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1Soon, an operation cart pushed in from the door.

Blood, dripping all the way.

He didn't need to look closely to know that the patient was seriously injured.

"Young Master …"

A Zuo found a few more people that didn't look right in the crowd.

"Ignore them."

Ye Xiaochen raised his lips and lowered his voice.

The two of them walked towards the emergency ward's reception desk.

Despite the air-conditioning, there were a lot of people in the hall, making them feel slightly hot.

The two wearing human skin masks felt it even more deeply.

Slowly, in the manner that an old man should have, they walked to the guidance desk.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

the nurse at the reception desk asked enthusiastically.

"I heard that my old friend is in the hospital. I want to find out which ward he's in."

Ye Xiaochen said slowly. The voice carried a thick Yunshan accent.

"What's his name, please?" the nurse asked.

"His name is Fu Yicheng …"

"Elder Fu is in ward three on the 15th floor …"

The nurse at the reception desk tapped the computer keyboard and quickly found the man.

"Oh, okay. Thank you …"

Ye Xiaochen held his walking stick with both hands and thanked the nurse.

He had a kind face and a kind eyes. It was obvious that he was a wise old man. A Zuo, who was beside him, did not look as kind as he did.

The two of them had been in the hall for so long that the 'scouts' hidden in the crowd had not noticed them.

"Old Zuo, did you remember that?"

Ye Xiaochen tilted his head and asked A Zuo. His voice was low and hoarse, clearly that of an old man.

"Remember, it's in ward three on the 15th floor."

A Zuo frowned and replied in a low voice.

The two of them glanced at each other, hidden in their murky eyes was a sharp, cold light.

When he followed the others into the elevator, Ye Xiaochen deliberately covered his mouth with one hand and coughed softly. Everyone consciously gave him some space.

A Zuo scanned around out of the corner of his eyes. There wasn't anyone in the elevator that looked different.

Relax and walk out of the elevator.

Ye Xiaochen walked slowly while holding his walking stick. A Zuo coordinated with him and also slowed down their pace.

Just as he reached the door of ward 3, two sharp silhouettes walked over.

The one in front was wearing a white shirt and black pants. His black shoes were extremely shiny. He put one hand in his pants pocket, his face cold, his features solid and deep.

Ye Xiaochen was stunned.

"Lu Yiyao, why is he here?"

Lu Yiyao walked in the elevator for the medical staff, so they perfectly 'dodged' the car just now.

"Young Master …"

Seeing this, A Zuo hurriedly held Ye Xiaochen's hand and whispered in his ear.

"Let's go in."

At this moment, Ye Xiaochen didn't want Lu Yiyao to recognize him.

"Yes."

The two of them turned around and pushed open the door to ward three.

He walked in and closed the door.

The moment the door was about to be closed, Lu Yiyao inadvertently glanced at the door.

That back was a little familiar.

"You are?"

The nurse in charge of ward no. 3 couldn't help but to ask as she saw that they were a bit unfamiliar with each other.

"Yi Cheng, I've come to see you. "Old partner, I haven't seen you in a few days, how did you become like this …"

Ye Xiaochen ignored the nurse's question, held up his walking stick, and walked shakily to the bedside. He sat down and put his hands on his walking stick.

His words were sorrowful, and his eyes were slightly red. However, his tears kept rolling down his cheeks. No matter what, they didn't fall.

The human skin mask could not be touched by water, not even by tears.

"You are old man Fu's friends?"

When the nurse heard him call out the patient's name, her voice was thick with sadness and sadness. She thought they were the patient's friends and didn't have any doubts.

"That's right …"

A Zuo stood beside Ye Xiaochen and looked down at the patient whom he didn't know on the bed.

In order to get into Gu Mengmeng's sickroom without being targeted by the others, he had to go through all the patients on the 15th floor.

The other patients were accompanied by their families.

Except for this childless Fu Yicheng.

Coincidentally, this Fu Yicheng's ward was right next to Gu Mengmeng's. As long as they entered the ward, they would be able to easily enter Gu Mengmeng's.

"From the sound of your accents, it seems like you guys aren't from Yunjing …"

The nurse brought a chair for A Zuo and asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, we're from Yunshan City. When we heard that Old Fu was critically ill, we hurried over …"

"Oh …"

Hearing this, the nurse was even more certain that they were the patient's friends.

A Zuo sat beside Ye Xiaochen.

Seeing this, the nurse moved to the side.

"Young Master, do you still want to go over?"

A Zuo slightly leaned towards Ye Xiaochen and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people.

"What do you think?"

Ye Xiaochen glanced at him and stretched out his hand, pretending to wipe his eyes sadly.

"Old buddy, wake up …" We came to see you … "

"…"

A Zuo really couldn't learn Ye Xiaochen's "performance", so he just sat to the side and silently felt sad.

"Old gentlemen, don't be upset. The doctor said that Elder Fu is doing quite well and that he might wake up. "

"It's possible?"

Ye Xiaochen paused for a moment, his tone becoming more and more sorrowful.

"So that means it's possible that he might not wake up?"

"Old mister, even the doctors can't say …"

The nurse sighed, her face revealing a trace of embarrassment.

Beep, beep...

At this moment, Ye Xiaochen's phone suddenly vibrated.

Slowly, he took the phone out of his pocket. Unlocking his fingerprint, he saw a short message hanging on the screen.

[I've already cleaned up the place. If you want to go in, then hurry up.]

Anonymous text message. An unfamiliar number.

The pair of dark blue eyes under Ye Xiaochen's beautiful eyes suddenly contracted and his brain spun.

Lu Yiyao?

Who else could it be?

He was indeed powerful. Even though he had 'disguised' himself to such an extent, he was still able to recognize him.

Ye Xiaochen slightly turned his head and glanced at A Zuo.

A Zuo understood.1

He stood up slowly and asked the nurse in a low voice.

"May I ask where is the washroom?"

"Over here."

the nurse said kindly.

"Oh, thank you …"

A Zuo walked closer to the nurse. He put his right hand's fingers together and cut straight at the nurse's neck.

"You …"

Half a syllable stuck in the nurse's throat, her eyelids rolled over and she fell to the ground.

A Zuo retracted his hand and looked at his slightly red palm.

This time, he had only used 40% of his strength.

He bent down and dragged the nurse to the chair by the bed. Ye Xiaochen had already stood up. He looked down and cast a cold glance at the worker leaning against the back of the chair. Her dark blue eyes became a dark, cold black.

"Young Master, let's go …"

They went into the bathroom and moved away from the ceiling.

In less than a minute, the two of them successfully entered Gu Mengmeng's room.

When Ye Xiaochen appeared in front of Gu Mengmeng's sickbed, the Jade Key hanging on Gu Mengmeng's body emitted a faint green light.

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