Shi Ming, "simon, you are getting more and more courageous now."

"..." Shi Muyang curled his lips and silently retracted his arm.

Shi Ming walked straight down the stairs, and picked out the corners of his pursed lips invisibly.

Shi Muyang hurriedly chased after him, "Brother, you won the fight just now?"

Seeing his brother's handsome face, which was so beaten up that he couldn't help but tugged at him.

"Shut up."

"I just hid in the dark and saw everything. It's terrible that Ji Yicheng went crazy."

"I'll beat you up to this virtue if I say one more word."

"elder brother……"

...

Outside the ward.

It was already past ten o'clock, but no one went back to rest. Ji San Shao, Ai Qianqian, and Ji Yinuo were all standing in the corridor.

Last night, Ji Yicheng drove to a villa in the suburbs, and Xuan Fei drove all the way to follow him, waiting with him on the side of the road for a whole day and night, but he was sitting in the car.

Xuan Fei had already told them all about the situation. Brother Cheng and Shi Ming were both like crazy beasts and fought in the snow, but the little cutie was not Brother Cheng, Shi Ming.

When Xiao Feifei carried Brother Cheng back to the hospital, he was covered in blood, his face was covered in scars and cracked corners of his eyes, he could even guess how messy it was at that time.

Ji Yicheng had just woken up, but was awakened by pain, and then he bombarded them all out.

He was like a madman who was tragically slapped over the bedside table, and all the vases on it were smashed, as well as the dinner prepared by Ai Qianqian, all the soup and porridge were spilled all over the floor, and his eyes were still stained with blood, looking like a pair of red eyes, as sinister as a demon, roaring and roaring,

"Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out of everything..."

Now Xiao Jintang is the only one left inside, helping Ji Yicheng treat the wound.

Everyone's faces were ugly, and silence fermented in the air, feeling even more depressed.

...

After a while.

Xiao Jintang came out of the medicine box with a sad face, "I gave the little demon a sedative, and the effect was average, and then I was also bombarded into cannon fodder powder."

Everyone pursed their lips and said nothing.

"Damn boy!" Ji San Shao's face turned violent and he immediately wanted to push the door and rushed in. He was immediately grabbed by Ai Qianqian, "What are you going to do? Do you think your son is not sad enough?"

"Wife..." Ji Sanshao's lips softened in an instant, and he gritted his teeth decisively, and stopped breathing.

Ai Qianqian rubbed her eyebrows, let go of her hands, and looked at everyone, "I'll go in and take a look."

"Click---"

A light sound.

Ai Qianqian pushed open the door, but a ball of unknown objects flew straight towards him, just hitting the handle of the door, and fell down, and it was a pillow.

"Get out!" Then a hoarse and low growl came, as if his throat was cut, shaking.

Outside the window, the cool white moonlight shone in, shining on the white bed.

He sat there alone with his back to his back, his straight back was like hollow bamboo, stiff and fragile, and he was about to break if he broke. The scattered scattered on the floor had not been cleaned, and it was extremely messy.

He was the only one, as if he was a prison, and he could never escape.

Ai Qianqian picked up the pillow at her feet and walked over gently.

Suddenly, the shoulders were warm for a moment.

But he seemed to have lost all his feelings, looking straight out of the window with a chaotic and dull look.
Chapter completed!