Wen Hao pursed his lips, looking like he wanted to say but didn't dare to say it, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and called out tremblingly: "Less...... Young Master......"

Jian Junxi's thick eyebrows were slightly raised, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked coldly, "Who are you calling?" ”

"That's it...... Just ......" Wen Hao hesitated, not daring to say that he was informing Jiang Heng......

Jian Junxi's terrifying gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the flesh of a person, peeking into the depths of his heart, and his thin lips moved slightly: "You...... Is there something you're hiding from me? ”

Wen Hao's spine stiffened, and he explained in a trembling voice: "I...... I just think...... You don't have to be so stiff! ”

Jian Junxi's thin lips pursed into a cold straight line, and he just wanted to say something.

The mobile phone in his hand was vibrating, and when he saw that it was Jiang Heng, he glared at Wen Hao coldly and refused to answer directly......

"Young Master...... Actually." Wen Hao wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to say it......

Seeing that there were unread text messages, she clicked on them......

The more I looked at it, the paler my face became, and my fair hands trembled from slightly trembling to violently......

Wen Hao was shocked, and asked hoarsely, "Young Master, what's wrong?" ”

All the words, like one thunderbolt after another, exploded directly in her brain.

All of a sudden she felt like the world was spinning, everything in front of her seemed to be dancing, her eyes were rolling, her ears were buzzing, and her body was falling straight down.

"Young Master......" "Young Master......" Ji Zhong and Abu who was pushing a wheelchair were shocked......

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Wen Hao held her waist in time and let him sit in his arms.

And she, no matter how the storm and thunder invaded her body, still clutched the mobile phone in her hand tightly......

Ji Zhong immediately pinched her human acupoint and choked up: "Your body is too bad to last too long."

You are obedient, rest at home, those things, let Wen Hao and them deal with them, okay? ”

After Jian Junxi woke up, he kept taking deep breaths as if he was lacking oxygen.

Wen Hao lowered his eyes, just saw the content of the text message, his face suddenly turned pale as paper, and he hurriedly comforted: "Young master, he is fine now, Jiang Heng has been by his side!" ”

"Do you need to carry the young master to a wheelchair?" Abu asked with a worried look on his face.

"Quick, it's cold on the ground, send her back to her room!" Ji Zhong's anxious face was like the winter snow left next to the boulders between the mountains and ravines.

"I'll do it!" Wen Hao wanted to pick her up......

Jian Junxi pushed his hand away and asked very weakly, "You...... When did you find out? ”

Wen Hao's face froze, pursed his lips and said, "Just ...... Just before moving the safe......"

She tried so hard to save him, pushed him away so hard, tried so hard to protect him, but as a result, she still couldn't escape this predetermined fate......

The corners of Jian Junxi's thin lips pulled out a touch of bitterness, and the bottom of his melancholy eyes was like a sad starry sky, and the glittering tears were distressing.

In fact, she should have discovered it a long time ago, with such a big movement, with his ability, how could he do nothing?

Abu pushed Jiang Heng away, forcibly carried Jian Junxi to a wheelchair, and pushed her to prepare to walk to the room......

"Magnetic ......" The mobile phone in Jian Junxi's hand began to vibrate, it was Yan Rongliang, the time was up......

In fact, it had already run out of time, and Yan Rongliang saw that their personnel were too scattered, and the people on the edge of the island had to run to the hospital, and they couldn't do it in five minutes.

In order not to hurt the innocent, he waited for nearly ten more minutes......

Several people pushed her forward, but no one dared to speak......

"Send me to the rooftop ......" Jian Junxi opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, and a layer of tears floated under his empty eyes, like the whimper of the autumn wind and the falling leaves.

(End of chapter)