Chapter 314

Now Tao Di cares most about Ji Yao!

When the idea came out, he was ready to call his secretary and ask him to pay attention to whether something happened recently.

As soon as the mobile phone is in hand, and before it can dial, a strange call comes in.

It was no one else who called him. It was the stranger who called Su Hong before.

This stranger is still careful to change his voice through the voice changer, and the treated voice is hoarse and infiltrative.

The only difference is that he changed a set of words, "what happened to Ji Yao? Don't you know? Ji Yao is half dead now. The woman you love deeply breaks his heart. Do you have the heart? "

Ji shaoting's back was stiff and he said in a deep voice, "who are you? What do you mean

The stranger sneered again. "I mean, it's obvious, isn't it? I'm trying to help you. Can't you see that? If Ji Yao dies, do you think you will have a chance to retrieve the heart of your beloved woman? Think about it? "

Ji shaoting's black pupils suddenly contracted. So the car stalled on the way, "who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. It's important for you to think about whether what I said to you is reasonable or not? Tao Di was originally in love with you, but he left you because of a misunderstanding. If Ji Yao died, would she be moved if you treat her better? " The stranger brainwashed Ji shaoting.

Ji shaoting's face was tense. You want me to kill you? You want me to kill? Who are you? I won't be fooled by you

The stranger over there sneered again, "I didn't expect that Ji shaoting was very defensive. I can teach you to kill, and I can pretend to be an accident and not involve you

Ji shaoting is a man in the end. His IQ is higher than Su Hong's, so he is not so easy to fool. He gritted his teeth and said, "what happened after? After I killed Ji Yao? You can use the phone recording at this moment and find some other evidence to bring me to justice. At the end of the day, you're the only one who gets there, isn't it? "

The man over there sneered, "Ji shaoting, you are really smart, but you are mistaken for smart. You don't know that voice processed phone recordings are not evidence? Besides, I'm just teaching you the way. I don't know what you're going to kill, and the way I teach you won't leave any evidence at all. Why don't you listen to my method first? "

An evil idea flashed in Ji shaoting's mind, but he was somewhat shaken

The stranger said his way out, and then he asked with some pride, "what's up? Do you think it's safe? "

Ji shaoting was silent for about a minute and asked in a hoarse voice, "why do you want to help me?"

"Because my name is Lei Feng! I'm just looking good at Lei Feng, and Ji Yao is not happy, so I'll give you a hand by the way. "

Ji shaoting is silent again

"Think about it, but I have to remind you that this is the only chance. You should hold fast. Ji Yao may wake up later. Don't be too late for that The sound processed by the sound transformer is chilly and gloomy.

With that, he hung up first.

Ji shaoting listened to the beep coming from the phone. I can't help but clench my cell phone and keep silent for a long time

The next day.

As expected, Ji shaoting came to the hospital. He changed into the doctor's work clothes prepared in advance, put on his mask, glasses and surgical cap. From the elevator straight to Ji Yao's ward, the eyes under the glasses are full of poison and determination.

He's really going to do it!

Just because he still loves the flute!

He did not find any loopholes in the plan, which was provided by the stranger. There's no evidence left, so he moved.

Although the bodyguards have been guarding Ji Yao, they don't pay much attention to the doctors in white coats entering the ward.

Moreover, this is the intensive care unit. Every doctor and nurse who comes in is wrapped up.

Therefore, Ji shaoting's dress was successfully mixed in. Originally, he was still a little nervous, but he calmed down a little after he got in so easily.

Walking into the intensive care unit, he saw the mummified man lying on the bed.

A touch of contempt appeared in his eyes. The man who used to be full of domineering and arrogance now lay lifeless and could no longer compete with him for pottery flute. I can't despise him with the arrogant look in his eyes. It's really enjoyable to enjoy his picture at the moment. Once this man made him jealous of almost crazy, now his heart finally happy.

This lying mummy is obviously a weak one, and he can become the final winner as long as he moves his finger gently.

With this in mind, he excitedly took out the small plastic bottle in his white coat pocket.

There is a virus in the bottle. As long as he moves his fingers, Ji Yao will be seriously infected and die.

If he died of infection, even an autopsy would not show anything unusual.Because his body itself is prone to bacterial infection

Thinking of Ji Yao's death, his favorite pottery flute can come back to him, and his eyes are more gloomy.

The plastic bottle is ready to be opened.

Ji shaoting has torn off the plastic sealing strip on the top of the plastic bottle. As long as his fingers lift the lid harder, Ji Yao will die.

At this critical moment, the murderous spirit at the bottom of his eyes was almost crazy.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him and the ICU door was opened.

Ji shaoting's heart strings were tight, and his eyes flashed in a flurry. He quickly retracted his hand and put the bottle back into the bag of sterile clothes. Then pretend to pick up the prepared record form and record the data.

It's not someone else, it's pottery flute.

She comes to the hospital to accompany Ji Yao at nine o'clock on time every day. It's already the winter season. She was always afraid of the cold. When she went out in winter, her face would be pale and her hands would be red.

She also changed into a sterile suit, put on a mask and showed only two eyes.

But Ji shaoting still felt her coming in an instant, her footsteps, her breath was so familiar.

Even her breathing, he still felt that familiar frequency.

It's always snowing recently. It's getting colder day by day.

It's OK to drive the heating in the car, but she still breathes back when she gets off the car and walks from the parking lot to the ward. When she came to the ward, she rubbed her frozen red hands and nodded to the "doctor" inside, with a warm smile rippling at the bottom of her eyes.