Bai Zhou covered his face, very speechless, are you pinching yourself badly? Why pinch me?

Director Yang was still staring at her, the expression on his face was indescribable.

Seeing him like this, Bai Zhou was a little worried: "Director Yang, are you okay? Is your blood pressure okay?"

Before he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood that was bigger than just now.

"Old Yang!" Madame was so frightened that she hurriedly went to help.

Bai Zhou was also frightened, and turned his head to look at Wen Junzhi, you have a good idea!

At this time, the doctor came in, and together with several nurses and interns, he examined Director Yang, and the expression on his face slowly changed from solemn to relaxed.

"Don't worry." The old doctor said, "Director Yang has already spit out the mouthful of blood on his chest, it's okay, you just need to cultivate well, eat more nourishing elixirs, and you can raise it back."

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief, and the lady said gratefully, "Thank you, doctor."

The doctor waved his hand and asked the nurse to prepare the medicine, Bai Zhou seemed to think of something, and took out a bottle of Wuliangye in his sleeve.

"Give Director Yang some drinks."

The doctor's face turned pale and he said unhappily, "He is still very weak, how can he drink."

Bai Zhou said, "This is not ordinary wine."

When she opened the cap, a rich aroma of wine wafted out, and the smell made people feel refreshed.

The doctor's expression changed, he took the bottle of Wuliangye, put it to his nose and smelled it, and exclaimed, "This is spirit wine!"

Director Yang lives in the hospital of the Special Security Bureau, and the doctors in it are all specialized in spiritual objects and spiritual doctors, so they are naturally familiar with these.

Bai Zhou said: "This is the spirit wine I found in the fifth layer of the Otherworld before, drinking it can improve cultivation, gather spiritual energy, and drink it all year round can also improve physical fitness and enhance talent."

The doctor's eyes lit up and he said, "That's a good thing."

He reluctantly handed the medicinal wine to his wife, and said, "Give Director Yang a drink, don't drink too much, one cup a day, it is estimated that you can completely recuperate after drinking three or four cups."

He actually wanted a cup to study, but he couldn't open his mouth to such a good thing.

Bai Zhou didn't receive his expectant gaze, and only urged his wife to pour the wine.

Director Yang leaned on the pillow, glanced at Bai Zhou deeply, and then sighed, "If you were a kid, I would beat you up."

Bai Zhou was embarrassed to take out his mobile phone and show him: "Director Yang, I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's the pot of this mobile phone."

Director Yang seemed even more angry, and raised his hand to hit her head.

Bai Zhou closed his eyes in fright, but he just tapped her forehead lightly and said, "You...... How can you not take your life seriously?"

Bai Zhou became serious: "I cherish my life very much, but death is lighter than a feather and heavier than Mount Tai, if I do it again, I will still choose that way."

Director Yang didn't know whether to scold her or praise her.

In fact, he should praise her for understanding righteousness, sacrificing her life for the country, and being a hero, but he hopes that she can live.

Live well.

"How did you survive?" Director Yang asked.

Bai Zhou said, "Someone saved me."

"Who?"

"Taishan Mansion King." Bai Zhou said.

Director Yang: "......"

Bai Zhou looked at Director Yang's expression as if he had eaten Xiang, and immediately understood why Wen Junzhi asked him not to tell the truth.

"I'm kidding." She said, "Actually, I don't know who it is, anyway, there is a person, he is hidden in the depths of that otherworld, very strong, strong to the extent of a god, not an existence that we can fight against. He said that the other world was his, and he didn't want the other world to merge with our world, so he came to save me. That's why Aristotle didn't succeed in sacrificing Nguyen Van An before."

Director Yang's expression became a little more normal.

If you think about it, it's actually quite convincing.

Otherwise, no one can explain why Nguyen Van An's sacrifice was not successful.

As for who that mysterious person really is, who cares?

Isn't it normal to have a person as powerful as a god in the ten thousand worlds?

It's not normal if you don't have it, right?

At this time, Mrs. had already brought the wine glass, and Director Yang drank it, his face suddenly became ruddy, and there was a faint white mist overflowing from his body, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The doctor said that he needed to rest now, leaving his wife to take care of him, and drove Bai Zhou and Wen Junzhi out.

Bai Zhou saw that Director Yang was fine, and he also put down a big stone in his heart.

"That's right." Bai Zhou suddenly thought of something, and said, "I didn't broadcast Nguyen Van An's death live at that time, and the people of South Vietnam are just afraid that they won't give up."

Wen Junzhi said calmly: "Don't worry, you didn't broadcast live, but Director Yang recorded it."

As he spoke, he handed his mobile phone to Bai Zhou and found that there was a video on the tremolo platform, which was actually officially posted.

"The Special Security Bureau still has an official account?" Bai Zhou's eyes widened in shock.