The young man who cultivated the truth returned to the city

"Why didn't you answer?"

Ji Mo made several calls in a row, but Zhao Yue didn't answer, so he hung up the phone reluctantly.

Although Ji Mo's injuries no longer bleed, some internal injuries cannot be healed by time. On the contrary, if no good treatment method is found, the internal injuries will only become more and more serious, and eventually become hidden diseases.

"Stabilize the internal injuries first." Ji Mo said in his heart.

Ji Mo closed his eyes and slowly circulated his Qi. The Qi circulated through the veins throughout his body. Ji Mo also had a general understanding of his injuries.

Then he took out a blue fruit from the ring and put it into his mouth. This blue fruit is a kind of healing medicine. Although the effect is not outstanding, compared with the medicines in the world, this is a golden elixir. .

After swallowing the blue fruit, Ji Mo clasped his hands together, and the true energy in his body moved slowly again, with clouds of blue gas rising around his body. For Ji Mo now, this is the fastest way to treat internal injuries. method.

However, while Ji Mo was recovering from his injuries, on a certain stretch of road in the distance, a Lamborghini was speeding towards Bishui Bay.

Half an hour later, Ji Mo lost his temper.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough..."

A ball of black blood spurted out from his mouth and stained the white sheets, which was very conspicuous.

"Ah!"

The sound of braking sounded outside.

"Bang!"

The door outside was pushed open violently.

Ji Mo frowned, who is he?

Zhang Yuhua had just left and it was impossible to come back. Besides, Zhang Yuhua knew that he needed to rest, so he would never open the door so hard.

Who could it be?

"Crack!"

The door to Jimo's room was pushed open violently, and a woman walked in with a cold air all over her body.

Zhao Shiyao held the ice spike in her hand, and her expression was still as cold as before. Compared to yesterday, her expression was a little more determined.

She was so cruel, she wanted to kill him!

Before opening the door, Zhao Shiyao imagined in her mind what Ji Mo might be doing, such as having dinner with some of his friends, chatting happily, or calling a few beautiful women. , playing in his mansion, his pig's trotters were touching a woman's breast, or he was hurriedly packing his things to escape from the city...

But the moment she opened the door, she was stunned. The scene inside was completely different from what she had imagined!

There were no friends, no beautiful women, and Jimo didn’t pack his things to escape...

In a very ordinary bedroom, on a big white bed, Ji Mo was covered with bandages and his face was extremely pale. He had the most bandages on his chest, but it was not difficult to see that his chest was sunken and he was covering it with sick hands. Mouth, he coughed up blood from time to time, and the white quilt in front of him was stained red by the blood he coughed up.

His body was too thin. Zhao Shiyao had never noticed it before, but now Ji Mo had no clothes on his upper body, only bandages. She could see clearly that he was much thinner than some skinny models. This body did not look like him at all. It is the body a man should have.

In addition, he had many large and small wounds on his body, each one shocking...

What on earth could have happened to make a person hurt like this?

What happened to him...

The murderous aura on Zhao Shiyao's body was instantly extinguished, and the ice thorns in her hands gradually turned into ice crystals and dissipated.

"Zhao Yue?"

When Ji Mo saw that it was her, he couldn't help but was stunned. You didn't answer the call I just called you. Why did you come to my house and kick in the door now?

"What's the matter with your injuries?" Zhao Shiyao asked with a frown.

She really wanted to torture Ji Mo, but when she saw how injured he was, Zhao Shiyao found that she couldn't do it. On the contrary, she actually felt pity in her heart.

Ji Mo looked at his injuries and couldn't find a good excuse for a while, so he made up an explanation using his illness and said: "On the viaduct, my illness suddenly occurred and I fell."

"sick?"

"It's a kind of disease that causes great pain as soon as you get sick, and then you faint from the pain." Ji Mo continued to write.

"How did you get this disease?" Zhao Shiyao asked.

"I don't know either." Ji Mo smiled slightly and said, "Zhao Yue, thank you for caring about me."

