An Yajie is even more sure that things are not so simple, An Yajie knew that the Yuan Group was bankrupt, and Yuan Shao at that time could be said to have nothing, almost worse than when she first came out of prison.

How could he get his hands on explosives that are so tightly controlled by the state?

There are also yachts, which are consumer goods that only the rich can afford, how can he, a bankrupt and down-and-out son, drive such a luxurious yacht? Even renting it requires a lot of rent.

An Yajie didn't believe that all these things were done by Yuan Shao alone.

An Yajie was suddenly extremely excited, she reached out and grabbed Song Ci's arms tightly: "Song Ci, tell me quickly, what's going on?" ”

Song Ci felt that there was no need to hide this matter from An Yajie, and she would know sooner or later, so she told An Yajie what had happened.

An Yajie listened carefully, her brows furrowed tightly, and she focused on the lame man.

"You said that Si Tianmu once asked Si Hao to check on the lame man, but found nothing?"

Song Ci looked at An Yajie strangely, why wasn't her focus on Si Tianmu? Shouldn't she be grief-stricken after hearing this? How could she still ask inconsequential questions so calmly?

Song Ci suddenly felt that what Qian Bao said was not wrong at all, and An Yajie was too hard-hearted.

Song Ci pursed his lips, and his tone suddenly became cold: "That's right, that man is like running out of the ground, and no one knows who he is." ”

An Yajie didn't care that Song Ci's face suddenly changed, she frowned and thought, "Why did this lame man help Yuan Shao?" What is his purpose? What is his motivation? ”

"Anya Jie!" Song Ci couldn't bear it anymore, and roared loudly at An Yajie with red eyes.

"How can you be so calm?" Song Ci was emotional.

"Even if you don't like Si Tianmu anymore, even if you have become passers-by, Si Tianmu's self-sacrificing spirit deserves all of us' respect."

"But you're indifferent here, you're too hard-hearted." Song Ci burst into tears as she spoke, she stretched out her hand and wiped it with all her might, glaring at An Yajie with red eyes.

"You don't know what Si Tianmu tortured himself during the time you left, and now I really feel worthless for him."

Song Ci wiped his tears and twisted his head to the side.

An Yajie looked at Song Ci who suddenly turned her face in a daze, and smiled helplessly.

"Song Ci, from your reaction, I can see how much Qian Bao cares about Si Tianmu, it's good that he can have such a good brother for his sake. But ......"

An Yajie looked at Song Ci seriously: "Song Ci, I can tell you very clearly that if Si Tianmu is really dead, I will definitely not let him be alone on Huangquan Road." ”

"But if Si Tianmu is killed." Ayajie's eyes flashed with cruelty.

"I will never sit here and wipe my tears alone, even if I take this life, I will find out the person who killed him and drag him to hell with me."

In the end, An Yajie left, Song Ci stood in place, echoing An Yajie's words in her ears, looking at An Yajie's resolute back, and looking at her determination to find justice for Si Tianmu at all costs.

Song Ci's nose suddenly became sour, this is An Yajie, she always knows what she wants to do, and she will always be so rational in handling things.

At this moment, Song Ci was suddenly willing to believe her, believing that Si Tianmu was not dead, and both of them deserved to be happy.

After An Yajie came out of Song Ci's house, she first went to the stationery store, and then went directly to the hospital where Zhang Huixin was.

She wanted to do something for that poor mother, not only because she was Si Tianmu's mother, but also because of her heart that loved her son like her life. An Yajie wanted to give her a thought and give her a reason to live.

After An Yajie heard that Zhang Huixin was in the ward, she saw two bodyguards guarding the door from a distance, An Yajie glanced at the clock in the corridor, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and it seemed that the two bodyguards would always be there.

At this time, An Yajie suddenly saw a man in a suit and leather shoes coming out of the ward, she was so shocked that she almost screamed, and her heart was pounding.

She stared at the man who was talking to the bodyguard with wide eyes: "Isn't that Si Tianmu!" Isn't he standing there properly? ”

At this time, after the man and the bodyguard finished explaining, he turned around and walked in the direction of An Yajie, and the moment Si Tianchen looked up, An Yajie immediately leaned sideways against the wall.

Si Tianchen suddenly felt that there was a figure flashing on the opposite side, he frowned, but there was nothing on the other side, Si Tianchen thought that he had guarded Zhang Huixin for a day, he was dazzled, he pinched his swollen eyebrows, turned around and walked into the elevator.

An Yajie only recovered from the shock at this time, and the moment Si Tianchen looked up, she realized that she had recognized the wrong person.

"That person is not Si Tianmu, but the only one who can look so similar to Si Tianmu is his eldest brother Si Tianchen."

An Yajie had never seen Si Tianchen, but she didn't expect their brothers to be so similar, but Si Tianchen gave people the feeling of being cold, unlike Si Tianmu, who often had a hippie smile.

An Yajie shook off the messy thoughts in her head and waited for the opportunity to enter Zhang Huixin's ward.

At this time, two nurses came up with a cart.

"Ouch! I was so exhausted that I did almost an hour just giving that patient a full body massage, and I was cramping both hands. ”

"What are you complaining about, you're already the last one, I have another one here, and the patient's family is surprisingly demanding." Another nurse complained.

