After Fang Yabo heard Yang Zhanyi's words, he was stunned, and the hand holding the handle of the wheelchair instantly clenched hard.

But in the end, Fang Yabo didn't do anything, just let Yang Zhanyi quickly push himself to see Chu Jiangmo.

The biting cold wind of January left a cold mark in the air, and there were scratches on the leaves of the tree.

The morning breeze is always cold, and even the last warmth in the hospital room can be blown away.

A man lay quietly on the hospital bed, with a straight knife wound across both eyes on those closed eyes, and a deep mark on the bridge of his nose.

The daily torture made his cheeks more angular.

Perhaps only the corners of the mouth that have been slightly raised can be seen that the man lying on the hospital bed is in a state of consciousness.

Fang Yabo tilted his head and nodded to Yang Zhanyi, and then slowly drove into the ward with a wheelchair alone.

"Fang Yabo, is that you?"

Chu Jiangmo's ears moved slightly, and when he heard a sound similar to the rotation of a roller, he knew that it was Fang Yabo coming.

"How do you know it's me?" Fang Yabo manipulated the wheelchair and finally docked next to the hospital bed where Chu Jiangmo was lying.

"I can't imagine anyone else coming to visit me in the first place."

Chu Jiang silently heard this and smiled lightly.

In fact, Chu Jiangmo was very sure that the person who came was thin.

He had learned to swim, and he had set up the bridge under the river.

The stones and bricks used to build the bridge are the result of his accumulation over the years.

Ever since Lan Ember was kidnapped in that old factory as a child, he has been learning to swim.

When he was a child, he always complained about himself, complaining that if he had worked harder, he might have been able to save Lan Ember earlier.

So he carried Lan Ember and his parents on his back, and he has been learning all kinds of breath-holding, swimming, and swimming back and forth in the river.

Even build water bridges in the river.

Otherwise, whenever Lan Ember saw him when he was a child, he wouldn't have been wet all the time.

As for the small wound on his body, it was the one he unfortunately fell on the way from the small hill to the bottom of the hill every time.

And the reason why he did this was just to run faster.

Who would have thought that his outstanding athletic achievements would be cultivated under such circumstances.

So he knew very well that when he was rescued by Fang Yabo, he heard Fang Yabo's gasping sound.

Fang Yabo was born in a military family, and after so many years in the army, how could his physical fitness be so poor.

So he knew on the spot that Fang Yabo was extremely seriously injured, but he didn't expect that Fang Yabo's wound was so serious that he could be put in a wheelchair.

"Wounds on your body." Fang Yabo couldn't help frowning as he watched Chu Jiangmo's right hand being wrapped in a large circle of gauze.

"I've dealt with it, but it's useless."

When Chu Jiangmo said this, an extremely indifferent smile appeared on his face.

"Don't talk nonsense, cooperate with the doctor and have a good rest." Even though Fang Yabo knew that Chu Jiangmo couldn't see it, he still subconsciously shook his head.

"I know my body better than anyone else." Chu Jiangmo smiled lightly, how could he not know his body?

If you can recover from your illness with a good rest, there will not be so many people in the world.

"If it weren't for the doctor giving me a lot of anesthesia and paralyzing my nerves, I probably wouldn't have the strength to talk to you right now."

Chu Jiangmo's voice was much weaker than usual, but even so, the smile on Chu Jiangmo's face still never disappeared.

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