Ye Jian couldn't see the messages on her cell phone anymore. At this moment, her cell phone had been handed over and turned off. She couldn't get her cell phone back until the holidays.
After Mr. Fu sent the message, the guard drove over. Mr. Fu, who got into the car and was going straight to the hospital, was a little tired. He closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the seat quietly. He pursed his lips, which made his thin face look a little serious.
The two guards wouldn't disturb Mr. Fu, who was resting in the back seat. They were soldiers arranged by Commander Xia. During this period of time, they would be in charge of taking care of the chief in front of them and the old chief who was lying in the hospital. Whatever they saw, they would keep a secret. It would not be leaked for the rest of their lives.
This was their responsibility as guards.
Mr. Fu, who had his eyes closed, wasn't rest. He was still thinking about what was said before.
