A short row of words, full of hostility and killing.
After Wen Zhao read the message and deleted it, he turned around and bumped into Sompa who was coming to the bathroom.
He subconsciously put his phone back into his trouser pocket, his expression a little unnatural, and he spoke before him: "Are you all ready?"
Songpa glanced at his hands that were put into his trouser pockets. He was confused, but his expression remained unchanged: "Well, Brother Feng asked me to come over and call you. It's time to set off."
Wen Zhao nodded: "Let's go."
Songpa walked behind him, staring at his back with a confused expression.
He is hiding and his expression is not right. Is there any secret?
The two walked out of the bathroom together, and Wen Zhao got into the car directly.
Songpa saw Qi Feng walking over with a small medical kit, which was a must-have life-saving tool for every operation they took.
He walked over and took the box.
I was a little hesitant to tell him what I just saw.
Qi Feng asked directly: "What's wrong with you?"
After thinking about it, Songpasi decided to tell him: "Just now I went to the bathroom to ask Brother Zhao to delete a message. I saw him look a little panicked. Isn't Huo Sheng trying to catch a mole? Could he..."
Speaking of this, his face became more serious.
Qi Feng shook his head, smiled, and patted his shoulder: "You are too sensitive. Wen Zhao has been following Chen Sheng for so many years, how could he be the mole? Maybe he is in love, so he sends messages to his little lover from time to time."
"From time to time..." Songpa was thinking, and suddenly remembered that this was not the first time he had bumped into him secretly sending messages to people, and he suddenly woke up like a dream: "Have you bumped into him too?"
Qi Feng said casually: "Two or three times, I didn't pay much attention."
Hearing this, Songpa's expression became more and more solemn.
Qi Feng's eyes darkened a bit, and he said earnestly: "Okay, don't be suspicious. Huo Sheng and Chen Sheng specified that they want the three of us to carry out the task, which is also a sign of their trust in us. Don't start fighting among yourself before it even starts.
"
Songpa nodded: "I know."
He said this, but the seeds of doubt had already been planted in his heart.
He had to keep a close eye on Wen Zhao.
The three of them got into the car.
Qi Feng took out three ghost masks and warned: "Our target is Fu Xizhou. Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately or cause unnecessary trouble to Huo Sheng. Just leave after completing the task and don't get caught."
Songpa and Wen Zhao nodded.
The three of them walked all the way to the hospital with their own thoughts.
at the same time.
Inside the hospital ward.
Gu Beisheng had just completed the operation on Fu Xizhou and successfully removed the bullet. His life had been saved. He just needed to stay in the hospital for a few days and be observed for a period of time to see how the wound was recovering and whether it would become inflamed.
The anesthetic hadn't worn off yet, and Fu Xizhou was still in a comatose state.
She looked at his pale face and felt a little distressed. She slowly lay down beside his bed and stared at him.
His eyebrows were as sharp as a knife, his nose was high, his thin lips were sexy, and his face was as finely carved as any. Even if he was pale, he couldn't hide his handsome appearance.
She involuntarily stretched out her hand, gently scraped the peak of his eyebrows, then landed on the center of his eyebrows, then slid down to the tip of his nose and then to his lips.
Suddenly, the man's lips moved and captured her fingertips.
The moment the warm touch wraps around the fingertips, it's like being hit by electricity, and a numbing sensation spreads throughout the body.
She raised her eyes and ran into his deep eyes.
She retracted her hand suddenly, the tips of her ears feeling hot: "You...when did you wake up?"