His heart hurt so much, something must have happened to her. He had never had such a strong premonition that something had happened to her...

"Chairman!!" Xiang Guodong knew that he couldn't let Helian Qing do anything, so he quickly stood up again regardless of his livid arm that was hit and rushed towards Helian Qing, trying to drag him back.

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But what kind of person is He Lianqing? Neither Xiang Guodong nor Liu Yang could hold him back. In the end, the two of them had no choice but to hold him down together, and then Xiang Guodong raised his hand and struck Helian Qing in the back with his palm.

Neck, he lost consciousness and suspended his madness.

Yes, He Lianqing almost went crazy at that moment.

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Qian Xiaojiu had a hazy and long dream.

In the dream, He Lianqing's back was clearly right in front of her, but no matter how hard she chased him, she refused to look back. He said that unless she chose again, she chose to kill Jenny, and chose not to give up her life.

But she refused, so he kept running, she kept chasing, and he even took away three children...

She was in despair. She kept thinking of Jenny when she was fifteen, of the four years Jennifer had been by her side, and of all the betrayal and pain.

Then, she woke up.

What I saw before me was pure white, incredibly white.

White ceiling, white bed.

Then, her hands were handcuffed to the head of the bed and her feet were tied together.

She moved, and the severe pain in her chest reminded her that this was true, that she... was not dead?

Didn't Jenny's dagger pierce her chest? Didn't the blood spray out? How could she be okay? The feeling of facing death was so strong, and she could clearly feel the passage of life... and she didn't die?

Qian Xiaojiu moved again, and the sharp pain in her chest once again reminded her soberly that she was really not dead!

"You're not dead, but if you continue to struggle randomly, I can't guarantee that you will be tortured to death by yourself." A familiar voice came viciously from his ears. Qian Xiaojiu turned to look to the left, and it turned out to be...

...Qian Xiaojin?

"Why...is it you?" Qian Xiaojiu opened her mouth and found that her voice was a little hoarse. What was going on?

Qian Xiaojin stood up and tucked the quilt for Qian Xiaojiu, then picked up the scissors and cut off the gauze and bandage on her chest with a 'click' sound. She lowered her head and collected the blood that had just seeped out and said: "Why can't it be?

Me? Didn’t you already know my identity? I am now responsible for taking care of you."

Although it hurt a little, Qian Xiaojiu could still bear the pain, so she said nothing and allowed herself to be naked while Qian Xiaojin re-applied the wound.

"Okay. Don't make trouble for me anymore." Qian Xiaojin cleaned up as quickly as possible, then clapped her hands and sat down impatiently, glaring at Qian Xiaojiu as a warning.

But I was also a little surprised and surprised at Qian Xiaojiu's pain tolerance. She was really not an ordinary woman, and she didn't even say a word.

Faced with Qian Xiaojin's warning, Qian Xiaojiu curled her lips weakly: "I don't have the strength now..." Thinking that Qian Xiaojin would be by her side to take care of herself, and there was only one possibility for her not to die at the hands of Jenny,

Qian Xiaojiu was startled and asked: "Could I be...in Ye Feihan..."
Chapter completed!