"I can't pinch too hard, for fear of hurting the elderly, and I can't pinch too lightly, for fear that it won't have the effect of relaxing muscles and invigorating blood. Ouch! It's really harder to serve than the ancestors. ”

"You don't complain less, since it's so difficult to serve, why are you still in a hurry to serve that old lady, it's not because they have a handsome son who is the president."

"Hmph, it's okay if you don't say it, I'll be angry when you say it." The resentment on the nurse's face grew even heavier.

"That president is so cold that he has something to say, he has something to say when I pinch it hard, and he doesn't show any mercy when he scolds people, he can be as ugly as he wants, and he will let people get out of here at every turn."

"So I've been putting this old lady last for the past few days, and I'll go when her son is gone, so that she doesn't have to stand behind me, and his eyes are like knives on me, so I don't know what to do."

The two had already walked into the nurses' station while talking, and An Yajie walked out of the corner, looked at the backs of the two nurses, and raised the corners of her mouth.

After a while, a nurse pushed a cart towards Zhang Huixin's ward, and An Yajie ran out of the toilet and hit the nurse.

"Oops! What are you doing? Be careful. "The nurse was wearing a mask, but she could still tell she was upset.

"I'm sorry nurse, my sister fell down in the toilet, I can't help her alone, can you come in and help me pull it."

"I've got something to do, you can go over there and call someone to help."

"Nurse, it's still a long way from here, my sister is about to give birth, and now she has fallen again, so you can come in and help."

The nurse couldn't help it, so she put the cart aside and went into the toilet with Anya Jie.

As soon as the nurse entered the toilet, Anya quickly raised her palm and slapped the back of the nurse's neck, and the nurse fainted suddenly.

Anya quickly dragged the nurse to a bathroom and took off her nurse's gown and hat.

An Yajie put on a mask and pushed the cart to the door of Zhang Huixin's ward, and two bodyguards took her down.

"Massage."

The bodyguard knew that a nurse would come to massage his wife every day, so the two didn't think much about it, and opened the door to let Anya Jie in.

After An Yajie came in, she saw Zhang Huixin lying quietly on the bed, her eyes immediately turned red, and Zhang Huixin and her at this time were like two people.

Zhang Huixin, who is only 50 years old, has most of her hair white, has deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, her pale and thin face is full of sadness, and there are undried tears at the corners of her eyes.

An Yajie wiped the corners of her eyes, rolled up her sleeves and sat down in front of Zhang Huixin's bed, giving her a serious massage.

An Yajie is skilled, the massage is moderate, and the acupuncture points are also very accurate. Zhang Huixin suddenly felt relaxed all over her body, and her heart disease, which had been suppressed for many days, was also relieved.

She slowly turned her head to look at An Yajie, who was sweating profusely, An Yajie was wearing a mask, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.

"Who are you?"

An Yajie saw that Zhang Huixin was awake and smiled, but the movements of her hands did not stop: "Madam, I am the nurse who came to massage you." ”

Zhang Huixin looked at An Yajie's eyes: "You are not the nurse before. ”

An Yajie was taken aback, and just as she was about to speak, Zhang Huixin looked at the ceiling with blank eyes and opened her mouth.

"The more that nurse pressed me, the more uncomfortable it became, you and hers were completely different."

An Yajie frowned: "Then why don't you say it?" We'll give you a better one. ”

"That's good, I only know I'm alive when my body hurts." Zhang Huixin's voice did not have a trace of emotion.

An Yajie blinked her moist eyes, took Zhang Huixin's thin hand, and comforted her softly.

"Madam, you can't spoil your body like this, you don't take care of your body like this, when the second young master comes back, he will feel distressed when he sees you like this."

Zhang Huixin immediately raised her eyes and looked at An Yajie: "What did you say?" ”

An Yajie smiled: "I said, the second young master will feel distressed when he comes back to see you like this." ”

Zhang Huixin wanted to sit up from the bed all of a sudden, but she didn't have any strength on her body, so she couldn't get up, so she could only grab An Yajie's hand in a hurry.

"You say, the canopy will come back!" Zhang Huixin's tone was urgent, and tears had overflowed from the wrinkled corners of her eyes as she spoke.

An Yajie held Zhang Huixin's hand tightly: "That's right, he will definitely come back." Anya Jie's eyes flashed with determination.

"You asked me who I am, and I'm the one who went to find him back."

"You can get my canopy back." Zhang Huixin is like seeing a savior.

"Yes, didn't you keep saying that Tianmu didn't die, and I also knew that he wasn't dead, he just couldn't find his way home, so I'm going to find him back."

Zhang Huixin burst into tears instantly: "Really? Can you really get him back? ”

"Really, I never lie."

"But......" Zhang Huixin cleared for a moment, and her eyes became cloudy again.

"They all said my son was dead and said I was sick, and they didn't believe me."

An Yajie patted the back of Zhang Huixin's hand soothingly: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if they don't believe in you, as long as you believe in yourself." ”

"But how do you know my son is still alive?"

"Because we are one, my life is attached to Him, and if He really dies, then I will die too. But now that I'm alive and well, it means he's still alive. ”

Zhang Huixin looked at An Yajie blankly, grief devoured her nerves, making her a little sluggish.