who is my old gong tonight

After struggling for almost a week, Jiang Kaiyu lost a lot of weight, his face and lips were the same color, showing sickly paleness.

Jiang Kaiyu opened his eyes, the snow-white eyes reflected the afternoon sun, which was a little dazzling, but seeing the familiar figure in the sun, he felt that the dazzling sunlight was extremely beautiful.

"Old King..."

Wang Junchi, who was standing at the window, froze suddenly, then turned around and ran towards the hospital bed where Jiang Kaiyu was.

"Are you awake!?" Wang Junchi's voice was unbelievable. In the past three days, he prayed over and over again, but Jiang Kaiyu did not show any signs of waking up. The doctor said that Jiang Kaiyu lost too much blood, which caused insufficient blood supply to the brain. If Jiang Kaiyu couldn't wake up, it was very likely that he would never wake up in this life, but he didn't expect that there would be such a surprise three days later.

Jiang Kaiyu raised the hand with the infusion tube hanging on it, gently twisted Wang Junchi's face, and asked with a smile, "Does it hurt? If it hurts, it's not a dream."

Wang Junchi held Jiang Kaiyu's hand and rubbed it on his face. Jiang Kaiyu could clearly feel the damp heat from his fingers.

"I'm sorry, I made you worry." Jiang Kaiyu sent the other hand to Wang Junchi's hand with distress, and the wound was dragged into a dull pain, but the pain was so severe that this pain was nothing.

"It's okay, as long as people are okay!" Wang Junchi's voice was muffled as he held them in the hands of the two.When he rushed to the old factory building in the old century, he saw Jiang Kaiyu covered in blood. Unprecedented grief swept over his whole body. What made him unbearable was that such grief made him feel that he had experienced it more than once, as if in his previous life, I have experienced the same feeling in my previous life, even stronger than this time.

Wang Junchi's mood quickly stabilized. He ordered his assistant to prepare some food. Jiang Kaiyu held Wang Junchi who was haggard with stubble on his face:

"Don't be too busy, just woke up and can't eat anything, can you sleep with me for a while?"

Wang Junchi met Jiang Kaiyu's serious and expectant eyes, "Okay."

When the two woke up, Father Wang and Mother Wang sat in front of the bed and stared at them. Wang Junchi took a deep breath: "Dad, Mom, what are you two doing?"

Mama Wang stood up abruptly, and brought over the thermos from the bedside table: "I, I made some chicken soup."

Father Wang also held a thermos: "There is also porridge!"

Jiang Kaiyu and Wang Junchi drank a bowl of porridge and some chicken soup each, and Jiang Kaiyu's chaotic brain finally became clearer.

"Thank you auntie and uncle, the soup is delicious, and the porridge is also delicious."

Ms. Wang disagreed, "Thank you, thank you. You are so polite. We...are not a family."

Father Wang sighed: "I knew something like this would happen. On the day Yao Mengqi left, I should have called her family to confirm!"

"Yes." Mother Wang agreed.

"Uncles and aunts don't blame yourself," Jiang Kaiyu said, "No one could have expected this. In fact, it was because of my low awareness of prevention. I knew that Yao Mengqi invited me to dinner, but I went anyway."

Wang Junchi snorted: "The awareness of prevention is indeed too low!"

Jiang Kaiyu twitched the corner of his mouth: "Speaking of which, how did you find me?"

Wang Junchi's face was not very good when he mentioned this, because he was not the first one to find Jiang Kaiyu.

"Thanks to our people's police, without them, I'm afraid you would be..." Wang Junchi couldn't say anything about the cold corpse.

Jiang Kaiyu understood: "I will be satisfied if I come back alive, you don't have to blame yourself."

Jiang Kaiyu had just woken up and was still relatively weak. Father Wang and Mother Wang stayed for a while and then left.

Wang Junchi supported Jiang Kaiyu and let Jiang Kaiyu lie down on the hospital bed again. Jiang Kaiyu suddenly thought of something and asked Wang Junchi:

"Ma Xiaolei should be dead, right?"

Wang Junchi nodded: "What happened at that time?"

Jiang Kaiyu recalled the situation at that time, and remembered the conversation Ma Xiaolei heard when he was shot. Just as he was about to talk to Wang Junchi, the criminal police who heard that Jiang Kaiyu had woken up just arrived.

As the victim and the person involved, the criminal police naturally wanted to question Jiang Kaiyu, and Jiang Kaiyu happened to have a lot to say to the police handling the case.

Jiang Kaiyu told the police what he heard, saw and encountered, and specifically focused on the man surnamed Tang whom Ma Xiaolei called his uncle.

The man surnamed Tang, Jiang Kaiyu only knew Tang Wanshan. Although he guessed that Tang Wanshan might be the biological father of Chen Xixu, the original owner of the body, Jiang Kaiyu still deliberately led the suspect to Tang Wanshan, because he had already recalled Tang Wanshan's voice, and the old factory building. The voice of the person who killed Ma Xiaolei was exactly the same.

The murderer who killed Ma Xiaolei was Tang Wanshan!

Why did Tang Wanshan kill Ma Xiaolei?Does it have anything to do with the death of Mrs. Ma and his wife?

After the police left, Wang Junchi looked at Jiang Kaiyu and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Kaiyu touched his face, "What do you see me doing?"

"It's nothing, I just want to confirm whether you and Tang Wanshan have that kind of relationship."

Jiang Kaiyu withdrew his hand touching his face: "Why do you want to confirm my relationship with Tang Wanshan? No, do I have any relationship with Tang Wanshan? It seems that I have cuckolded you."

"you dare!"

Jiang Kaiyu clenched his lips: "Even if I dared to, I wouldn't. It's hard to find a benefactor with a lot of money!"

Wang Junchi: "..."

Jiang Kaiyu laughed awkwardly: "I'm not joking with you anymore, I know what you mean, do you think Tang Wanshan may be my biological father, right? Let's put it this way, even if he is really my biological father, I will definitely Kill relatives in a righteous way." Just because he kicked Jiang Kaiyu last in the old factory, Jiang Kaiyu would not tolerate this "father".

Wang Junchi also smiled tolerantly: "If you sleep for a while, you have bled so much, and if you don't rest well, your body will really collapse."

Jiang Kaiyu smiled and nodded: "Come up and let's sleep together."

Wang Junchi hesitated for a moment, and soon lay down too. The two of them closed their eyes to rest together, and then opened their eyes again, it was already the next morning.

The abdominal wound has not yet fully healed, so the doctor told Jiang Kaiyu to get out of bed and walk around more often, so as to prevent more serious consequences caused by intestinal adhesion.

Jiang Kaiyu was in pain, he didn't want to move, he just wanted to lie on the bed, but Wang Junchi forcibly pulled him down and walked around in the hospital corridor.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Kaiyu couldn't take it anymore: "It's almost there, help me back to bed and lie down."

Wang Junchi said: "Okay." Then he suddenly picked up Jiang Kaiyu, walked quickly along the corridor, and finally put Jiang Kaiyu down at the other end of the corridor, pointing to the out-of-reach ward, "I will help you walk back."