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When the topic of reunion came up, a different look finally appeared in Xu Qinghuan's eyes.

"Tuantuan...is she alright?"

"She's fine! Xia Wanyu didn't do anything to her, and Jiajia protected her the whole time, so she wasn't even hurt!"

"What about Jiajia?"

Nie Zhisen pursed his thin lips, not answering her immediately.

Xu Qinghuan's heart clenched, and she grabbed his sleeve, anxiously asking, "Is Jiajia badly injured? Did Xia Wanyu do something to her?"

The thought of what Xia Wanyu was going to do filled Xu Qinghuan with fear!

She feared that Fu Jiajia had already suffered those torments!

"She's fine, perfectly fine! Don't worry, Jiajia has already been taken back by her parents to be cared for." Nie Zhisen quickly reassured her, "You're the one who's most seriously injured here, Huanhuan, come back with me, you don't know how long you'll have to wait here!"

When Nie Zhisen arrived at the scene, Fu Yanshi was already in a deep coma and had been put into an ambulance, along with Xia Wanyu.

He went into the warehouse, and as soon as he entered, he could smell the stench of blood. Following the smell, he went in and saw a large pool of blood on the ground.

shocking!

Nie Zhisen truly believed that Fu Yanshi was not going to survive.

Later, he managed to find out which hospital Fu Yanshi had been taken to by pulling aside Secretary Lin, who was handling the aftermath.

Nie Zhisen knew that Xu Qinghuan would definitely ask questions once she woke up.

As for Fu Yanshi's injuries, he knew they weren't much better, and even if she stayed at the door all night, she might not get any news.

"Just let me stay here, let me keep him company," Xu Qinghuan murmured weakly. "He's done so much, let me do something too..."

Nie Zhisen lowered his eyes and realized that she was really too thin, and she had become even thinner since coming to Beizhen City!

The collarbone was deeply sunken, and when the head was lowered, the cervical vertebrae were frighteningly jagged.

"Sigh, I've never been able to do anything with you."

Nie Zhisen sighed deeply and called his friend at Zhonglian Hospital, asking him to send over a coat and some fever-reducing medicine.

Even if you don't go back for treatment, you need to bring down the fever first!

If this continues, she'll definitely faint here.

Unable to dissuade her, Nie Zhisen stayed with Xu Qinghuan and waited and waited. The rain stopped as darkness turned to dawn, and he smoked out an entire pack of cigarettes in his pocket, but there was still no news.

Finally, at seven o'clock in the morning, a person in a white coat came out and opened the door.

I was quite startled when I saw Xu Qinghuan and Nie Zhisen!

"What are you doing here?"

Xu Qinghuan tried to speak, but her throat seemed to have lost its voice; she moved her lips dryly, but no sound came out.

Fortunately, Nie Zhisen was there. He stood up and stepped forward. "Hello, I'd like to ask about the injured man surnamed Fu who was brought in yesterday. How is he?"

The doctor paused, then suddenly realized, "Ah! You mean that extremely wealthy young master of the Fu family?"

"Correct!"

"He's gone. He went abroad overnight!" The doctor glanced at Xu Qinghuan, who was pale as a ghost, and continued, "This person was too badly injured. That knife wound was fatal! It went through his entire chest. There was nothing we could do."

Nie Zhisen was surprised when they all left. He turned around to help Xu Qinghuan, who was struggling to crawl to the doctor's feet. She asked in a hoarse voice.

"Which country did he...go to?"

"I do not know then!"