Divorced, still making trouble?

Lei Shao has a wide network of contacts in C City, even if he is not there, the news that needs to be inquired will be passed back without missing a beat.

According to the clues, the local police quickly found Tong Fei, but the arrest process was not smooth, because Tong Fei was also seriously injured and admitted to the hospital, so far he is still under postoperative observation.

However, the bullet casings extracted by the police at the scene were not live ammunition, but blank bullets with no lethality.

Hearing the news, Ji Mingzhe immediately understood that it might not be so easy to send Tong Fei in by taking this opportunity.

"Over there at the hospital, Qiu Ye's aunt asked someone to bring Qiu Nian over..."

Ji Mingzhe suddenly raised his eyes.

Lei Shao paused for a while, and then said, "With his younger brother by his side, his sense of survival may be stronger. If he can't make it through..."

The only person in the world who is closest to Qiu Ye's blood also had time to see him for the last time.

When it came to life and death, the atmosphere in the room became a bit more dull.

Ji Shaoze turned to look at Ji Mingzhe, "Do you want to go there?"

"I'm buying a plane ticket now." Ji Mingzhe said.

In the evening, Ji Mingzhe rushed to Aihua Hospital from the airport in City C. Mr. Qiu, Qiu Ye's sister-in-law and Qiu Nian were all sitting on the benches in the corridor.

Ji Mingzhe pursed his lips and looked at the three people from afar.

It was precisely because these people were there that he understood how dangerous the situation of the person lying inside was.

Qiu Min was still attending a dinner party for beautiful women last night, but a phone call made her rush to City C before she even had time to change her clothes. At this moment, she was still wearing an evening dress, but her delicate makeup was gone. It is even more difficult to hide haggard and sad.

She secretly turned her head and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, but suddenly met Ji Mingzhe's gaze.

Qiu Min frowned for a moment, and then whispered to the old man, "Dad, I'm going to the bathroom."

The old man waved his hands solemnly.

Qiu Min stood up and walked towards Ji Mingzhe stepping on too high heels.

"What are you doing here?" she asked sharply.

Ji Mingzhe knew that this sister-in-law hated him deeply, and he didn't want to exchange pleasantries with her, so he said coldly, "Come and see Qiu Ye."

"Aye, you don't need to look at it." Qiu Min said viciously.

Ji Mingzhe ignored her, just turned around and sat down on a chair not far away.

Now Qiu Min was not in the mood to be unhappy, she glared at Ji Mingzhe, then went back with a sullen face, then said something to old man Qiu in a low voice, and then old man Qiu looked at Ji Mingzhe.

Looking at Qiu Maoliang's eyes, Ji Mingzhe only nodded calmly at him, and then looked away.

Now is not the time to visit, Ji Mingzhe can only wait.

At night, even though Qiu Ye was in danger, according to regulations, only one person could be left as an escort in the hospital. Mr. Qiu was getting old, and Qiu Nian was an autistic child, so Qiu Min advised the two of them to go to a hotel opened outside rest.

Mr. Qiu originally wanted to keep two bodyguards to take care of him, but the hospital refused. The old man got off his crutch angrily. If Qiu Ye couldn't move now, he would have arranged for someone to go through the transfer procedures.

In the end, only Qiu Min remained in the hospital, and someone from Ji Mingzhe's side had already greeted the dean, so no one came to let him leave.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the hospital was quiet, only the sound of shift nurses pushing medicine carts in and out of the ward.

The temperature in the air cooled down, Qiu Min rubbed her arms, she was only wearing a sleeveless dress, sitting on the chair at the moment, she felt a bit cold.

Suddenly a coat was thrown on her body, Qiu Min raised his head, looked at Ji Mingzhe who came over at some time and frowned and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Ji Mingzhe didn't speak, just approached the intensive care unit, and then stared at Qiu Ye inside through the glass on the door.

When the director of this hospital comes down from the operating table later, he will be given an extra half hour of visitation rights.

Qiu Min didn't get an answer, she stared at her beautiful eyes, and subconsciously wanted to get angry, but looking at the coat in her hand, she opened her mouth, she didn't say anything, she just put the clothes on her body.

Not long after, the young director of Aihua Hospital came over in a white coat.

