Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ji Lin turned the car around in panic: "Go, go to the hospital. Master Wang, let's go to the hospital right away."

The man took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood off his mouth, and said with all his strength: "I'm fine."

"Swish--" Ji Lin braked and stopped on the side of the road, turned his head and stared at him, his temples bulging, and it was very hard to endure.

"...But you vomited blood!"

Ye Wangchuan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and then lowered his eyes and carefully wiped the blood on his hands, with an indifferent expression: "I know what happened to me, I don't need to go to the hospital."

"Master Wang!" Ji Lin disagreed and couldn't help but raise his voice.

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, and then said: "Don't tell anyone what happened just now, just pretend that you didn't see anything. Got it?"

Ji Lin's face changed suddenly: "Master Wang, are you going to hide it from Miss Qiao?"

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Ye Wangchuan didn't answer, but it seemed like he answered.

He gritted his teeth and advised: "Miss Qiao is a miracle doctor in the city. She must have a way. Master Wang..." Ye Wangchuan said solemnly: "Don't you understand what I said?" Ji Lin's forehead veins bulged and then pressed down. He clenched his teeth and lowered his head stiffly: "Yes, Master Wang." Ye Wangchuan supported his forehead with a headache. He caught a glimpse of Ji Lin who was burying his head and lowered his head. He sighed silently and explained: "I have a reason not to tell her for the time being. But I didn't joke about my body. I sent someone to pick up Zhong Lao from the Pharmacy Association. We will go to see him first." "Master Wang found Zhong Lao?!" Ji Lin raised his head suddenly, and his iron-blue face eased the depression and looked a little better. However, he grasped the key point and looked at the man in the back row in surprise. He said: "Master Wang, did you know that you would vomit blood?" Ji Lin's mind was spinning rapidly, and his mind was in a mess. Master Wang knew that he would vomit blood, or in other words, Master Wang knew that there was something wrong with his body? Otherwise, Wang Ye would not have asked someone to pick up Zhong Lao in advance.

All the clues point to one answer - he knows why he vomited blood.

Ye Wangchuan did not answer him this time. He found a lighter to light the blood-stained handkerchief, held it between his fingers, watched it burn to ashes, and then opened the window and threw it out.

After doing all this, he raised the side window, looked up without emotion and told Ji Lin: "Let's go, remember what you promised me."

Don't tell Qiao Nian.

Ji Lin restarted the car. As the vehicle started, the tires rubbed against the ground and made a slight sound. The black Phaeton merged into the traffic and quickly disappeared in the bustling crowd and vehicles...

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At the same time.

The girl wearing a baseball cap swaggered into the FBI building.

The surrounding buildings are high-rise buildings, and the glass curtain walls reflect colorful lights. As the most prosperous central area of ​​​​M country, this place reveals the atmosphere of economic prosperity everywhere.

As soon as she stepped in, someone blocked her way.

"Sorry, ma'am, this is the FBI. You are not from here, so you cannot enter." The uniformed police officer blocked her outside.

But soon someone came to the door with a group of people and greeted the young police officer loudly: "She is my friend."

The young police officer saw the person coming and quickly withdrew his hand that was blocking Qiao Nian, stepped back two steps, and greeted respectfully: "Archbishop."

"Yes."

Quentin did not wear a red church robe outside, but rarely changed into a modern straight suit, which made him look sturdy and upright.

His sharp blue eyes swept over Qiao Nian, and he raised his legs to lead the way.

"Follow me!"