The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 667 Sir, please give me more advice 25
"That's it...then when will he come back?"

"This, it is estimated that it will take seven, seven or eight years..."

Time is the best medicine for forgetting.A relationship that has not yet begun, will fade away after seven or eight years.

Looking at those dim beautiful eyes, Mrs. Ji felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, and it was difficult to lie, so she turned her head and dared not look at her.

Qingwu blinked, then lowered her eyes and pondered.

After finally coming here, it is too angry to return without success like this.

No, I have to find a way to get close to Ji Yinzhi's body.

"A visitor at home?"

A deep voice sounded from outside the door.

Master Ji came in while taking off his coat, his expression was unconcealable tiredness, and his temples were a little gray.

Behind him were several doctors and nurses in white coats, carrying a medical kit on their backs.

After the two entered the living room, Master Ji looked at the strange girl sitting on the sofa with a calm expression, and then turned his head to look at the person behind him, "Go up and check Ah Huai's body first."

They nodded and walked towards the second floor.

When Mrs. Ji heard him mentioning A Huai, she glanced at Qingwu whose complexion changed slightly, she stood up in a panic and wanted to interrupt him: "Honest..."

As soon as I dozed off, someone gave me a pillow.

Qingwu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and stood up in bewilderment.

As if reflecting the meaning of Master Ji's words, she bit her lower lip lightly, and stood without saying a word, obediently and quietly.

But her hurt and depressed expression is very pitiful.

Bodhi admired his master's flawless performance, and was amazed.

Received his wife's eyes that kept hinting, Ji Houzhong was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Immediately he thought of something, his face changed, and he asked expectantly and excitedly: "Could it be that Ah Huai woke up?!
Mrs. Ji: "..."

Suddenly want to give him a brainstorm.

She walked over, grabbed his arm angrily and pulled him aside: "Why wake up? Come here!"

Ji Houzhong, who had been explained by her, understood the whole story, and he touched the back of his head in embarrassment after realizing something bad happened.

Looking at the girl standing there feeling a little helpless, he sighed helplessly.

Because there is no way to hide it anymore, the couple confessed to Qingwu.

With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Ji told her: "Actually, Ah Huai didn't go abroad, I lied to you. He was attacked on the back of the head a month and a half ago, and he has been unconscious since then, and he is still like a wooden man now." Lying in bed."

She choked up: "I, I was afraid that you would be sad if you found out, so I didn't dare to tell you. I'm sorry, Qingwu."

Qingwu lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time, then said softly: "Can I... go and see him? Although I can't see him, I want to stay with him for a while, just for a while..."

Such a fragile request made it impossible for them to refuse.

Mrs. Ji helped her upstairs to Ji Yinzhi's room.

After waiting for the doctors and nurses to check his body, a group of people left the room, leaving only Qingwu standing by the bed.

And on that big bed lay an exquisite and handsome man, covered with a quilt, with a needle stuck on the back of his exposed snow-white hand, which was connected to the infusion tube at the head of the bed.

The eyelids covered the pupils, the long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, the beautiful thin lips were bloodless, he lay there breathing weakly, like a sleeping nobleman.

It's a pity that there is no way to see such a beautiful picture like a scroll.

(End of this chapter)