Tingfeng Town Hospital.

The nurse walked into the room with the tray for injection, bent down to hold the arm of the pillow God.

As soon as the fingertips touched the other man's arm, a hand reached over and grabbed her wrist violently.

"Ahh

The nurse exclaimed.

Emperor Lin opened his eyes, saw that it was the nurse, and relaxed and let go of the other party's palm.

"I'm sorry."

Met his eyes, and the nurse smiled at him kindly.

"Where's my companion?"

"He's in the surgical treatment room next door, and the doctor is helping him with his wounds and blood transfusions." The nurse took the syringe from the tray and said, "I'm ...... now."

Emperor Lin stood up from the hospital bed, "Is there a phone here?" ”

"There's a phone at the nurse's station in the hallway, but you're ...... right now"

Before the nurse could finish speaking, Emperor Lin had already strode out of the ward, looked left and right, and turned around and walked to the side of the surgical processing room.

Through the glass on the door, I saw that the doctor was helping Lu Wenqing treat his wounds.

Lu Wenqing was lying on the pillow with his eyes closed, with blood vessels and drippers in his hands, and his face was much more ruddy than before.

Nearby, a doctor and a nurse were helping him with a wound on his leg.

Emperor Lin relaxed, turned and walked towards the nurses' station on the right.

It's just a small hospital in the town, and there are less than ten doctors and nurses combined.

In the nurse's station, a middle-aged nurse is recording something.

On the wall opposite the nurses' station hangs a television set with local news playing.

Seeing Emperor Lin, the nurse smiled.

"You're awake, great, we haven't registered your name and address yet."

"Can I borrow a phone?" Emperor Lin's eyes fell on the landline phone on the stage, "I'm going to call my wife." ”

"Of course." The nurse smiled and pushed the phone at him.

Emperor Lin grabbed the receiver and pressed Jun Qing's phone, just when he pressed the sixth digit, the advertisement on the TV station switched to news, and the voice of the news anchor sounded.

"Now, together with you, we will continue to follow the news of the death of the president of the Emperor Group......"

Hearing this voice, Emperor Lin instinctively turned his face in the direction of the TV.

At this point, the news interface has switched to the dock.

"Now, our reporter is broadcasting live at the pier, and it is reported that Mr. Di was involved in an accident last night, and the rescue team has been searching for ...... since last night."

On the dock, there are people jumping, and in addition to these news TV stations, there are many reporters waiting.

Two helicopters were flying over the sea and landed in the open space of the pier.

"It looks like a helicopter is back, let's go see what the results are?"

The female anchor grabbed the earpiece and ran over, and other reporters also rushed over, wanting to get first-hand news materials.

The news footage propelled the helicopter, and Emperor Lin saw the familiar figure jumping from the helicopter at a glance.

The white T-shirt on Jun Qing's body was dirty, with blood stains on one side, and he was still holding a blazer in his hand.

Because the camera is far away, I can't see her face clearly, but I can still see from her messy hair, I was afraid that she was afraid that the wind blew all night at sea yesterday, and her long hair was a little messy on her body, and she looked very haggard.

On her side, in addition to Zhao Yiyi and Xiao Gao, there were several other people.

Emperor Lin narrowed his eyes and recognized it as Feng Shen and Di Sifan.

"Miss Jun, have you found Mr. Di?"

"Is there any whereabouts for Mr. Di?"