Chapter 5463: Called Zhongliu over
Ji Lin turned the car around with a panicked expression on his face: "Go, go to the hospital. Mr. Wang, we will go to the hospital right away."
The man took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from his mouth, then he held his breath and said, "I'm fine."
“Stab—” Ji Lin braked and stopped on the side of the road. He turned his head and stared at him, his temples bulging, and he was having a hard time enduring it.
“…but you vomited blood!”
Ye Wangchuan wiped the remaining blood from the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes and carefully wiped the blood on his hands, with an indifferent expression: "I know what's going on with me, there's no need to go to the hospital."
"Master Wan!" Ji Lin disagreed and couldn't help but raise his voice.
Ye Wangchuan raised the end of his eyes and looked at him nonchalantly, then said again: "Don't tell anyone what happened just now. Just pretend you didn't see anything. Do you understand?"
Ji Lin's expression suddenly changed: "Master Wang, are you going to hide this from Miss Qiao?"
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Ye Wangchuan didn't answer, but he seemed to have answered.
He gritted his teeth and admonished: "Miss Qiao is the miracle doctor around the city. She must have a way. Master Wang..."
Ye Wangchuan said solemnly: "Don't you understand me?"
Ji Lin's forehead veins popped up and then pressed down. He gritted his teeth and lowered his head with stiff cheeks: "Yes, Lord Wan."
Ye Wangchuan held his forehead with a headache. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ji Lin with his head buried in a low mood. He sighed silently and explained: "I have a reason not to tell her for the time being. But I didn't make fun of my body. I sent someone to I picked up Mr. Zhong from the Pharmacy Association, and we’ll go see him first later.”
"Master Wan has found Mr. Zhong?!" Ji Lin suddenly raised his head, his livid complexion softened and Yu Yun looked a little better.
But he grasped the key point and looked at the man in the back row in surprise.
He said: "Master Wan, did you already know that you would vomit blood?"
Ji Lin's thoughts were racing and his mind was in a mess.
Master Wan had known for a long time that he would vomit blood, or in other words, Master Wan had known that there was something wrong with his body? Otherwise Mr. Wan would not have found someone to pick up Mr. Zhong in advance.
All the clues point to one answer - he knows why he vomited blood.
Ye Wangchuan didn't answer him this time. He lit the **** handkerchief with a lighter and held it between his fingers to watch it burn to ashes before opening the window and throwing it out.
After finishing this, he raised the side window, raised his eyes without emotion and told Ji Lin: "Let's go, remember what you promised me."
Don't tell Qiao Nian.
Ji Lin restarted the car. As the vehicle started, the tires made a slight sound as they rubbed against the ground. The black Phaeton merged into the traffic flow and quickly disappeared among the bustling people and vehicles...
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at the same time.
The girl wearing a peaked cap walked into the FBI building in a swagger.
There are many high-rise buildings around, and the glass curtain walls reflect colorful lights. As the most prosperous central area of country M, this place exudes an aura of economic prosperity.
As soon as she stepped in, someone blocked her way.
“Sorry, ma’am, this is the FBI. You are not from here and cannot go in.” The uniformed police officer blocked her out.
But soon a group of people came to the door and greeted the young police officer: "She is my friend."
When the young police officer saw the person coming, he quickly retracted his hand that was stopping Qiao Nian, took two steps back, and greeted respectfully: "Archbishop."
"Um."
Quentin did not wear red robes outside, but rarely wore a modern, crisp suit, which made him look tall and upright.
His sharp blue eyes scanned Qiao Nian's body, and he raised his legs to lead the way.
"Come with me!"