"So, Quan Zimo, can you guarantee that I will never fall into the hands of Zhuo Lan?"

As long as it doesn't fall into Zhuo Lan's hands, let him do anything! Even if you go...... Let him die.

"I can't guarantee it right now."

"What do you mean!?"

"Oh my God, don't make me repeat a phrase too many times! I've made it very clear that it's not up to me to decide what I'm going to do. It's up to you, you, to decide. ”

"I don't quite understand."

"In a nutshell. I'm going to ask you a few questions next. What I do depends on how our conversation turns out. I can give you a guarantee now. If you dare to deceive me and lie to me for a single word, then no matter how much value you have, I can do without it. I'll just throw you to Zhuo Lan. I guess that's the last thing you want to see, right? ”

"Quan Zimo, you always say that it depends on the outcome of our conversation. But what exactly do you want to talk to me about? ”

"My next question, you have to be honest and honest. As long as I get what I want to know, your safety, I'll guarantee it. Is it simple enough? ”

"But what you want to know, I may not be able to give you."

"Wrong, very wrong! If I want to know, I will be able to give it to me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to all the trouble to get you, would I? ”

"Okay!" Zhuo Yi nodded, "So, what do you want to ask?" ”

"First, how did you escape from Lai's blockade?"

Zhuo Yi was also unambiguous, and replied generously: "At that time, we were on the way to the scene of the accident, and Gu Lingse received a phone call. She's cautious, but I know she's on the phone. Of course, I thought it was more likely that she would call you, but I didn't expect that the person who called her turned out to be Li Zhaoyu. ”

"Go on."

"Although I didn't guess who it was, I guessed that Gu Lingse was calling you. I knew then that there would be something going to happen on your side. And what you are most likely to do is what you have to do. There is only one. ”

"Blocking messages." Quan Zimo replied with kindness, "And, when the situation is not right, kill all those who know." ”

"That's right. I just expected this, so from the moment I got out of the car, I was on guard against Gu Lingsheng and was secretly observing her. Anything out of the ordinary about her, I'll run away immediately. Of course, from the moment I got out of the car, I noticed that someone had been spying on me. ”

Quan Zimo nodded, "The person who is monitoring you is Li Zhaoyu's dead subordinate." "He was killed by me. Zhuo Yi didn't hide it at all, because even if he didn't say it, Quan Zimo would definitely think of it. Instead of letting people squeeze toothpaste and threaten him little by little, he said that it was better for him to be honest at the beginning. At least, he can still get a pretty good impression here with Quan Zimo, isn't he?

Zhuo Yi picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then continued: "That person turned out to be Li Zhaoyu's subordinate, I don't know until now." I thought he was your man. ”

"It doesn't matter who it is. A dead man, I don't care. You continue. ”

"I know he's spying on me. The purpose is nothing more than two, first, when the situation does not deteriorate, he just needs to ensure that I am doing my best to rescue Ye Chengshu. Second, as soon as the situation changed, he controlled me. And I think that there is a certain risk in controlling me, and you should kill me directly. Well, I won't wait for death in vain. ”

"How do you do that?"

"It's simple. I am at the first scene of the accident, whether Ye Chengshu is dead or alive, I will be the first to know. ”

The next thing, there is no need for Zhuo Yi to say more, Quan Zimo understands everything.

Zhuo Yi was at the first scene of the accident, and he was the first person to know the news of Ye Chengshu's death. Originally, Zhuo Yi had made preparations, and he also mastered the monitoring of him, and to put it more directly, he mastered the people who would solve him once the situation changed. Then, when Zhuo Yi noticed the news that Ye Chengshu might not be saved, he would take the initiative to attack and turn passive into active.

When Zhuo Yi learned the news that Ye Chengshu was dead, he took the initiative to attack the person who would solve him. At that time, when the news of Ye Chengshu's death came, Li Zhaoyu's subordinates moved quickly. This news is too serious, and the first thing they want to do is definitely to contact Li Zhaoyu. Then, it's time to cordon off the scene and clean up those who will be tricky.

Although it was only a short time of less than three minutes. But for Zhuo Yi, it was enough for him to escape smoothly. For the unsuspected, these three minutes pass in the blink of an eye. Before he could react, he had already become the ghost of Li Zhaoyu's knife. But for Zhuo Yi, a person who was fully prepared to escape, these three minutes were enough for him to kill the people who were spying on him, and escape smoothly before Li Zhaoyu's other subordinates started to blockade him.

In other words, Zhuo Yi, he knew the news that Ye Chengshu was dead.

"I have to say that Mr. Lai's men are very difficult. I've already stabbed the dagger into his body first, and he still hurt me. Speaking of which, before Zhuo Yi could stretch out his hand, the 'rag' on his chest was torn apart.

Quan Zimo narrowed his eyes and looked at the long scar on Zhuo Yi's chest in silence.