"Mr. Ji?" The other party looked at Ji Mingzhe and said.

Ji Mingzhe nodded and stretched out his hand, "Hello."

"Hello," the dean shook hands with him. "The patient's condition is very unstable now. I will also be present during the visit. The time may be adjusted according to the situation, is that okay?"

"Okay." Ji Mingzhe said.

"I want to go in too." Qiu Min who heard their conversation suddenly said.

The dean looked at her and explained calmly, "Only one person can enter at a time."

Qiu Min turned cold, "That should be me too, I am the patient's aunt."

"I want to go in." Ji Mingzhe looked at her and said.

When he was speaking, his eyes were cold and there was no ups and downs, but Qiu Min was silent for an instant, and sat back resentfully.

After the communication, Ji Mingzhe was taken to be disinfected and put on a sterile suit, and then entered the intensive care unit.

In the intensive care unit, the most advanced medical equipment imported from abroad was working around the bed, while Qiu Ye was lying on the bed, wearing an oxygen mask, and his body was completely covered in a snow-white quilt from his shoulders down.

The dean first looked at Qiu Ye's condition, and then went to check various data indicators. Ji Mingzhe took a few steps forward and came to the bedside.

He thought he would see a bloodless face, but because Qiu Ye was running a fever, the face was not too ugly.

However, the appearance has changed a little.

Because there was also a wound on his head, in order to facilitate treatment, the hospital shaved him directly, which made his already beautiful facial features sharper.

It's a pity that during the more than one year of suffering, Qiu Ye's brows and eyes gave off that flamboyant feeling that was almost a bit prickly. At some point, there was a wrinkle between his brows, as if hiding an indescribable secret. Sorrow, and at this moment, probably because of the injury, the folds appeared deeper on this frail and thin face.

Ji Mingzhe reached out and touched Qiu Ye's eyelashes, but unfortunately the owner of the eyelashes fell into a deep coma at the moment and did not give him any response.

"You can talk to him, the voice of an important person can increase his desire to survive." The dean stood aside and said.

Hearing this, Ji Mingzhe looked at Qiu Ye, but didn't speak for a while.

He hated this person, but never wanted this person to die, but what did he want to say?

What else can he say to Qiu Ye now?

Ji Mingzhe was stunned for a moment.

He knew that he was indeed an important person to Qiu Ye now, even Ji Mingzhe could guess that Qiu Ye's abandonment at that time might have something to do with him.

But speaking to this person has become a very difficult thing.

What can arouse his desire to survive?Of course it is what he wants most.

What does Qiu Ye want?Want to do it all over again.

But Ji Mingzhe couldn't do it, even if he just lied to the other party at this moment, he couldn't say it.

After a while, Ji Mingzhe pursed his lower lip, bent down and whispered a few words in Qiu Ye's ear.

"Speak more." The dean next to him reminded.

Ji Mingzhe glanced at the other party, then leaned against the bed, and repeated what he just said several times in a low voice.

"what?"

The dean next to him looked at the data that suddenly started to jump on the machine and was surprised. Ji Mingzhe was about to get up and ask what's wrong, but his right index finger, which was propped by the bed, was suddenly grabbed by the other hand.

Ji Mingzhe raised his head immediately, and then saw Qiu Ye's eyebrows twitching, as if struggling to wake up.

The dean rang the calling bell first, then asked Ji Mingzhe to stand aside, and stepped forward to check Qiu Ye's eyelids.

Qiu Ye's attending doctor rushed over quickly, and checked the situation with the dean.

Ji Mingzhe didn't understand what happened, he frowned and looked at the two of them.

Five minutes later, the dean put down the recording board, patted Ji Mingzhe's arm and told him that the patient had just reacted to his words. able to wake up.

Hearing this, Ji Mingzhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then thanked the two of them.

Afterwards, he was asked to leave the intensive care unit. When he went out, Ji Mingzhe lowered his eyes and rubbed his fingertips, which seemed to still have a trace of warmth from the other party, and then looked at Qiu Ye again.

He didn't expect that his words would cause such a big reaction from the other party.

He said, "Ji Mingzhe disappeared, and he fell into the hands of the teacher again."

"He's waiting for you to rescue him."