Jian Junxi took a deep breath, thought about it in his mind, and said casually: "I forgot, I just remember that I was very busy at the time, and it happened to be close to the exam, and my time was too precious."

By the time I paid attention to it again, it had already begun to torment me day and night, and I checked it myself and found that this position was too tricky to go under the knife, so I gave up! ”

"Perhaps, at that time, you can use the knife ......" Ji Zhong's regretful tone was as gloomy as the autumn wind.

Jian Junxi's eyes flashed slightly, and his internal organs seemed to be trapped by a thin wire, and it was extremely difficult for him to breathe.

raised his lips and said hoarsely: "Grandpa Ji, you really don't have to be sad, whether it's me, or my parents, including those brothers under my command, everyone is fed up with this day of licking blood from the knife and waiting for the day."

There are so many things that I need to do, it's my responsibility, I can move anywhere in my body, but my brain can't.

Whether it's nerve center damage, memory loss, or death on the operating table, I can't accept any of the results.

I'd rather be like a firework, blooming in an instant, as long as I can take revenge, and live until that day! ”

"Young Master......" Ji Zhong couldn't help but redden, still wanting to make a final effort.

"Grandpa Ji, it's not early, let's go back and pack up our things first!" After Jian Junxi finished speaking, he stood up and took the lead to the door of the study.

Ji Zhong and Wen Hao stood up and wanted to say something, but they also understood that it was useless to say anything for the time being, so they silently followed her and went out.

In the car, out of Qinya Garden, Wen Hao asked puzzledly: "Master, is there anything wrong with the young master's health?" ”

Ji Zhong's eyes were full of vicissitudes and helplessness, he sighed heavily, pursed his lips and said lightly: "This problem is something we can't solve, let's think of a way to see if we can do a craniotomy!" ”

"Oh!" Wen Hao saw that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't ask any more.

Ji Zhong visited a few old friends who were studying medicine, and asked them to borrow some materials, which was delayed for a long time.

After Wen Hao sent Ji Zhong home, he rushed to his house non-stop.

It's just that as soon as he entered the villa, he was held to the back of the head with a gun.

A man walked out in front, wearing a black mid-style down jacket, black trousers and black leather shoes, with a height of about 1.8 meters on the side of his eyes, wearing a mask, and his face could not be seen.

Wen Hao frowned and asked, "Who are you and what do you want to do?" ”

"Huh...... Young people are supposed to be smart, do you want to guess? The man chuckled lightly, listening to the voice, it was a middle-aged man.

Wen Hao didn't have the slightest fear, although he didn't know that the threats, kidnappings and intimidation in the past were all done by Jian Junxi

But the more times you are kidnapped, the more psychologically strong, and the worst result is death, what is there to be afraid of!

He narrowed his eyes and replied without changing his face: "I can't guess, I want money or death!" ”

"Heh......" The man sneered again, and two more men suddenly appeared behind him, holding a bundle of long ropes in their hands, tying Wen Hao's hands behind him.

The man took out his mobile phone from Wen Hao's pocket and said leisurely: "The password ......"

"No, if you want to kill or kill you, don't want to get any information from me!" Wen Hao opened his mouth coldly, and his firm eyes seemed to say, even if you kill me, I won't tell you.

"Oh?" The man was neither angry nor annoyed, picked up his mobile phone and dialed a video call.

(End of chapter)