Ji Changmu only learned about this a few days ago.

He called Yan Jia, but no one answered. He happened to have Chen Kang's contact information.

He was on a business trip in the capital a few days ago, and today he brought Qiao Muyuan to Lancheng to visit Yan Jia.

Weekend walked in front, Ji Changmu and Qiao Muyuan walked side by side, and Xu Wenyi followed him when he saw this.

Seeing Zhou Zhou's face solemn and silent, Ji Changmu asked: "How is Yan Jia's situation now?"

"I just woke up this morning, you guys are here by chance."

After walking a few steps, I opened the door of the ward on weekends.

Ji Changmu glanced at Yan Jia lying on the white hospital bed. His face was haggard, his eyes were sunken, and his face was pale and lifeless. He was no longer the handsome and elegant rich man on the streets of New York.

Qiao Muyuan was also shocked. She had never seen Yan Jia like this before. If she hadn't been very familiar with Yan Jia, she wouldn't have dared to admit that the person on the hospital bed was him.

Ji Changmu put down the flowers, walked to the bedside and bent down: "Yan Jia, I am Ji Changmu."

Yan Jia was not asleep. When he heard Ji Changmu's familiar voice, he opened his eyes. There was a hint of sadness and emptiness in his cloudy eyes.

Not sure if the wound was still painful, Yan Jia said nothing and just looked at Ji Changmu.

"Yan Jia, take a good rest, your health is important." Ji Changmu had thousands of words to hide in his heart. Many times, his words were weak and pale.

Xu Wenyi was loud and talkative. He fiddled with some flowers on the table and sighed: "Yan Jia, you haven't drunk the wine you owed me last time. When you are discharged from the hospital, we will have a drink together. You have to be nice, brothers."

Still waiting for you."

Yan Jia was probably very tired. He looked around at his friends who came to see him, and then closed his eyes.

The doctor was also there. He told the weekend: "The patient is out of danger, but he needs to be hospitalized for a period of time. He cannot get out of bed these days. More people need to be sent to take care of him."

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements." He took care of all the affairs in the hospital during the weekend.

Qiao Muyuan leaned closely against Ji Changmu and held his arm. She still couldn't believe that this person was Yan Jia.

Yan Jia has always been so cynical and doesn't care if the sky falls. How could he get himself into this situation this time?

Also, what about Zhouzhou?

He didn't always like to take Zhouzhou with him. Why didn't the little guy come to see his second uncle?

Afraid of disturbing Yan Jia, Ji Changmu patted the back of Qiao Muyuan's hand and motioned her to wait in the ward while he went out to have a few words with the weekend.

Qiao Muyuan was not familiar with Xu Wenyi, but during the conversation, he learned that he was Yan Jia's friend in Lancheng and the prince of Xu's heavy industry family.

Yan Jia said nothing and did not speak to anyone, not even Ji Changmu.

Because they could not disturb the patient's rest too much, Qiao Muyuan and Xu Wenyi also left the ward not long after.

Ji Changmu happened to come out of the weekend office. He handed his left hand to Qiao Muyuan: "Come here, let's go back first."

Qiao Muyuan took his hand and found that Ji Changmu's hand was cold: "Brother Ji..."

She was a little sad and her throat was congested.

Ji Changmu knew that she was young and had never seen many scenes before, so he said with relief: "It's okay, Yan Jia just had an operation and has been rescued now."

"Rescue? Is it a serious operation?"
Chapter completed!