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World Seven (25) Murder

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"Ahem." Lin Jiu painfully extricated herself from the seat belt and airbag. The moment the airbag popped out, it seemed as if her ribs were about to be broken into her lungs.

Fine pains shot through her body, but when she turned her head and saw Liang Yu's miserable condition, the pain in her body seemed to be nothing.

The driver's door was deeply dented, and his left arm, bent in an unnatural arc, was stuck between the door and the misaligned steering wheel. Blood flowed out from nowhere and covered Liang Yu's face, making him look particularly nervous. people.

Fortunately, the bag was at hand. Lin Jiu called the ambulance and endured the unbearable pain with her eyes half closed. At this time, she felt a little envious of Liang Yu. She shouldn't feel the pain after she fainted, right?

The hit-and-run vehicle was undoubtedly a deliberate murder. The way Liang Yu spun hard at the end made Lin Jiu's frightening-looking wounds only superficial.

It didn't take Lin Jiu much time to take care of his wounds. Instead, the light on the door frame of the operating room where Liang Yu was locked had been on for several hours.

The memory of a few hours ago kept replaying in Lin Jiu's mind. Although it only happened in a few seconds, Lin Jiu could clearly remember that the other party turned on the high beam unusually at noon on a sunny day. lamp.

Lin Jiu could reasonably suspect that the other party turned on the high beam after seeing Liang Yu's car, then accelerated across the road and hit him head on.

If this cannot be called murder, then probably all homicides can be directly classified as suicides.

Lin Jiu thought that he was not capable of forming such a sworn hatred, and the other party could only be looking for the car driven by Liang Yu, and that car happened to be arranged by Yipai branch. .

Could it be...that Liang Yiheng wanted to kill Liang Yu? Lin Jiu was startled by this idea, but the murderer most likely came for Liang Yu, and not many people knew Liang Yu's whereabouts this time. Apart from the top executives of Yipai branch, probably only Pan Yuanqi and the Liang family .

Lin Jiu's mind was in a mess, and she couldn't figure it out. She suddenly remembered that Liang Yu accidentally mentioned on the plane yesterday that after the establishment of Yipai's branch in the United States, he would go to inspect it for a few days every year. He originally planned to fly to the United States in another month.

A chill suddenly ran down his spine. The more Lin Jiu thought about it, the more he felt a severe headache. The plots of some European and American movies inexplicably entered his mind. He just didn't know if there was such a thing as after-sales service for the killers nowadays.

Lin Jiu thought indifferently, if the killer was too dedicated and had to hit him again before he died, then Liang Yu's current situation would be dangerous.

But the premise was that Liang Yu had to come out of the operating room first. Lin Jiu closed her sore eyes with force, touched her arm covered with gauze, drank the espresso in her hand, got up and went again Bought a drink.

It was already late at night when Liang Yu woke up. It was entirely because after the anesthesia wore off, he was suddenly awakened by pain. This pain was like shattering all the bones in his body and destroying his internal organs. A crushing pain.

But in fact, he was indeed not far away from this situation. His whole body was tightly wrapped in belts and plaster, and the only thing that could move seemed to be his neck, which was not wrapped so tightly. But Liang Yu slightly As soon as he moved, the pain that spread all over his body made him groan uncontrollably in his throat.

"Are you awake?" A vague voice sounded in his ears. He subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but was gently held down. "Don't move around. I'll get you some water."

With his field of vision limited to the ceiling above his head, Liang Yu could only rely on his hearing, which seemed to have some problem, to identify Lin Jiu's movements.

"You're seriously injured, but it's not life-threatening. Do you need to contact someone now?" Lin Jiu's head, also covered in ribbons, appeared in Liang Yu's sight.

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"I..." Liang Yu opened his mouth and found that his throat was as dry as smoke, and he was hoarse and unable to speak a word.

"Don't worry, can I contact Pan Yuanqi for you?" A shallow plastic spoon was pressed against the chapped lips, and water droplets slowly fell into Liang Yu's mouth. Lin Jiu patiently gave Liang Yu half a spoonful and half a spoonful. Give him water, "If you can, blink once, if not, blink twice."

Liang Yu closed his eyes and opened them again.

"I'll let him take the fastest flight first, and you can explain the details to him when he arrives, okay?"

Liang Yu blinked. It was the first time that Lin Jiu saw Liang Yu looking so embarrassed and well-behaved. He couldn't help but laugh out loud. But before the laughter came out, it tore the wound, causing Lin Jiu to twist up in pain. brow.

"You...?" Liang Yu spat out a vague syllable, and Lin Jiu shook his head quickly, "I'm fine, it's just a skin injury. I'll call the doctor over first."

While the doctor on duty was doing the examination, Lin Jiu sat on the bed next to her and made a phone call without looking away from Liang Yu.

It wasn't that Lin Jiu was stingy and refused to live in a single ward, but that she always felt that as soon as Liang Yu left her sight, an inexplicable person would appear and stab Liang Yu to death.

Maybe she had a persecution delusion, Lin Jiu thought, hung up the phone with Pan Yuanqi, and dialed Jiang Xian's number instead.

The doctor closed the door of the ward when he left. Liang Yu happened to hear Lin Jiu say to the person on the other side of the phone: "I have a small situation here and I can't go back today. Can you help me book a flight ticket to go back to China tomorrow night?" .

Lin Jiu hung up the phone and lowered his head to see Liang Yu looking at him, "Pan Yuanqi will arrive tomorrow. Before he arrives, I feel sorry for you and me staying in the same ward."

"Thank you." Liang Yu couldn't say anything more, so he could only choose the word that best expressed his mood at this time.

The air conditioner in the ward was maintained at a suitable temperature, but there were fine beads of sweat on Liang Yu's face. "Didn't he give you painkillers?" Lin Jiu asked.

"No need." Liang Yuyan said simply and concisely.

Lin Jiu, who had already taken painkillers twice, had some inexplicable respect for Liang Yu, "Then I'll sleep for a while. If anything happens, just call me." Lin Jiu closed the curtain between the two hospital beds tightly with a clatter. .

The only sound left in the ward was the sound of the central air conditioner supplying air. The omnipresent pain continued to torture Liang Yu's nerves. He began to try to distinguish Lin Jiu's breathing from the sound of the air conditioner, but failed without a doubt.

So he began to think about what kind of gift he should give to the culprit of this disaster, but as he thought about it, he could only think about the person in the hospital bed next to him.

It's really bad. As a patient, you should obviously be devoid of desire. Liang Yu thought silently in his heart, but his mind was still honestly replaying the beautiful scene that belonged to him alone last night.