Chapter 1439

Han Tianzhuo walks to the guest room and sees that Han Jing is still kneeling beside the bed, with pale cheeks and red eyes. He squats down beside him with heartache.

"Zuo Zuo, do you want to see Molly?"

Han Jing suddenly looked up at him, "where is Molly?"

Han Tianzhuo sighed, "jasmine is in the freezer. When you wake up, you can change your clothes and go to see her."

Han Jing quickly wiped her nose and tears. When she got up, her legs were soft and her arms were on the edge of the bed. She didn't stand up several times.

In recent days, he fainted and was maintained by injection of glucose. He would cry for a while and consume his physical strength. He must be unable to eat.

Han Tianzhuo helped him up, went back to the room and helped him get his clothes. When he was dressed, he helped him button up again. He looked at his listless, silent eyes staring at the book on the table.

That's the book Molly hasn't finished yet.

Han took him downstairs, and Han Tianzhuo said softly, "let's eat something, and then we'll go to the hospital."

Han Jing shook his head, "brother, I have no appetite."

Han Tianzhuo put his hands on his shoulder, "left left, do you want to see Jasmine you can't stand steadily? I'll take you something to eat

Han Jing has no choice but to sit down at the table with him. Han churui brings out a bowl of porridge. Since he doesn't eat, he can still eat something digestible.

Han Jing reluctantly ate half a bowl of porridge, but he got up again and vomited what he had eaten. He got up beside the garbage can and wiped the corners of his mouth. He continued to sit down and finished a bowl of porridge.

"Second brother, I'm finished. Take it with you."

To the hospital, Han Jing stood outside the ward, but did not go in, Han Tianzhuo stood inside, puzzled looking at him.

"Left, left?"

Han Jing stepped back, shook his head and denied, "second brother, it must be false. You tell me, it's all false. It's a nightmare I had."

Han Tianzhuo understood that he did not dare to face the reality.

He walked out of the room, stood beside him and silently accompanied him for dozens of minutes. Han Tianzhuo looked at him, "second brother also hopes that this is a nightmare, but the nightmare will wake up, and you have to face the reality. Zuo Zuo, second brother, accompany you. "

Han Jing turns her head. Although she doesn't say a word, her scarlet tears still drop. How can a 16-year-old bear the news of the death of the person she likes.

Han Tianzhuo looks at his brother's crying nose and tears all over his face. He is very embarrassed, but he doesn't dislike it at all. He reaches out to help him wipe it.

"Zuo Zuo, if you don't want to go in, second brother will deal with it, OK?"

Han Jing shakes his head and grabs the railing with both hands. Because of too much force, byte turns white.

"No, I'm going in. Go in and see her."

He released the railing, turned and walked to the door again. He wiped his tears and nose with a handkerchief, tried to pull out a gentle smile and walked in slowly.

Every step was so heavy that he could hardly lift it up. Looking at the girl in the freezer, he still bit his teeth and came to her step by step.

She had been treated, because she was dressed, and the burned ground was well covered, but her burned ears could not be covered.

His fingers fell on the freezer and he shivered.

"Molly."

For a long time, he called her hoarsely.

"Molly, how can you break your promise?" He closed his eyes, tears wet his long eyelashes, but still hold back crying.

Han Tianzhuo stood behind him and accompanied him silently for two hours. Seeing that Han Jing hadn't said anything else, he was afraid that his younger brother couldn't bear the injury and had to find something to distract him.

"Zuozuo, Molly's autopsy report says she wasn't killed by fire."

Han Jing looks up abruptly, "why is that?"

Han Tian Zhuo Dun a few seconds, "you come out with me, I'll tell you."

The temperature in this room is too low for him, not to mention Han Jing, who is weak now.

Han Jing follows him to leave the room. Han Tianzhuo takes him to Xiao Jue's office, turns on the air conditioner, and pours him a cup of hot tea before handing him the report.

"At that time, Molly was seriously injured. As you can see, she lost too much blood on her neck and forehead. She should have guessed that she was seriously injured before she tried to save Cheng Hui."

Han Jing fingers stiff with the report, but not a word to read.

"So?"

"You want to take revenge for jasmine. Wanzhuo hasn't caught her yet. Those mercenaries have taken her away. Now you are just grieving, and the people who hurt Jasmine are still at ease."

Han Tianzhuo stares at him. His eyes move. He knows that his words have an effect.

"Zuo Zuo, the second brother will help you find Wan Zhuo and break him to pieces!"

Han Jing looks down at the report. The last line says that the cause of death is that the wound on his neck is too deep and he lost too much blood. If he could rush in early to save her, maybe she would not die.

But if not.

"Yes, I will catch him and chop him up piece by piece!" He tore up the report and stood up to leave the office."Zuo Zuo, where are you going?" Han Tianzhuo catch up with him, "wanzhuo, this fox is very cunning, this matter should be discussed from a long time."

Han Jing calls up a sneer, and the gloomy expression makes Han Tianzhuo's back cold, "old fox? Oh

When Han Jing returns to Han's home, he goes upstairs to his room. Han churui sees that his face is not right and calls him. He doesn't respond and goes directly back to his bedroom.

Han churui frowned and looked at Han Tianzhuo's calm face. "What's the matter with Zuo Zuo?"

It was like killing people.

Han Tianzhuo rubs his forehead, and he doesn't know if his move is right.

"I want him to avenge Molly and divert his attention."

Han churui also frowns. Han Jing is too smart, but cleverness is also a double-edged sword. If he goes astray, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Jiji, keep an eye on it. I'm afraid Zuo Zuo will do something drastic."

Han Tianzhuo nods and goes to the door of his room. He knocks but no one opens it. He can only find the key to open it.

Han Jing's bedroom is very big, because he likes to make some small inventions. The place near the window is where he does research. There are four computers, some machines, and a semi-finished AI robot.

"Zuo Zuo, what are you doing?"

Han Jing's fingers keep operating on the keyboard. Han Tianzhuo raises his eyes and looks at the computer screen. He is chatting with someone. One of the chatting objects is Mr. max, and the other doesn't make notes. He only has a face picture.

Han Jing sent a message saying, "I want to find a person, find this person, give it to me, any conditions, you open."

The other party replied, "clues, conditions later."

Mr. Max probably recognized that his tone was not right and asked kindly, "Han Dashen, what's the matter with you?"

Han Jing didn't pay any attention to him. He sent wanzhuo's photo to the face picture with a sentence.

"When the street mouse is defeated, I'm going to break him up."

Facebook replied, "Han Dashen, you are not in the right mood. What's the matter?"

Han Jing finger meal, deep breath, "he killed my people, I want to kill him!"

The tone of indifference is totally different from that of the youth who used to be warm like spring breeze.

Han Tianzhuo stares at his younger brother. Although he will experience something when he grows up, he doesn't want his warm younger brother to become ruthless.