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Chapter 20: Murderer one second, witness the next
She had measured her actions, Wen Dazhuang wouldn’t die.
The tall silhouette of a man gradually emerged from the darkness.
His brow was furrowed, and his face was as pale as paper, a little scary. He looked very weak.
He leaned lazily against the wall, looking up and down at the person still lying in the stinky ditch with a half-smile.
It was the first time he had seen a woman single-handedly take down such a big man.
Compared to her, he seemed a little weak now.
Jiang Mingyue prayed in her heart, hoping that he hadn’t seen anything.
She moved slightly to the side and gave Zhan Hanxiao a polite smile.
“Mr. Zhan, it’s you. What are you doing here so late?”
“Catching a murderer.”
Jiang Mingyue’s heart skipped a beat. Had he seen everything just now?
This was their third meeting, and they weren’t very familiar with each other. He wouldn’t report her to the police, would he?
“Hehe, Mr. Zhan, what are you joking about? Where’s the murderer?”
Zhan Hanxiao took a step forward. In the dim light of the alley, her enchanting face looked a bit like a vampire.
To be honest, from the first time she met him, Jiang Mingyue felt that the more handsome a man was, the more she had to stay away from him.
Because they were poisonous.
She didn’t think he was a good person, but at this moment, she felt that this dog man, who was still in the alley at this hour, really didn’t have some special identity?
Recently, it had been rumored in the county that people had been disappearing everywhere in recent years, and there were human traffickers everywhere.
Jiang Mingyue just wanted to leave quickly.
Wen Dazhuang was awakened by the stench in the stinky ditch. He coughed twice, opened his eyes, and climbed out of the stinky ditch. Seeing Jiang Mingyue, he gritted his teeth and said, “Jiang Mingyue, you slut, your man doesn’t want you, I’m giving you face by wanting you.”
Zhan Hanxiao’s dark eyes became even more like they were stained with thick ink.
He took a step forward and, like kicking a soccer ball, kicked Wen Dazhuang in the face. He didn’t even have time to groan before he passed out again.
Jiang Mingyue was stunned. Zhan Hanxiao’s tall body approached, and she was a little scared, subconsciously taking two steps back.
She said cautiously, “President Zhan, you, you seem to have killed someone.”
One second she was the murderer, the next second she was the witness.
Zhan Hanxiao saw the relief flashing in her eyes and raised his eyebrows.
“I didn’t do anything.”
Was he trying to deny it?
Wen Dazhuang wasn’t dead, she had seen it with her own eyes.
She had wasted too much time here just now, she had to go back quickly, or Xiaoxue would be worried.
Right now, Jiang Mingyue just wanted to sneak away.
Just as she turned to leave, Zhan Hanxiao took another step forward. Whether it was because the blood from Wen Dazhuang’s forehead was still flowing, or what, the smell of blood became stronger as the person in front of her got closer.
There were fine beads of sweat on Zhan Hanxiao’s forehead. His face suddenly became cold and magnified, and Jiang Mingyue’s body stiffened in fright.
Before she could react, Zhan Hanxiao heavily collapsed on her shoulder, pressing her back two steps, almost making her lose her balance.
It took a lot of effort to help Zhan Hanxiao out of the alley. As soon as they left the alley, Fan Xiaojun rushed over with a few people.
The big men looked at the person on Jiang Mingyue’s shoulder, and then looked at the alley behind them. Fan Xiaojun quickly helped Zhan Hanxiao with the others.
Jiang Mingyue then discovered that his white shirt was covered in blood on his back. Her palms were covered in blood, sticky.
Fan Xiaojun said, “Sister Jiang, thank you for saving our boss. When the boss wakes up, I will tell him the truth and definitely come to thank you in person another day.”
Jiang Mingyue’s soul was left in the alley, and it took a long time to react.
Fan Xiaojun and the others helped Zhan Hanxiao directly into the hospital.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Jiang Mingyue was getting more and more sober.
When she went into the hospital, she looked back and saw Wen Dazhuang staggering out of the alley.
That beast really had a big life.
But it was good that he wasn’t dead, she didn’t want to spend her good years in prison.
When Jiang Mingyue returned to the ward, Xiaoxue was sleeping soundly, so she felt relieved.
She went to the bathroom to wash up and change into her pajamas. When she came back with a basin, the nurse was making the bed for another patient in the ward.
The nurse said softly, “Xiaoxue’s mother, you’ve been tired all day today, go to bed early.
Someone will be staying here later, remember to close the curtains when you sleep at night and put away all your things.”
“Thank you.”
The nurse quickly made the bed. She had been thinking about making do on the other bed tonight, but it seemed that there was no way to make do.
She tiptoed to close the curtains by the bed and sat by the bed for a few minutes. Then, hurried and heavy footsteps came from the door.
Soon, the door of the ward was opened from the outside, and Fan Xiaojun and the doctor pushed in a mobile bed.
Fan Xiaojun was stunned again when he saw Jiang Mingyue.
He wanted a ward with few patients, but it was like he was possessed tonight, and there was only this bed left.
He had just met Jiang Mingyue at the hospital gate, how did he meet her again in the ward?
What a coincidence?
Jiang Mingyue was also shocked.
Why was Fan Xiaojun here?
The person on the bed, could it be Zhan Hanxiao?
Zhan Hanxiao was so seriously injured, what was he doing in the alley at that hour?
Dr. Li said softly, “Don’t worry, he won’t die, he just had seventeen or eighteen stitches sewn.”
Seventeen or eighteen stitches?
How big would the wound have to be?
Fan Xiaojun said softly, “When Brother Zhan wakes up tomorrow morning, you can tell him yourself. I don’t dare to.”
“What’s there to be afraid of? He’s such an important person. If you save him, won’t he give you a raise?
Work hard, if I get rich, I won’t forget you. I’m off work now.”
Listening to the conversation between the two, they should know each other.
As soon as Dr. Li went out, Fan Xiaojun said to the several tall men around him, “You guys go too.”
Jiang Mingyue didn’t hear clearly what else they said.
Soon, the ward became quiet.
Fan Xiaojun suddenly poked his head out from behind the curtain, saw the little girl lying on the bed, and blinked her clean eyes.
He smiled obsequiously.
“Sister Jiang, whose child is this? What’s wrong with her?”
“She’s my daughter. She has a cold, a fever, and her stomach is a little uncomfortable.”
Fan Xiaojun was shocked.
Her daughter?
She’s married?
And the child is so old?
Looking at her face and figure, she didn’t look like someone who had a child.
He believed that she was married, but he really didn’t believe that the child was hers.
“Sister Jiang, I’m next door. If you need any help, just call me.”
“Thank you.”
Fan Xiaojun didn’t dare to stay any longer and quickly went back to sit by Zhan Hanxiao’s bed and watch over him.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Jiang Mingyue looked down at the pajamas she was wearing, took her clothes, tiptoed out to the bathroom to change, and then came back to lie on the bed.
On Luo Mingzhong’s side, just as he lay down on the sofa, Chen Xiaodong’s cries came from the door.
“Dad, please open the door and go see my mom. My mom has a headache and fainted.”
Luo Mingzhong sat up from the sofa in a hurry and rushed to open the door.
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