The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"At that time, he paid special attention to the driver of that car, a dark and thin middle-aged man. He looked at it several times and was sure that the driver was attentive and even seemed a little nervous."

"Because the truck contained a large amount of reinforced concrete building materials, which looked dangerous, Liu Yaohui used the intercom to remind the driver of the truck in front to drive faster to prevent the two cars from running parallel to the truck."

Zhang Qi paused, glanced at Xiao Jingchuan's expression, and then continued: "But when he was approaching the entrance, the other party accelerated and followed him. When Liu Yaohui noticed something unusual and reminded him to change lanes to avoid it, the truck went straight Got hit.

Before the truck passed them and hit the chairman's car, the truck driver had indeed closed his eyes, and he had been driving long distances for five consecutive days before that. "

"This is also the main reason why the police judged fatigue driving."

Xiao Jingchuan said with a cold expression: "Send someone to negotiate with the police to delay the disclosure. Xiao Qi will follow up the entire investigation. Also find someone to check on the truck driver."

Zhang Qi nodded in agreement.

Xiao Jingchuan: "How is Wei De?"

Zhang Qi: "He can eat normally now, don't worry, young master."

When the accident occurred, the heavy-duty vehicle rushed straight from the rear left side. The back seat of the Rolls-Royce bore the brunt of the impact. The impact on Wade was considered the lightest.

If Xiao Sheng hadn't reacted very quickly, hugged Lin Xiaopei and moved a few steps, he might have died on the spot like the driver.

The collision was so severe that the front of the truck was completely destroyed, and nearly half of the Rolls-Royce's body, which had been specially modified and reinforced, was also destroyed.

Traffic from behind rear-ended more than a dozen vehicles.

The bodyguard Liu Yaohui and others in the car behind immediately ran out of the car and rescued Xiao Sheng, Lin Xiaopei and Wei De who were unconscious and covered in blood.

Just as they were about to turn back and drag out the driver's body, the Rolls-Royce burst into flames.

The scene was filled with flames and the entire Jingzhou Avenue was blocked for six hours.

After Zhang Qi left, Xiao Jingchuan leaned against the wall and did not move for a long time.

Until a group of people rushed to the hospital.

It was Xiaorong and several of his subordinates.

The expression on Xiao Jingchuan's face dimmed, his long legs retracted, and he straightened up.

Xiao Rong was wearing a crisp suit and was about to go to the ward when his eyes caught sight of Xiao Jingchuan and he walked straight over.

He had a gentle and apologetic smile on his face, looking like a good elder: "Xiaochuan, uncle is late, the board of directors has just ended."

He turned his head to look at the ward that was being closely guarded, and asked worriedly:

"How is your father? Is he okay? Who is so bold and dares to commit murder in the hospital? It's really lawless——"

Xiao Jingchuan's eyelids were slightly pressed, suppressing his emotions, and said:

"Dad is fine. The police have been called. No matter who wants to do harm to my dad, they can't escape."

Xiao Rong paused and nodded repeatedly.

"That's good, that's good. Then, uncle, go in and see your father?"

Xiao Jingchuan moved his long legs and calmly blocked Xiao Rong's path, saying, "Uncle, my dad took medicine, and the doctor said to try not to disturb him."

Xiao Rong adjusted his glasses without forcing himself, and unconsciously touched the cuffs of his suit with his fingers, and discussed again in a friendly manner:

"Xiaochuan, why don't you transfer your parents to Runhe? Our own hospital is more secure."

Xiao Jingchuan said quietly: "My father cannot move in this situation."

"Yes, yes, I didn't think carefully. Then uncle will send some more elite bodyguards over. Xiaochuan, you kid has worked hard during this time."

Xiao Rong raised his hand and patted Xiao Jingchuan's shoulder.

Although he has reached middle age, he has maintained a good figure and still has a gentle and gentle demeanor.

"The company is finally more stable now, but uncle really can't leave. Don't worry, Xiaoqi is your father's hard work. As a younger brother, uncle doesn't want your father to feel uncomfortable when he wakes up."

"Uncle, even if he risks his life, he will still be able to hold on to Xiaoqi."

Xiaorong's face still had the same warmth as before, but when he mentioned Xiaoqi, his expression was slightly different, revealing an unconcealable excitement.

Xiao Jingchuan's dark eyes narrowed, without moving his shoulders, he said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, uncle."

A smile appeared at the end of Xiaorong's eyes under his glasses: "It should, it should."

He put his hands behind his back and glanced sideways at Xiao Sheng's ward.

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The next day, afternoon.

After Qiao Sen had eaten, he drove to the hospital again.

When something like this happened at Xiao Jingchuan's family, he couldn't sit still. He casually asked his brother to watch the scene in Qiongsen, and ran to the hospital as soon as he had time.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jingchuan's phone rang just after they met and chatted.

A strange phone call.

Qiao Sen scratched his head, closed his mouth, and stood on the edge.

Xiao Jingchuan answered the phone.

"Hey."

After a brief silence, a rough male voice came from the other end of the phone. His tone was slow and inexplicably excited, with a spine-tingling weirdness.

He said, "How does it feel?"

Xiao Jingchuan, who was leaning casually against the wall, stood up straight in an instant, and his lip line pressed down.

"who are you?"

The male voice on the other end laughed strangely, seeming to be very happy.

"Aren't you always looking for me? Little child."

Xiao Jingchuan's eyes darkened, a chill ran through his body, and he decisively uttered two words:

"Bai Sheng."

When Qiao Sen heard the name, the relaxed expression on his face faded. He knew that Xiao Jingchuan had been tracking this person named Bai Sheng.

"it's me."

Bai Sheng smiled happily, his voice was like a rough whetstone scraping on sandpaper, it was scratchy, hoarse and leaky, as if his throat had been pinched in the mother's womb.

"I think it's about time we had a nice meeting, right?"

"There are some things that may interest you."

Xiao Jingchuan was filled with anger. He hung up the phone with a cold face, threw an explanation to Qiao Sen, and left the hospital quickly...

Night is coming.

The golden red afterglow of the sunset stained the sky like blood-stained slurry.

Ancheng, at the foot of an unknown wild mountain.

The black Maybach sped all the way from Jingzhou.

Xiao Jingchuan held the steering wheel firmly and drove up the rugged rocky dirt mountain road until he was blocked by a thick fallen tree and a boulder parked in the middle of the narrow road.

The bright high-beam headlights in front of the car illuminated the dark forest ahead, revealing an endless eerieness.

Xiao Jingchuan narrowed his eyes and got out of the car, closing the door.

His long legs stepped on boulders, stepped over broken trees, stepped on the gravel and weeds on the road, and sprinted up the mountain with agile movements.

The trees in the forest get denser as you go up, and the dirt road that was once passable by car gradually narrows and turns into a grass path wide enough for one person.

The knee-high weeds are lush and green, and the chirping of insects is deafening.

It's obvious that no one has moved around in this mountain for a long time.

Up to the top of the mountain, it was still deserted, except for an extremely dilapidated wooden house and firewood shed.

When Xiao Jingchuan saw the woodshed, all the muscles in his body tensed up, and his breathing sounded like wind rushing through his ears.