Yaquan doesn't know that his boss is now on the three British Islands.

He was thinking that Jim was not Chinese after all, and Jiang Haifeng was so badly injured, so it was safer for him to escort him back.

"Who cares if you leave the company?" Canonization denied Yaquan's proposal in one sentence, "I'll send him home."

"Ah?" Yaquan immediately felt that his thinking was a little abnormal. "Boss, do you want to come to the three British islands first and then take Jiang Haifeng back to the country? It's too troublesome."

Besides, how can the boss run errands for such a small matter.

"I'm on the three British Islands now. Where's jianghaifeng?"

Feng Sheng replied in a low voice as he walked.

"... in the company."

Yaquan's eyes under the lens blinked slightly. It's not stupid to ask the boss when he has arrived at the three British Islands again.

"Wait."

After Feng Sheng said two words briefly, he immediately hung up the phone.

Feng Yi came to the hospital to see Mary and happened to bump into Feng Sheng at the door.

"Yi, I have to go back home now. Since you are all on the three British Islands, don't hurry back. If there is anything that Yaquan can't solve in the bodyguard company, you can help. I will watch it in China."

Feng Sheng, who seldom smokes, took out a pack of cigarettes when he walked out of the gate of the hospital, and now it is lit in Feng Yi's face.

He has to solve Jiang Haifeng's problem first when he goes back. In addition, since the central government is still in China, he doesn't want to go back to work on the three British islands so soon.

"OK."

Feng Yi was just annoyed by the business of Feng's company and wanted to go on strike. As soon as his eldest brother said so, he immediately responded.

Compared with the president of Feng's group, it's not too easy to be the boss of a bodyguard company.

"How's Feng Yihan doing recently?"

Before leaving, the right leg, which had taken a step to the right front, was taken back.

"There's nothing moving. I'm very calm and restrained a lot."

Speaking of Feng Yihan, there was a trace of anxiety between Feng Yi's eyebrows and eyes, and his look was also dimmed.

"If Yang Yang and I are in China, don't let her come back so soon." Feng Sheng patted Feng Yi's chest, "I'm leaving."

Feng Yi looked at the back of Feng Sheng's natural and unrestrained departure. After watching it for five or six seconds, he took back his sight and entered the hospital.

On the sanctified private plane, there are only two people in the cabin.

One is the canonization sitting on one side seat, and the steps of canonization have a stretcher bed.

On the stretcher bed lay a man covered with blood, who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The man who can't see his facial features clearly because of too many blood stains on his face has a thick bandage wrapped around his right leg and knee, and the bandage is full of blood.

Compared with the canonization with black suit and elegant sitting on one side, how miserable this man on the ground is.

When Jiang Haifeng woke up with pain from head to foot, he struggled to open his heavy eyes and saw the white ceiling.

And the ceiling seems different from the flat ceiling in the room. At least it's not flat.

There was a slight bump under his body. Jiang Haifeng looked at the ceiling with dead gray eyes and thought he had been dead for a moment.

When his eyes shifted, he caught a glimpse of a figure on the left, and subconsciously turned his eyes.

The feet of the canonization are on the same horizontal line as Jiang Haifeng's shoulders, so when Jiang Haifeng opened his eyes, he found that the other party woke up as soon as his cold eyes hung.

Staring coldly at the sea peak.

When Jiang Haifeng saw the familiar face of canonization, his eyes widened and his eyes were full of shock.

"You should thank me."

When they looked at each other up and down, they looked at each other like this. After half a ring, Fengsheng took the lead in opening his mouth.