Do I care about you?

Zhao Shiyao's face instantly turned cold again, "Say it again, I guarantee your head will fall off!"

"Okay, I won't tell you. Can you help me find some paper? It's not convenient for me..." Jimo pointed to the corner of his mouth and said.

Zhao Shiyao saw a ball of blood at the corner of his mouth. If he didn't wipe it off now, it would dry on it. It was really inconvenient.

"I'll get it for you." Zhao Shiyao said coldly.

After a while, Zhao Shiyao returned to the bedroom and threw the toilet paper in her hand towards Ji Moyi.

Ji Mo's arm was in pain, and it took a lot of effort to catch the circle of very light toilet paper. Then he smiled slightly at Zhao Yue and said, "Thank you."

Zhao Yue is from the Zhao family. She was very kind even if she didn't kill herself. What's more, she is helping herself get toilet paper now...

"What method did you use to make the bracelet invalid?" Zhao Shiyao stood beside the bed and said coldly.

Ji Mo wiped the blood on his mouth and said innocently: "I don't know either. I heard from the doctor that I was in a coma for two days. When I woke up, I found that the bracelet was broken. Finally I put it on and tried it on. Then I picked it up and found that it connected by itself... Finally, you came suddenly. "

After listening to Ji Mo's explanation, Zhao Shiyao said with certainty: "It's impossible, my ice crystal chain can't break by itself!"

"Don't disbelieve it, look, it really broke, and there is a crack."

Ji Mo had guessed that she wouldn't believe it, so while making up a lie, he had already used his true energy to make a crack on the bracelet.

Ji Mo's hand stretched out in front of Zhao Shiyao, Zhao Shiyao looked carefully and found that there was indeed a crack on the chain in his hand.

Zhao Shiyao frowned, she couldn't figure out how the chain broke, how could her ability be wrong?

Seeing that Zhao Yue had "seen it with her own eyes", Ji Mo withdrew his hand, with a comforting smile on his face, and asked: "You came to me because you were afraid that I would run away?"

"Who knows if you will run away?" Zhao Shiyao looked at Ji Mo with a look of "you are not a trustworthy person" and said.

"I've said it before, I won't run away. And I was afraid that you would think I ran away, so I called you several times right after I woke up from my coma, but you didn't answer." Ji Mo said.

"..." Zhao Shiyao suddenly remembered that Aunt Li told her that a strange number kept calling her. At that time, she was angry and didn't take it seriously at all, so she didn't answer the call.

Zhao Shiyao took out her mobile phone and found that there were seven missed calls on it, and these missed calls were all from a number starting with 189.

She clicked on this number and called back. After a few seconds, Ji Mo's mobile phone on the table rang.

It really was him who called! Did he really not think about running away? Did he really come to atone for his sins? Did he really want to kill him to relieve his hatred?

At this moment, Zhao Shiyao felt that Ji Mo was really like he said, just wanting to atone for his sins with his life.

I misunderstood him...

Seeing that Zhao Yue finally believed in himself, Ji Mo asked: "Have you found your young lady?"

"Are you so anxious to see my young lady? Or are you so anxious to die?" Zhao Shiyao's expression eased a little.

"I am anxious to see your young lady and to die."

"Why do you have to die?"

"It's simple, I want to atone for my sins." Ji Mo said seriously.

"If I were you, I would choose never to return to this city, and never come back to die." Zhao Shiyao also said seriously.

"But even if I don't come to die, I will still die."

"What do you mean?"

"My disease is a terminal illness. If it can't be cured, I have at most two months to live. Even if your young lady doesn't kill me, I will still die." Ji Mo said.

"Terminal illness?" Zhao Shiyao frowned. She thought Ji Mo was really ashamed, so he came to offer his name to atone for his sins?

But unexpectedly, it turned out that he had the courage to come because he had a terminal illness! If he didn't have this terminal illness, I'm afraid this guy would still be living outside! He will never come back!

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