Zhou Yi suddenly sat up straight.
"Fourth brother, and..."
Jiang Wu saved some merit points tonight, and his energy increased.
She didn't know if it was because they were a family, but it was easy for her to see the fate of her fourth brother.
【Gosh! What kind of unlucky fate does my fourth brother have? 】
Zhou Yi: "?"
Jiang Wu obviously didn't speak, how could he hear her voice?
[After someone put Bai Mian in the dormitory, he was searched and found out. Not only was he regarded as a drug dealer, he was also wrongfully accused of being a mole, taking the blame for the real mole. 】
[He was sentenced to death and shot in public. After he died, he became a drug dealer that everyone wanted to beat, and his infamy lasted forever. 】
[Not only that, his incident also brought a devastating blow to the family and led to its demise. 】
[My fourth brother has a very bad fate. If you tell him, it will scare him. 】
[Forget it, it’s better not to tell him. 】
[But my fourth brother, like my eldest brother, is naturally a person with strong luck. How come his luck has deteriorated? 】
[It looks like the luck has been sucked away by something. 】
Zhou Yi: "..."
He was now sure that he could hear Jiang Wu's heart.
"I thank you."
He almost wanted to find her and tell him a fortune to see if he could change his fate.
"Ah?" Jiang Wu didn't understand what he wanted to thank himself for.
"It's nothing," Zhou Yi didn't dare to say this to her, for fear that his heart wouldn't be able to bear it: "You live here? Where are you...our eldest brother?"
"This is the house of the eldest brother's assistant. The eldest brother is busy with work, so I asked the fourth brother to pick me up."
In the house of his eldest brother's assistant, Zhou Yi thought of the personalities of the Jiang family and understood them all.
"I'll give brother a call."
He mainly wanted to ask about Jiang Xingyuan and Jiang Wu. They had a great misunderstanding about this sister.
Whose sister can tell fortunes? Would it be so scary?
I called the phone and didn't get through.
Jiang Wu: "Big brother wants to have dinner with his boss and clients today."
Zhou Yi: "?"
Jiang Xingyuan's character has another boss?
He put the phone back into his pocket: "I'm going to the hospital to get a rabies vaccine..."
"I go with you."
[I have to go see what this rabies vaccine is and whether it can save my fourth brother. 】
[If that doesn’t work, I have to make a talisman to save him. 】
symbol?
Zhou Yi shivered.
Jiang Wu was only seventeen years old. He didn't even have a driver's license and couldn't drive. He couldn't do anything but stay with him.
Half an hour later, they arrived at Haishi Ninth Hospital.
It was already nighttime, and the hospital was still overcrowded, and the emergency department was full of people.
Zhou Yi didn't know how long he would have to wait, so he called:
"Second brother, I was bitten by a dog..." His eyes were red and he wanted to cry.
"I want to get a rabies vaccine, but the emergency department can't arrange it right now. Can you arrange it for me?"
After he hung up the phone, Jiang Wu came up and said, "Fourth brother, our second brother, do we do odd jobs in this hospital?"
Doing odd jobs? Well, this is the character of the second brother.
"Yeah, but even though the second brother is a handyman, he is also very good."
"Yeah!" Jiang Wu looked proud.
"Something happened, something happened, someone went crazy in the hospital and started slashing with a knife." Someone reminded loudly.
Some people ran out, some ran to watch the excitement, and the hospital suddenly became chaotic.
"Wait here, don't run around." Zhou Yi pressed Jiang Wu into the corner of the emergency room door and went to take a look.
This was a reaction exclusive to the special police, but Jiang Wu was not familiar with these and couldn't tell.
I just sighed "Isn't my fourth brother's acting skills very good? Why is he still just a walk-on?" 】
Zhou Yi: "..."
He hurried upstairs, and when he was halfway there, he realized that Jiang Wu had followed him.
Zhou Yi: "..."
They squeezed through the crowd, walked through the winding corridor, and arrived outside the psychiatric ward.
I saw people outside the clinic crowded with patients, family members, doctors, nurses, and security guards.
A 65-year-old man wearing a blue striped hospital gown was surrounded, holding a scalpel and waving it around outside the consulting room door:
"I'm not mentally ill! I'm not sick!"
"It's them!" He pointed the scalpel at his relatives.
"They bribed doctors and wanted to send me to a mental hospital and then divide my property."
The old man was almost furious: "You white-eyed wolves, I provide you with food, clothing, and enjoyment for you, but what did you do to me?"
"Why should I give my property to you heartless white-eyed wolves?"
"Even if I die, I won't let you succeed."
"You can rest even for a fraction of the property I have worked so hard to earn in my lifetime."
"I want to call the police! I want to see a lawyer..."
"Husband, when you say that, I...I am heartbroken!" A woman in her early fifties, who looked as well-kept as a woman who was not yet fifty, stood up, patted her chest, and was heartbroken.
"I know you are sick, but how can you say that to us?"
"We are all your loved ones who love you the most!"
She raised her left hand to show, and raised her right hand to show: "My sister and I, all your children, and your eldest grandson, all of us are here to accompany you."
She said, pulling her ten-year-old grandson beside her.
"If we don't care about you, why would we put down important things and come to be with you?"
"Sister came back all the way from abroad."
The people watching around also came out to persuade:
"It's just that now that the parents are sick, the children have put down their work and come to stay with them. It's rare to see them."
"Old man, if your relatives are all fighting for your property, then how can your ex-wife, your ex-wife's children, your current wife, and your current wife's children not fight together, how can they be harmonious together? What about you?"
"Old man, if you are sick, you must take good care of it."
"That's it, just take good treatment."
"Psychopaths are so pitiful, alas!"
"..."
Seeing that everyone was on their side, the old man's relatives wiped their tears with emotion.
The old man's young and beautiful wife wiped away her tears and went to help the old man.
He pointed at me with his scalpel and then pulled back.
She reassured: "Although we are sad, we will not blame you."
"We know that you think like this because your brain is sick. Damn it, why did you suffer like this? Ugh..."
The old man’s 30-year-old eldest son said: “Dad, if you don’t believe us, don’t you still believe in hospitals and experts?”
"The Ninth Hospital is the best private hospital in Hai City."
"Your doctor is also a well-known international expert."
"Dad, let me accompany you in to continue the consultation." The eldest son stepped forward and tried to support the old man.
"Go away! You hypocrites, you have all been bribed and united to harm me. I want to leave here, I want to leave here..."
"Husband, don't do this. No one will believe you. Please cooperate with the treatment and our family will take good care of you..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a voice: "I believe him."
Everyone turned around and saw a seventeen-year-old girl wearing beige pajamas with a bear pattern, hot pants, slippers, and long fluffy hair.
The facial features are very delicate, beautiful and spiritual.
Now his eyes are shining.
Jiang Wu: [What a big melon! 】
[It doesn’t matter whether you are melodious or not, but this matter will affect my second brother. 】
Jiang Wu didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but she couldn't do it if it affected her second brother.
Zhou Yi originally wanted to pull her back, but when he heard her voice, he withdrew his hand.
