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Ji Beimu's situation looks much better.

Xia Yanxi reached out and touched his forehead, and found that the fever had subsided, and she felt much more at ease.

Before she could take her hand back, Ji Beimu had already opened her eyes leisurely.

"Beimu!" ​​Xia Yanxi hurriedly helped him half sit up, then opened a bottle of water, and brought it to his lips cautiously: "Don't rush to talk! Drink some water to moisten your throat first."

It wasn't until Ji Beimu drank most of the bottle of water that he recovered.

"Where is Zhao Bin?"

Xia Yanxi hesitated for a while, and did not intend to hide it from him.

"Last night, I said I would go down the mountain to find a doctor for you, but I haven't come back until now... I think something must have happened."

When Ji Beimu heard this, he struggled to stand up.

"We have to find him."

"But you're still sick!" Xia Yanxi supported him, extremely nervous.

Ji Beimu's attitude was very firm: "If he falls into the hands of those people, I'm afraid we won't get any benefits. We have to hurry up."

Xia Yanxi had no choice but to accompany him down the mountain.

The urban area is still the same as before, as if there are traps and crises everywhere.

While avoiding the eyes of those people, Ji Beimu and Xia Yanxi tried to find Zhao Bin's whereabouts.

It was at this time that Fu Yan brought someone to appear in front of the two of them. When he saw Ji Beimu, he was shocked: "Finally found you. How did you make it like this?"

Ji Beimu shook his hand: "It's hard to say."

Xia Yanxi pursed her lips, and looked at Fu Yan: "He has just recovered from a serious illness, and needs a secret place to take a good rest."

Fu Yan nodded: "This is easy to handle. I have a secret hotel here. Don't worry, those people will never find it there."

With a place to rest, Xia Yanxi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when she came out after soaking in the bathtub for an hour, Ji Beimu had already explained the ins and outs of the matter to Fu Yan.

After taking a look at Ji Beimu who had regained his energy and had a cold face, explaining things to his subordinates, Xia Yanxi solemnly thanked Fu Yan: "This time, I owe you."

"It's free." Fu Yan raised her hands with a playful smile: "I don't dare to be that!"

Ji Beimu over there had already hung up the phone, came over and sat down next to the two of them, with a solemn expression: "They still haven't found Zhao Bin's whereabouts."

"No news is the best news." Xia Yanxi breathed a sigh of relief: "With Ji Sihan's character, if Zhao Bin really had any troubles, he would have jumped out to show off his might."

"I agree with this point." Fu Yan snapped her fingers frivolously: "Therefore, there is no need to worry about Zhao Bin. Let someone look for it carefully, but the most urgent thing should be the thing on your neck, right?"

He pointed at Xia Yanxi.

Ji Beimu held her hand tightly, and said in a deep voice, "I've been looking for a reliable bomb disposal expert for the past few days, but it's a pity..."

Although he didn't finish the sentence, Fu Yan understood immediately, and he laughed: "It's a coincidence. On the way I came, I happened to find someone who could help."

"Really?" Xia Yanxi's eyes lit up.

Fu Yan's mobility has always been good. He contacted the person in less than ten minutes, and even drove the bomb disposal expert to pick him up.

It was a middle-aged man surnamed Li. He looked like a book, and he didn't look like a bomb player.

Xia Yanxi was a little worried at first, but when she saw him checking the rope, she felt a little more at ease.

It is indeed a master of the middle school.

It's just that the master looked and looked, and finally picked up a pair of scissors and cut straight towards the rope.

"What are you doing!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ji Beimu grabbed his wrist.

The man surnamed Li grinned his teeth in pain after being held by him like this, and immediately said angrily: "Of course I cut it! This is just an ordinary rope, and there is no bomb at all."

Xia Yanxi was stunned for a moment: "Why? I clearly heard the sound of a timer."

Ji Beimu clasped his hand tightly, his sharp eyes swept over this somewhat ordinary face like a sharp knife: "If you dare to play tricks...you know the consequences."

"I don't dare to play tricks." The man said with a mournful face: "There is indeed no bomb."

Fu Yansheng was afraid that Ji Beimu would shoot the person he finally invited back in a fit of anger, so he hurried up to smooth things over: "Beimu, people are absolutely reliable. If you can't trust him, can't you trust me?"

Xia Yanxi also tugged on his sleeve, and calmly said, "Just cut it."

Before Ji Beimu could nod, she picked up the scissors and cut it hard.

At that moment, Ji Beimu's heart almost stopped.

however……

"Sure enough, there are no bombs!"

Xia Yanxi held the red rope and smiled broadly.

And the sound of the timer she had been hearing all along was nothing more than a simple clock mechanism inside.

Ji Beimu's eyes flashed a look of cruelty: "Ji Sihan!"

How dare he plot against all of them!

But no matter what, the sharp blade hanging over Xia Yanxi's head was finally released!

"Dig three feet! I'll find him too!" Ji Beimu said coldly with a frosty complexion.

Xia Yanxi, who survived the catastrophe, was a little dumbfounded. She looked at the rope several times, and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would be played by such a little thing for so long."

She looked up at Ji Beimu, and seeing that he was still angry, she quickly took his hand and leaned towards him: "Okay, don't be angry, we will have a chance to get back."

Fu Yan just sent people downstairs and came back, and when she opened the door, she heard Xia Yanxi's words, and laughed too: "You have a big heart, and once you say such a disgusting thing, it becomes a petty thing. The kids are playing house."

"How come?" Xia Yanxi threw the red rope on the table casually, and chuckled, "Even if it's a play, Ji Sihan has to pretend to be my dog."

She smiled sweetly, but the evil spirit in her eyes was so strong that Fu Yan trembled when she saw it.

Good guy, it turns out that the more beautiful the smile, the harder the strike will be.

Fu Yan quickly changed the topic: "By the way, Zhao Bin has news."

Even Ji Beimu couldn't control his emotions now.

"Where are the others?"

Fu Yan's subordinates found Zhao Bin in a shelter. According to the person in charge, Zhao Bin was thrown at the door around five or six o'clock this morning. He was foaming at the mouth and unconscious. The person is quite kind, and he was not ignored because he was not a local, but was sent to the hospital immediately.

After being sent to the hospital, it was discovered that Zhao Bin had been given an unknown poison. Not only did he fall into a deep coma, but his organs were also rapidly failing.

Through the isolation glass of the intensive care unit, Ji Beimu looked at his always loyal assistant, and hated Ji Sihan even more.

"Let's take him back." Xia Yanxi said: "There are more experts in China, maybe they can save Zhao Bin."

Ji Beimu nodded.

Upon hearing that Ji Beimu and Xia Yanxi were going to take Zhao Bin back to China, Fu Yan did not delay for a moment, and immediately arranged a private jet to send the group of people back to China.