V1.Chapter 696

Mu Qingzhu's hand caressed Zhang Wanxin's hair, and his face was filled with sadness. He sighed and comforted: "Wanxin, don't worry. Jiajun will be OK."

"I shouldn't be angry with him, otherwise he won't be hurt. If something happens to him because of me, what should I do?" Zhang Wanxin shook his head and cried.

Mu Qingzhu's hand stagnated and sat beside her, hugging her shoulder. He didn't know how to comfort her.

Ruan Jiajun has done something wrong, and he is proving himself by his own behavior. If anything happens to him, how can Zhang Wanxin bear the burden of his heart.

Only pray God to protect him safe and sound! Mu Qingzhu closed his eyes.

Two hours later

the door of the operating room slowly opened.

"Doctor, how about brother Jiajun?" Zhang Wanxin almost jumped up and rushed towards the doctor. He grabbed the doctor's sleeve and asked urgently.

Director Cui's face was a little dignified. He looked at her and said gently, "this lady, please calm down first."

Mu Qingzhu stepped forward and asked seriously, "director Cui, how is my brother's gunshot wound?"

"Mrs. Ruan, young master Ruan's gunshot wound is very dangerous. The bullet hit his left chest, but it's lucky. It's so far away from his heart. Otherwise, he would have been dead by now." Director Cui said solemnly.

Mu Qingzhu was cool at the bottom of her heart, but the words behind still let her see the hope.

Hearing this, Zhang Wanxin burst into tears.

"How is he now?" She asked cautiously and nervously.

"Mrs. Ruan, Mr. Ruan is still in a coma after an operation. Now he has to be transferred to the intensive care unit for observation." Director Cui replied politely.

Mu Qingzhu nodded and held Zhang Wan's heart steady.

The car was soon pushed out by the nurse.

"Brother Jiajun." Zhang Wan heart quickly rushed up, bent down to see Ruan Jiajun face as white as tin foil, still in a severe coma, crying in pain.

"Miss, please get out of the way first." The nurse said so, and soon pushed Ruan Jiajun into the VIP intensive care unit, and Zhang Wanxin followed him.

Mu Qingzhu stood, looking at Zhang Wanxin's anxious and distressed appearance, her lips moved and shook her head.

This time, Ruan Jiajun's injury is worth it. He should be able to win the beauty's heart.

After the salvation of the soul, the prodigal son can open the sail of a better life, which can be regarded as a good explanation.

Ruan Hanyu's Hummer gradually approached the destination, his eagle like eyes were staring at the front, and his ears were keen to capture the surrounding information.

Xi Zeyao wants to take the ocean star and run away. He won't let him succeed, but where are the two suicide bombers? This is something he has to worry about. He should try his best not to take the Ocean Star away by Xi Zeyao, but also to protect the Ruan mansion.

As the head of his family, he must put the safety and interests of Ruan's residence first.

"Xi Zeyao, I have arrived." Ruan Hanyu looked at it. Fifteen minutes later, he took the initiative to call Xi Zeyao.

Xi Zeyao was sitting in the cabin of the helicopter, smoking leisurely. When Ruan Hanyu called, he sat upright with a sneer in his mouth. He suddenly took a smoke in his hand, slowly spit it out, and narrowed his eyes. The fierce light in his eyes was narrowed into a thin sharp iron wire, and the muscles at the corner of his mouth were twisted.

"Good. Put it on the 47 of soul pawnshop." After a long time, he said in his mobile phone in a strange way. He took another puff of smoke in his mouth and spit it out from the sky. In the smoke, Xi Zeyao's face was as gloomy as a ghost.

Ruan Hanyu listened to the cold words, with cold breath in his palm. He firmly grasped the ocean star.

The sky outside the Hummer was dark, with only a few dim street lights flashing in the dark.

This is a suburb, next to Yuehe cemetery.

Ruan Hanyu thought for a moment in the car, picked up the ocean star and opened the door.

When the car door opened, a hot and dry summer night wind came on his face. His black hair, which he had no time to take care of, was in a mess. With the help of his hands, he quickly swept his eyes across the surrounding environment.

This is an open area with dense trees. There are no obvious stalls or houses. Not far away is the main entrance of Yuehe cemetery. The atmosphere is very strict. Except for the street lights, there is no pedestrian.

What exactly does this soul pawnshop 47 mean?

Ruan Hanyu's eyes were sharp and sharp. After turning around carefully, he didn't find any pawnshop or other places.

His fingers clenched the ocean star, his head was running at a high speed, and his deep eyes never let go of any suspicious place.

Xi Zeyao sat in the soft seat of the cabin, staring at a computer video in front of him.

Ruan Hanyu's slender figure is appearing on the video.There was a smile on his face.

Ruan Hanyu walks carefully in the video, looking left and right, holding one thing in his hand. Xi Zeyao is not sure whether he is holding Ocean Star in his hand, but he can be sure that this time, he will not dare to take a fake.

After all, there are two suicide bombers that could destroy the Ruan mansion at any time.

The phone rang again.

He looked at the screen, took a deep breath and connected the phone.

"Xi Zeyao, what the hell are you doing? There's no soul pawnshop No. 47 or something. What do you mean? If I don't want the jewelry, I'll leave right away." Ruan Hanyu snapped over there.

Ruan Hanyu in the video is holding a mobile phone to call him. His long body is standing under an old banyan tree on the roadside. His whole face is just facing the video, and his tone is severe. Several banyan whiskers fall in front of him. Xi Zeyao can clearly see the impatience on his face, and even some anxiety and fear in his eyes. The fear that he inadvertently shows, Xi Zeyao Yao can understand that he is afraid of the suicide threats of the two extremists. He is worried about hurting his family and the Ruan family.

Xi Zeyao can grasp this very well in his heart, otherwise he is as proud as him. How can he be held by him and send the Ocean Star obediently.

He had a smile of victory floating on his face. After taking a few puffs of the cigarette in his hand, he said faintly, "don't worry, young man, you'll see it soon."

Then he laughed a few times.

Ruan Hanyu listened to this creepy smile, which was beside him in a trance. He looked around and felt more and more chilly.

If Xi Zeyao were to fight him in front of him, he would have no fear. Even if he was holding a gun at him, he would not have a trace of timidity.

But at this time, he was like a ghost, ethereal, unable to touch.

He didn't even know what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

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