Su Yao never expected to meet him in this situation, so that as soon as his feet loosened, the car slipped out directly and hit the flower bed on the side, and the safety in front of him was dented and sunken.

"Your car was crashed, why don't you take my car?"

Faced with the man's invitation, Su Yao nodded mechanically as if she was stunned, and got out of the car and followed the person.

The two walked under the moonlight one after the other, there were no street lights around, only silver moonlight, and the shadows of the two were long, like a pair of loving lovers.

The quiet night gradually thickened, and then a faint degradation gradually ushered in the dawn of a new day.

When the sky was bright, Su Qian woke up from her deep sleep, and she slept more comfortably than before, but her asthma was far from being completely controlled, and it would recur at any time.

"Is it dawn?" she propped herself up and knocked on the door, "What time is it now?"

"You're awake? It's past seven o'clock. ”

"Oh, please give me a glass of water, I'm thirsty. ”

"Okay. ”

Zhang Qiang outside quickly poured a glass of warm water, and when he opened the door and entered, Su Qian was already sitting on the bed, staring at his left hand in a daze.

Her face was still pale, just like the ghost in the movie, Zhang Qiang inexplicably remembered the white impermanence he saw last night, felt that the room was cold, and quickly handed the water to her, "Here you go." ”

"Thank you. ”

"I'll bring you food later. ”

When he had said this, he hurried out.

Su Qian knew that he was frightened by her, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

Then, she leaned back on the bed and held the glass of water, her eyes dark and motionless. All the way to the glass, all the water is cold.

"I'm going to hold on. ”

She stared at the cold water for a second, then poured it into her cup against the rim of her lip.

At half past nine in the morning, Zhang Qiang came in to bring breakfast to Su Qian, and found that she was sick again, this time, Zhang Qiang didn't dare to delay, and called Qin Hai directly, Qin Hai was holding a beauty in his arms at that time, and when he heard this, his brows furrowed, "Why is it sick again?"

"I don't know. Zhang Qiang said, "Boss, do you want to find a doctor to take a look again?"

Qin Hai was silent for a while before saying, "You take a good look at her, I'll deal with this matter." ”

"Yes. ”

Qin Hai hung up the phone, got up and got out of bed, went to another room, and dialed a number.

The other end quickly hung up, but after a while, a strange call appeared on Qin Hai's mobile phone.

"Didn't I tell you, don't call me if it's okay, it's easy to be eavesdropped. ”

Qin Hai snorted coldly, with a casual attitude, "The surname is Su, I collect money to do things, and it is not within my scope to eavesdrop or not." ”

"Alright. What are you looking for from me?"

"The girl had been having asthma, and the doctor said it was very serious, and if she didn't go to the hospital, she would probably die. ”

"Die or die!" the man laughed when he heard this, "In short, let her live through today, and then she will die, it is also providential." Anyway, I'll give you a lot of money. ”

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and there was a beeping sound in Qin Hai's mobile phone, and he stared at the mobile phone and narrowed his eyes.

Although he felt that Su Qian was a little pitiful, but what he did in his line of work, the last thing he could eat was pitiful, he took money to do things, as long as the money was enough, it was okay to kill people and set fires, so he called Zhang Qiang immediately, wanting him to keep an eye on Su Qian, so that she could delay it for a while.

But who knew that the phone passed, only a beeping sound was heard, but no one answered the phone for a long time.

"What's going on?"

Qin Hai frowned, and called again, but there was still no answer on the other end.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong, and quickly turned around, picked up the clothes and pants on the stool, and hurried to the place where he was imprisoned as he wore them.

And Zhang Qiang, who was held at the detention site, was lying on his back at the door at the moment.

The door behind him opened wide, and the clear light shone in through the doorway, falling on the back of the person inside, and the shadow hung over the person who was gasping on the bed, like a huge eagle.