The blood had clotted and turned crimson. Obviously, the coagulation of this wound is not natural. The area around the wound, how to put it, is very hideous, very scary. It was obvious that the wound on Zhuo Yi's chest had already festered. And the stench on his body is not actually his clothes, but his wounds!

The reason why he took off the clothes of the sleeping homeless man and put them on his body was because Zhuo Yi wanted to use this clothes to hide the stench emitted by the scars on his chest!

Otherwise, a man in a suit and leather shoes has a foul smell on his body, which is too conspicuous. Not to mention Zhuo Lan's subordinates, even any ordinary passer-by would feel strange.

After thinking about it, Zhuo Yi wanted to cover his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and pressed it against the wound on his chest.

"I may not be able to hold out for long. Why don't we talk a little faster? ”

"There's no hurry." Quan Zimo was really not in a hurry this time, he called a sentence, and a bodyguard immediately came in outside the door, and Quan Zimo ordered: "Find Uncle Zhang." ”

"Thank you."

Although Zhuo Yi had never met Uncle Zhang, he knew that there was such a person as Uncle Zhang.

can let Ye Zhenqiu's personal doctor treat his wounds, can he also be regarded as a blessing in disguise?

Zhuo Yi shook his head, he felt that his head was getting duller and duller. First he lost too much blood, and then the wound became infected, and now he will pass out at any time, and he himself is not surprised at all.

can hold on to see Quan Zimo, Zhuo Yi is already very satisfied with his performance.

If it hadn't really happened, he couldn't believe that he, a pampered young master, could endure this moment.

Soon, Dr. Zhang came over with a medical kit.

When he saw Zhuo Yi's wound, Dr. Zhang first frowned fiercely, "What's the matter with all of you?" One or two, scrambling to get yourself hurt? Do you think your body is too strong, or do you think I'm too strong as an old man? ”

In just one day, how many wounded and sick people has he dealt with? Have they counted it themselves!

"All day long, don't let me worry!"

scolded and scolded, but Dr. Zhang, who treated the wounds under his hands, did not fall.

He said, "I won't give you anesthetics." Bear with yourself. ”

Zhuo Yi nodded, and bit the wooden strip handed over by Dr. Zhang into his mouth.

Even if Dr. Zhang wanted to give him an anesthetic, he would refuse. Once the anesthetic was administered, he lost consciousness and fell into a coma. And now, he must stay awake. At the very least, he must not faint. Otherwise, during his fainting, he may never wake up again!

Although he has believed Quan Zimo's words for nine points. But he still can't joke with his life. If, what if Quan Zimo suddenly changed his attention? Did you decide to hand him over to Zhuo Lan again?

"Bite tight!" At the moment before the operation, Dr. Zhang said to Zhuo Yi seriously: "I will use a scalpel to remove the infected dead flesh near your wound." It's going to hurt, you'll have to bite the stick, or you-"

Zhuo Yi only nodded, and motioned to Dr. Zhang to operate on him as soon as possible, if he didn't bite the wooden stick tightly, what the consequences would be, he knew very well.

It was nothing more than that he bit off his tongue and died on the spot.

What else could be possible?

The desk was temporarily used as an operating table, and Zhuo Yi lay on the desk. Biting the wooden stick in his mouth, he looked at the diamond chandelier on the ceiling with a blank face—

He's endured it for so long, he has to endure it!

Have to!

Otherwise, everything he had endured before would become—

"Uh-huh——!"

The moment the scalpel cut through his skin, Zhuo Yi knew that it was such a pain!

It hurts to the extreme!

Heartbreaking!

He thought he could tolerate it, but he couldn't.

A pampered young master who does not touch the spring water with his ten fingers, he can't bear this pain.

And at this moment, Quan Zimo's voice seemed to float from a long distance, and he said-

"Zhuo Yi, if you die, it will be a hundred. But if you don't die, you'll be a waste. Well, I don't mind making a deal with Zhuolan. ”

Zhuo Lan!

This name made Zhuo Yi, who had fallen into a near-death state, have life in his pupils.

"It works!" Doctor Zhang wears many hats, not only to operate on Zhuo Yi, but also to play the role of a nurse, keeping Zhuo Yi in a state all the time. It's a bit of a struggle for him.

When did he enter the operating room with more than a dozen nurses and his students with him? Most of the time, he just had to give orders, and he didn't even need his own hands to touch the blood. His students were able to operate the scalpel as thin as a cicada's wings perfectly.

For many years, he had not personally pinched a scalpel.

Glancing at Zhuo Yi, Doctor Zhang ordered Quan Zimo, "His pupils have gradually narrowed. You don't stop, keep stimulating him! ”

Because there is no anesthetic, the severe pain will stimulate the body's self-protection skills. It will automatically put people into a near-death state. That is, a state in which no pain is felt and consciousness is in a coma.

And in medicine, this state is called -

Vegetable!

If Zhuo Yi can't get his consciousness back, then his consciousness is likely to wander around somewhere for the rest of his life and never get it back. And Zhuo Yi will become a living dead, with no sense, no pain, nothing, but he is still alive.

A living dead.