A week later.

Hospital, VIP ward on the top floor.

The bandage on Huo Congzhou's head had been removed, and his shaved head was covered with a layer of stubble, and he sat on the sofa expressionlessly.

Opposite him.

No, at his feet, to be exact, curled up like a man like mud.

The people in his bodyguard team are Changsheng's comrades-in-arms and Changsheng's most trusted friends.

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