one who hurt him should be the one who practices.
As for the Chinese martial arts practitioners, ancient martial arts practitioners, or other things, Yang Jian cannot tell for the time being.
The monk Yang Jian was confused, and the door of the ward was opened again. Huangfu Qingyue walked in. When he saw Yang Jian, he nodded slightly, and then walked towards Yang Zhenhai as if nothing had happened.
Yang Jian knew that he had no need to stay.
Things that he could see were now exposed. Next, just wait for news about Li Mengxue and Huangfu Qingyue. He believes that as long as Huangfu Qingyue and Li Mengxue are not stupid, they will definitely look for him when they look back.
Yang Jian walked out of the ward quietly and thought as he walked out: "It's really strange. Who is the person who attacked Yang Zhenhai? Why did he do this? Did he already see the special relationship between Yang Zhenhai and I, so he killed him?"
After thinking about it, Yang Jian had no idea, so he had to shake his head and leave the hospital, preparing to continue to investigate when Huangfu Qingyue has news.
Intuition told him that someone secretly found something was wrong with him.