Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Jiang Yazhu had a nightmare. Ever since she was frightened by the scene in the hospital, which she didn't know whether it was real or a dream, her mental state had become extremely poor. She had insomnia, dreaminess, irritability and irritability, and her physical condition had also deteriorated. It's getting worse.

Even though Bao Rongxuan was careful, followed her every step of the way, and even found a psychiatrist, her problem of heartache caused by nightmares from time to time did not improve. In the end, she had to be sent to a private hospital.

The reason why I didn't invite a doctor to my home was because once a heart problem occurs, extremely sophisticated medical equipment will be needed, which is not available at home.

Jiang Yazhu woke up from her dream and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the nurse wearing a mask and hat sitting beside the bed: "Pour me a glass of water."

She vaguely felt something was wrong, but she had just woken up and her mind was still a little confused, so she didn't react.

The nurse stood up, unscrewed the thermos cup on the bedside and poured water.

Jiang Yazhu rested her elbows on the bed and was about to get up when she suddenly felt a white light flash in her head. The caregiver was a man, but the caregiver Bao Rongxuan hired for her was a woman. She had only glanced at him briefly, and because he had his head lowered, she didn't notice it for a moment. Now that he stood up, his height revealed his gender.

Moreover, his attire is also strange. He only wears a mask. He is not a doctor who performs surgery, so why would he wear a hat?

Jiang Yazhu watched him slowly hand the water glass to her, her fingers tightened on the sheets under her, and she gritted her teeth and shouted, "Ji Ziyan."

She had mentioned this name not long ago, but it felt different to say it in front of her face than to mention it behind her back.

The man's eyes were slightly curved, with obvious wrinkles at the corners, "I'm so happy that the girl I like still remembers me, and remembers me so well."

He took off his mask in front of Jiang Yazhu. He still looked the same as he remembered, just a little older.

Jiang Yazhu: "..."

want to vomit.

Even though he is already fifty years old, he still talks like this kind of pseudo-gentleman's earthy love words, which is not disgusting.

"Get out," Jiang Yazhu picked up the pillow and threw it at him. He turned around and was about to pick up his cell phone to call Bao Rongxuan. Ji Ziyan didn't stop him and said with a half-smile, "Aren't you curious that he has been keeping an eye on you every day lately?" , why aren’t you here today?”

Jiang Yazhu looked at him fiercely: "What did you do?"

He pushed the wheelchair he had prepared in advance, "Long time no see, let's go for a walk?"

Anger finally defeated fear. Jiang Yazhu, who had been gentle for nearly twenty years, was once again off guard by Ji Ziyan, a pervert. He opened his mouth and cursed: "Is there something wrong with your fucking brain? You're over fifty, you're dead." I’ve put in a few tires earlier, and you’re still doing these fucking nonsense, doctor..."

Ji Ziyan interrupted her lightly: "Something happened to Jing Zhou and his wife accidentally, and he rushed to deal with it."

Jiang Yazhu's expression suddenly changed, "Did you do it?"

"Would you like to go out for a walk with me?"

"You thought I would believe you."

Even so, she actually believed it in her heart. Bao Rongxuan had been watching over her during this period. If something special hadn't happened, he wouldn't have left without even telling her.

Ji Ziyan showed her the photos of Zhang Bo Jingzhou and Shen Wanci tied to chairs. If Jiang Yazhu hadn't had a bad heart and couldn't bear the stimulation, he would have wanted to show her the video.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Ji Ziyan said that he wanted to go for a walk with her, but when he got downstairs, he took her into the car. He had been driving for more than half an hour and still had no intention of stopping.

"Aya, would you like to go abroad with me? I can give you what Bo Rongxuan can give you." Ji Ziyan lowered his eyes and looked at her, with endless twisted paranoia hidden in his smiling eyes.

"Where are Jing Zhou and Wan Ci? What did you do to them?"

"There's nothing wrong now, but I can't guarantee that nothing will happen if it goes on for a long time. You promise to go abroad with me, and I'll let you go when you get there."

"I'll go abroad with you, but you have to let me go first. What if you regret it after I go?"

Ji Ziyan curled his lips sarcastically. He didn't believe Jiang Yazhu, not even a word he said. He clicked on a video and said, "Don't worry, take a look first and then make a decision."

Jiang Yazhu only glanced at him, then his eyes were so excited that he stretched out his hand and scratched Ji Ziyan's face fiercely: "You dare to hit my son, I can't bear to do it. Who do you think you are? You dare to let others hit him."

Although Ji Ziyan quickly restrained her, two bloody marks were still scratched on his face, which hurt: "Do you choose to follow me, or do I have someone to broadcast a live broadcast for you? Those people are not like me. They They are all rough people, and they do not attack lightly or harshly."

"..."

"You don't have to hold out hope that Bo Rongxuan can find them. No one can find them in that place. If they are really dead, no one will even collect their bodies."

Jiang Yazhu was defeated: "I'll go with you, and you let Jing Zhou and Wan Ci go."

Ji Ziyan is a pervert. Others may be intimidating him, but he can definitely do it. Who in the right mind would go to such trouble just to take an old woman abroad.

"it is good."

He held Jiang Yazhu's hand.

Jiang Yazhu reflexively wanted to throw them away, but when he thought that Jing Zhou and Wan Ci were still in his hands, he held back forcefully. Forget it, he treated them as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

Ji Ziyan quickly let go of his hand, took out his cell phone and sent a message to the person responsible for guarding Bo Jingzhou: "It's useless, 1."

1 means kill, 2 means release. This was the rule set before, but he never thought of pressing '2'.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror: "Sir, there seems to be a car following us."

Ji Ziyan raised his eyebrows: "Bo Rongxuan's people? Are you following them so quickly?"

He glanced back and said, "Oh, it belongs to that boy from the Gu family. Drive as you wish and get rid of people."

The driver glanced at Jiang Yazhu worriedly: "If the speed is too fast, if Ms. Jiang can't bear it..."

Ji Ziyan lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Yazhu with a smile: "Aya, you can do it, I didn't bring you any medicine. If something happens if you can't bear it, then I can't guarantee the lives of your son and daughter-in-law. Oh."

Jiang Yazhu: "...I can do it, no need to take special care of me."

"What a good girl."

The car speeded up instantly and jumped out violently. Jiang Yazhu covered her heart tightly and bent over in pain. She wanted to hold on, but her body was not controlled by her belief.

Ji Ziyan's driver was a veteran, and Gu Chenye was not bad either. What's more, he came prepared.

Soon, his car was forced to stop on the side of the road, and Jiang Yazhu was lying weakly on the seat, breathing heavily, but he was very stubborn and did not ask Ji Ziyan for medicine.

Because even if I ask, he won’t give it.

The door of a car behind opened, and a slender leg stepped out.