These people don't care what the truth of the matter is, and the people who used to be around them have suddenly undergone such an earth-shattering change, and they are very good role models, which is enough to stimulate them.

What they want is the freshness of the topic, to add some spice to their tea and dinner.

For a while, in the school, they paid more attention not to what happened to the Jiang family, but what happened to Jiang Futing.

It's been 24 hours since the incident.

Except for the time of the incident, after that, the outside doctor did not continue to give him glucose to dilute the elements in his body, and under the effect of the drug, Jiang Futing's body was still a little weak, and there was a feeling of swelling and numbness in his limbs.

He was sitting on the bed staring out, there was no TV, no internet, no books to kill time.

In addition to eating and sleeping, the rest is basically in a daze with the air, and the only concept of time is also obtained from the person who delivers the food.

Even if he didn't do anything, he was mentally tired.

At first he could still pac in the quiet room, listening to his footsteps and thinking about something.

As I wandered, I looked out the window.

The infinitely shrunken crowd at the bottom walked back and forth in the hospital like ants.

This is the only better way to spend time.

He waited quietly, waiting for when his strength would be fully restored so that he could be fully prepared to escape, but his emotions became more and more anxious as time passed.

Memories and a sense of time are constantly blurred in this long period of wandering and the unknown.

As the sun sets, the door finally opens again, and someone outside brings a steaming dinner.

He ate his supper slowly while thinking about something else.

The people of the Jiang family put him under house arrest, the most important thing is that they are afraid that he will go back and tell Jiang Chao, he doesn't know if the Jiang family and the Song family have taken any action against Jiang Chao before this, at least since yesterday, they will definitely find a way to deal with their father.

According to their character who can't tolerate sand, they won't be here for more than a week at most.

Jiang Futing deliberately ate very slowly, and he didn't finish eating until the people guarding the door outside urged him twice, and only at this time could he get more information from the outside by the way.

Whether it's useful or not, even very boring entertainment gossip is fine.

Before going to bed, my mind repeated the evidence I had found over and over again.

The second night passed, and the morning was awakened at regular intervals, and today's day will continue to repeat the monotony of yesterday.

It's going to be 48 hours today.

The second morning he woke up, still standing by the window, feeling the only warmth from the sun, his slender nails drawing a day's horizontal lines on the pale yellow wallpaper, and the phoenix eyes that had been shining in the past were still a little tired.

I don't know if the elements when he almost died suddenly hadn't been cleared before, or because this room was too quiet, he slept very poorly at night, and always woke up from time to time.

And the sight is in the dark

It became clearer, and the black qi he occasionally saw in the past became more and more obvious, and he even had a feeling that he could distinguish different black gases.

If it had been placed in the past, Jiang Futing would have thought that he was beginning to hallucinate, but now, that indescribable feeling has been building momentum in his body.

The door was opened, and his mind was cut off, and he watched as a man in a white coat silently came in and took away the plates.

Jiang Futing strode up, grabbed the man's hand holding the dinner plate, and looked at the person who had not had time to react, and there were still a lot of sharpness on his haggard face.

"What?" The man was frightened by Jiang Futing's sudden movements, and instantly asked vigilantly with a straight face, groping for something in his pocket with the other hand.

"Don't fish." The voice of disgust carried a characteristic sense of looseness under a somewhat tired tone.

The diet in the hospital was already light, and there was no other spice to cover it up, and the taste in the stomach yesterday was still a little disgusting.

After hearing this, the man showed a sarcastic sneer on his face, and said in a strange manner: "Young Master Jiang, you think you are still in the Jiang family, some of them are good to eat, and you still choose?"

"I don't eat it." Jiang Futing said expressionlessly.

"Do you like to eat or not, you are still playing with the young master's temper at this time, the Jiang family is going to be finished, and you still take yourself seriously!" The man looked at Jiang Futing proudly.

Jiang Futing's gaze suddenly became extremely sharp, and his deep voice contained a thick threat: "What's wrong with the Jiang family?"

"What virtues did your Jiang family do, you don't know?" The other party looked at him with a knowing expression.

The expression on Jiang Futing's face was even colder, and he couldn't help but use a little bit of force when he grabbed his hand, "Make it clear." ”

"! Let go, let go! The man was so pinched by him that he almost loosened the plate, grinning in pain: "I said, I said!"

Jiang Futing slowly let go of his hand, and the wrist that the other party was pinched by him left a deep red mark.

"You are also funny enough, your family has done unsightly things yourself, and you have to listen to other people's mouths!" The man kept complaining, rubbing his swollen wrist.

