The old man leaning on the hospital bed looked decadent, with wet tears still on his furrowed face.
As soon as I saw him, I started coughing violently just as I was about to speak.
Jiang Jiliu subconsciously looked at Jiang Jichuan who walked in.
Jiang Jichuan's face was calm, but his willow-leaf eyes were staring at Zhou Que who was lying on the bed without blinking.
"Jichuan, Jiliu! Do you have any news? Hey! It's all because of me, an old guy, who is useless, cough cough..."
"Master, the doctor said you can't get excited. If something happens to you, Miss Mianmian will have no other relatives, but what should I do?" The confidant looked nervous and pressed the call bell on the bedside.
Zhou Que shook his head heavily, "Have you sent everyone out! Send them all out! Spread the news, who dares to touch my granddaughter! I will fight with him for my life!"
Jiang Jiliu originally came to question him, but Mr. Zhou looked grief-stricken.
Not so sure again, he looked at Jiang Jichuan again.
Although he looks down on his brother, he is much more accurate in judging people than he is.
But Jiang Jichuan didn't give him any hint at all and walked over slowly, looking as cool as ever.
"Mr. Zhou, please take care of yourself. Whether Mianmian can come back safely depends on you."
Zhou Que took Jiang Jichuan's hand and shook it hard, "It's all my fault. I was thinking about burying her parents together, but I forgot about the chaos in Nanzhou. If something happens to Mianmian, after my death How should I explain to my daughter..."
Zhou Que said, lowering his head and bursting into tears, "This is the only relative I have."
Jiang Jiliu's brows furrowed as he watched, unable to say any serious words this time.
It seems that Mianmian's grandfather loves Mianmian very much, after all, they are related to each other across generations.
But Jiang Jichuan still looked neither happy nor sad, as if the pain and joy of the world had nothing to do with him.
He waited for Zhou Que to calm down and continued to ask: "I wonder who Mr. Zhou sent to look for him? What news is there now? Although our Jiang family's connections in Nanzhou are not as good as those in China, Mianmian is the same as my family. , I will do whatever I can to help.”
Zhou Que looked like he was out of breath, and his confidant immediately said: "Although the master fainted, I contacted the government army and the independent army immediately. The master has always remained neutral. As the sole heir of the master, Miss Mianmian, this The two parties were still very generous and immediately sent people to look for him.
The current useful information is that the robber's body was found, but Miss Mianmian was not seen. "
Jiang Jichuan looked at him, "I heard some news from the Jia family, saying that there is a foreigner with a girl who looks very similar to Mianmian."
The confidant patted his head and nodded: "Yes, yes, but early this morning there was a fight between the Jia family and Tu Na's family, and all the signals over there were cut off. Our people have not yet been able to contact Jabawi and his confidant, so I can’t be sure if that girl is Miss Mianmian, and I don’t know where they have gone. Alas! It’s all my incompetence..."
At this time, doctors and nurses rushed in. Jiang Jichuan glanced at Zhou Que, who was about to faint again, and said: "The old man is not feeling well, so we won't bother you anymore. If there is any news, please inform us as soon as possible."
As soon as he came out, Jiang Jichuan went straight to the bathroom.
Jiang Jiliu looked at Jiang Jichuan who was washing his hands over and over again, and slapped the countertop angrily.
"How long has it been, and you're still caring about your mysophobia!" But Jiang Jichuan still ignored him. He was like a headless fly, so he could only soften his attitude, "What did you hear?"
"Whether he loves this granddaughter or not, when I find Mianmian, I will take her back to the country."
Jiang Jiliu had a rare moment when he agreed with his big brother who was a snake spirit. He nodded vigorously and said, "She will definitely be taken away. If you dare not let her go, you will take her back!"
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Although I didn’t have time, I watched the sunset.
Wen Ran felt that the man must have been holding her for several hours.
The uncomfortable feeling in my stomach has long since passed.
She struggled uneasily.
"I'm fine."
Zhou Qixiao didn't let go, just this gadget in his arms was heavier than hers during weight-bearing exercises when he was fourteen or fifteen years old.
Seeing that the man was in high spirits, he had another thing to make sure of.
He raised his chin.
"After passing this street, we enter the war zone. It's a day's journey to the North District."
Wen Ran's eyes lit up when he heard this!
Just thinking that there is a war zone ahead makes me a little uneasy.
China and Shengqing didn't know where they went.
Just the two of them...
Especially now that the man was hugging Mo Xie as if he were ready to hug her.
She was really afraid of some danger that might come up soon.
He threw her out with a swish.
Wen Ran thought for a while and struggled again.
"I'd better come down." She didn't dare to say things like "Don't tire you out." The man thought she was questioning his strength, so he blamed himself, "My legs are a little numb."
"Tsk, squeamish."
Zhou Qixiao let go this time and took out a baseball cap from his trouser pocket.
Wen Ran: O(ﾟДﾟ)what!
No wonder a man’s trouser pockets are as bottomless as the Mariana Trench, and as vast as the Sahara Desert.
Can a baseball cap also fit in?
Zhou Qixiao opened his hat and put it on his head.
Wen Ran saw that it was a short-brimmed hat, and the shock in his heart calmed down a little.
She hurriedly buttoned up the hat on her coat, maintaining a low profile.
She was about to move forward, but she took a small step and the man didn't move.
Wen Ran raised his head and looked over in confusion.
She saw the man staring at her shoes.
"Baby, your shoes are a bit eye-catching."
Wen Ran lowered his head and looked at his white shoes. They were pretty ordinary sneakers, right?
"This brand starts with five figures, and your style is custom-made, right?"
Wen Ran:? ? Is what Brother Jichuan gave her so expensive?
Zhou Qixiao stared at Wen Ran's expression and saw that she looked shocked.
He asked: "You don't know?"
Wen Ran shook his head: "Brother Jichuan said that he has a shoe brand that he cooperates with, so he bought all my shoes after I was sixteen. They were all sneakers like this, so I didn't care."
Zhou Qixiao's face instantly darkened.
What kind of brother is this again?
Started at sixteen?
"Last name?"
"Huh? Oh! Ginger, the sheep girl ginger."
Zhou Qixiao thought about it for a while. He left Nanzhou in a fit of anger, especially since he had ignored the North District for many years. He really didn't know who the Jiang family was.
Wen Ran felt that the man's attitude was a bit strange, so he pretended to be obedient and asked, "Is there any problem?"
Zhou Qixiao raised the corners of his lips, "These shoes are so eye-catching. They clearly tell others that you are a little fat sheep."
He stopped clicking to see what Wen Ran would do.
