Chapter 67

"Well."

Song Jiuyue obediently closed her eyes, probably felt that Fu Jin would not toss himself again. Once her heart was relaxed, she really fell asleep, so naturally she didn't notice Fu Jin's complicated look at her and the thoughtful sigh.

……

When song September wakes up, her mind is full of brother Yibai's affairs. After dinner, she asks the doctor to take her.

The car stops in front of a very ordinary villa. Song Jiuyue hurried to Chen Yibai's room. When he pushed the door open, he saw that he was staring at the window in a daze.

"Brother Yibai, I've come to see you."

A little surprise flashed across Chen Yibai's face, but it was just like a piece of sugar thrown into the water.

"September, you're here."

Every time he is a few words, calm face will be lit up by that brilliant smile.

Song Jiuyue took out the prepared porridge, opened it and fed it to each other. He was a little sad. If brother Bai was a normal person, he would be very popular with the little girl. He was really good-looking and had a sunny smile, but there was no other person to see him except her.

Fu Jin didn't cheat her. The environment in this place is very good. It seems that they are all autistic patients. The accompanying medical staff are very responsible and try their best to enlighten every patient.

What's more, the environment here is better than the hospital by more than one grade, and it doesn't have the strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital. Brother Bai should be able to get better soon.

Song Jiuyue sighed and was about to finish feeding her the last mouthful of porridge. However, the other party was reluctant to speak and stared at her with complicated eyes.

"Brother Yibai?"

Song Jiuyue gave a puzzled cry. He always felt that there was something wrong with people now. He seemed to be normal all of a sudden. That kind of eyes didn't look like autistic people could.

But when she wanted to see a little more clearly, the other side became confused again. Song Jiuyue wiped her eyes and wondered that she really wanted the other side to wake up, so she was dazzled.

"Brother Yibai, you are well recovered here. When you are well, I will take you to eat delicious food, OK?"

"Good."

Chen Song nodded his head in September, and he only did some things in September.

Song September and accompanied each other to say some words, just step three back to leave her.

What she didn't know was that as soon as her front foot left, the man on the bed changed his face. He was a little impatient. She kicked away the quilt. What's the matter? The woman was really wordy.

Chen Yibai looks at the environment around him. He's crazy all these years. Every time he doesn't know where he will wake up, even if he won't wake up one day. He has another silly personality. He's really stubborn.

It seems that song September has been solved earlier, so that the personality will no longer be nostalgic for the world, so it will naturally disappear.

Chen Yibai finished his last cigarette, restored the place to its original shape, and then jumped down from the window.

Instead of following song Jiuyue, he found a hidden place, took out his gun and stared at people not far away. The range of the gun was only 50 meters, so the distance between him and song Jiuyue was within 50 meters. The corner of his mouth was hooked, which could foresee the scene of the other party being shot through his chest.

Song Jiuyue didn't know that one of her legs had gone to hell. She stood under the road sign to take a taxi, but today's taxis were all against her, and none of them stopped.

Ten minutes later, a black Bentley came into view. Her heart trembled with the familiar license plate. What happened to Fu Jin

The car stopped, the door opened, and Fu Jin's handsome face appeared in front of her.

Chen Yibai's hand pauses while playing with the gun, and a trace of ruthlessness flashes in his eyes. No way! I must get rid of song September today. That fool should have disappeared long ago!

But in the heart surges up a light sour astringent, that fool's mood, is affecting him again, like this continues, sooner or later will be mad.

Chen Yibai loaded the bullet, put his finger on the trigger and aimed at Song September. His eyes were black and he pulled the trigger. It took only two or three seconds.

Fu Yan grew up in the army. He had an instinctive foresight of danger. When he found something wrong, he held song Jiuyue in his arms. His shoulder hurt and he snorted.

Song Jiuyue doesn't know what happened. He hears the other party's murmur and wants to look up, but Fu Jinyi shoves him into the car. Then the other party also sits in, but his face is not good-looking.

"Boss..."

"Check."

In a cold word, the temperature in the whole carriage dropped. Song Jiuyue noticed the injury on Fu Jin's shoulder. Thinking of this man's behavior, did someone want to kill her? Fu Jin saved her

"Are you all right? Does it hurt? "

Fu Yan shook his head and caught a glimpse of the man's nervous expression. The corners of his mouth were hooked and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a trace of happiness.

Mo Yi has already started the car. Now he has no time to control who is shooting. The injury of the boss is the most important thing.Song September whole stretch nerve, see Fu disaster bleeding shoulder, clumsily want to use hand to cover, make fu disaster "hiss".

"Stupid woman, are you taking revenge on me?"

Song Jiuyue was so reminded by the other party that she immediately bowed her head, tore a piece of cloth and surrounded Fu Yan's wound. There was too much blood flow and dyed most of his clothes, so she didn't know if he had any wounds besides this position.

"I'm sorry I... "

I didn't give a reason for it for a long time. However, she had been afraid of Fu Yan, and even hated him. But such a person was hurt for her, which made her feel a little guilty.

"Song September, I'm about to die..."

Fu Yan's face was full of weakness and bleeding wounds. Song September was really scared and his head was confused.

"There is a black card with unlimited use in the bedside table. Take it, and the real estate in my name. I've given it to you. Cough..."

Song Jiuyue's face is full of tears and shakes her head. She doesn't want anyone to die to save her. Although Fu Yan is hateful sometimes, she can't be guilty to death.

As soon as Mo heard the voice behind him, the corner of his mouth pulled out, and he got hurt on his shoulder. He was really shameless. He was just a beast. He wanted to speed up secretly. It was better to get to the villa quickly, but he got a kick on his butt. He could only black his face and put the speed to the slowest.

Finally, the Bentley's speed was perfectly comparable to that of the tractor. Fu Yan was satisfied and continued to play the tragic drama.