Jiang Futing's face became more and more heavy as he spoke.

"Your dad himself was greedy for money from the charity fund, and now he has been found out and disappeared with his wife!" The other party looked at him with an increasingly terrifying expression, and his tone was contemptuous and a little jealous.

"When did you disappear?" Jiang Futing said word by word, what he cared about was not the content in the front, but the back, and the frozen people in his tone were going to freeze.

"Yesterday, yesterday afternoon." The momentum on the other party's body became weaker and weaker, and he kept withdrawing out of the door.

Just when he wanted to go out, Jiang Futing's eyes flickered, and then his expression revealed decisiveness, he took a step ahead of the man and closed the door first.

"You! What do you want to do! The man leaned directly against the back of the door, looked at him with a look of horror, and hid his other hand in his pocket, and squeezed it a little harder.

"You know." Jiang Futing looked at the subtle movements of the person in front of him without a trace,

A faint opening.

As he spoke, he remembered the scene when he came.

The angle of this room is very awkward, although it is at the end of the corridor, but it is quite eye-catching, if there is any change in yourself, people outside can also notice it immediately.

But when he heard the news of Lin Jin and Jiang Chao's sudden disappearance, Jiang Futing's brows tightened.

He must get out!

"You let go of Lao Tzu, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being unkind!" The other party leaned against the back of the door and threatened.

Jiang Futing didn't bother to continue talking nonsense with him, grabbed the hand that the person had been hiding in his pocket, and when the action was pulled, the other party didn't have time to react at all, and his body was staggered over, and the empty bowl in the tray "Wow!" "Shattered to the ground.

His palm tightly squeezed the wrist of the other party holding the knife, and continued to hold the strength in his hand as the other party grinned in pain, until the man's wrist was completely tense and he let go of the knife in his hand.

The man's face changed instantly, and he hurriedly pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear and called loudly: "Come to the last VIP room!" ”

At this imminent moment, Jiang Futing raised his hand knife without hesitation and struck hard at the back of the man's neck, and the other party fainted on the ground before he could react.

"Hey!" "Hey! Something is wrong! The Bluetooth headset that fell out came with an emergency cry on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Futing paused and directly pinched off the phone, then quickly took off the white coat on the other party's body, took out the extra mask from the other party's pocket, and quickly disguised.

When I opened the door, there was already the sound of hurried footsteps in the hallway outside.

He took a composure and pretended to run to the other wards opposite first, taking advantage of the fact that several thugs and doctors who had already rushed up one after another had not yet figured out the situation, and then calmly walked out of the other wards and quietly blended in with the crowd.

His heart was beating violently in his chest, but his steps were still steady.

Just as he was about to completely pass through the crowd, a thug suddenly rushed in front of Jiang Futing with lightning speed.

His deep eyes froze instantly, and his body, which had not fully recovered, was taken down unexpectedly.

Jiang Futing staggered back a few steps before he stood firm.

When he passed by the man, the white coat was brought up, and the corners of the clothes were instantly filled with wind, and something in his pocket slipped to the ground.

"Smack!"

Jiang Futing's breathing suddenly stagnated for a moment, and when the afterglow fell on something on the ground, he almost trembled a little, it was the position of the owner of this dress.

The thug casually looked back and apologized, as if he hadn't noticed him.

Jiang Futing hurriedly squatted down, picked up the things, and quickly put them back in his pocket, and the whole process lasted only three or four seconds without the slightest drag.

He did not dare to relax and continued to walk out of the crowd.

"Wait a minute!"

Jiang Futing's steps suddenly stopped.

"That's you!" The person who spoke was the one who had just bumped into him and apologized to him, the voice continued

"Take off your mask!" ”

Jiang Futing could feel that all the eyes were instantly hot on him.

There was a sudden silence all around, and Jiang Futing could almost feel everyone's burning breathing.

One after another eyes pierced his body like needles.

"Hurry up!" The thug's tone was clearly leading, urging him tightly.

At the same time, his footsteps were getting closer and closer to him.

Now that it's been discovered, you can't run away directly.

Jiang Futing turned his head slightly, and looked at the people present casually, there were quite a few people, and now most of the people should have gathered here.

He quickly calculated his odds of winning in his head.

After thinking about it, Jiang Futing took off his mask and looked straight at the person in front of him with a sharp gaze.

The man in the lead didn't even need to give any more orders, and the crowd gathered around him.

He walked over slowly with steady steps, raised his head and faced the rabble surrounding him indifferently, but his dark eyes were even more cold.

(End of chapter)