Without Ye Xi's death, you can report an injury at least, at least it makes people think about it. That's good, I didn't mention this at all, which made Qin Xihou a little stunned.

It’s not that Qin Xihou could not get the news of Ye Xi’s death, nor was it intentionally concealed by the newspapers. The reality is that Ye Xi had nothing to do at all!

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Just at night, when Yi Jun drove to the 309th Army Hospital, he also felt incredible. Because once he got there, he actually found that Ye Xi was in such a good deal!

"You..." Yi Jun was stunned, "You weren't shot, why are you okay?"

"Are you a brother like this? You're still timidating that you have something to do!" Ye Xi muttered, but his eyes were still red. Yi Jun patted her head and said, "Brother just asked."

Xia Longque was also on the side, sitting at the door of the ward with his arms in his arms. After a brief explanation, Yi Jun suddenly realized and felt amused and couldn't help but laugh—

"She just woke up not long ago. I saw that she was fine, and you were busy when you called you. I might as well wait for you to come before talking about Xiao Xi's affairs." Xia Longque said, "This girl... she wasn't shot at all."

It turned out that the bobcat did hit the bullet at that time and headed straight to Ye Xi's heart. But Ye Xi had just taken out the bag from the car and was standing behind the open door!

The Bobcat is very confident about his gun. It is no problem to penetrate the glass of a Buick car at a distance of two or three hundred meters - the same is true.

But can Ye Xi's car be treated as a "Buick"? It's a small tank, and when it's low, it's also a small armored car! Zhou Mohan replaced the car with the world's top bulletproof glass, and the bullets flying from two or three hundred meters away cannot be penetrated.

Yi Jun thought that the car was fortunately modified, otherwise it would be easy for the bullet to pass through the ordinary car window and then kill people with the powerful penetration power of the sniper rifle.

"Then... why did you fall down?" Yi Jun asked blankly.

Ye Xi's face turned slightly red: "Idiot, I didn't tell you before, I... I was blood-deep. Seeing Mo Han lying on the ground covered in blood, I fainted and fell..."

Dizzy... Even Yi Jun is almost dizzy now.

Blood dizziness... But blood dizziness is also beneficial. At least the killer thought he had succeeded and did not shoot again. In short, Ye Xi was safe and sound, and it was all a coincidence - Zhou Mohan helped her block a bullet and a bulletproof glass blocked one. After fainting, he was not shot again.

What a great fortune this would have to be able to get such safety and safety.

Therefore, when the reporters interviewed that night, they did not mention anything about her. She had nothing to do, so what else to report? It wouldn't be said that he had fainted and fell to the ground, that was not embarrassing enough. So, the next day, the newspaper only said that Ye Jiaoyang and Zhou Mohan were shot, but there was no news about Ye Xi.

Yi Jun smiled and said, "My sister is lucky and lucky. God blesses me. If you didn't have blood and fallen down, maybe the other party would continue to shoot."

Ye Xi shook her head and her eyes turned red: "But if I don't faint, my dad wouldn't have rushed out so excitedly, let alone shot in his arm. He is at his age and still needs surgery... and the doctor also said that it seems that my dad's body is a bit dangerous to have surgery."

He is in his twilight years and has not had a few months of life. If he goes to the operating table again, it will be enough. When Yi Jun thought of these two wounded people, he did not dare to continue joking. Instead, he said seriously: "Uncle Ye was shot in the arm, so he should be fine. And that boy Mo Han, how is he? If they don't hurt their bones."

"The key is to hurt the bones." Xia Longque said, "That boy Mo Han is fine, he can only keep it young and strong for a while. Ye Jiaoyang has made his bones..."

"Mom!" Ye Xi stomped her feet and said, but Xia Longque didn't say anything bad. Because it was already this time, Ye Xi felt uncomfortable if she said something like old bones.

Xia Longque said: "He is sick and was injured again this time. I don't know what will happen in the end."

I was already sick, but now I have to use a knife again. No wonder Ye Xi is in such a heavy mood.

"What kind of strange disease did Uncle Ye have?!" Yi Jun asked once before, but Ye Jiaoyang smiled and said nothing. Yi Jun thought it was involved in something unspeakable, so he did not continue to ask. But seeing that it was so far, he couldn't help but ask again.

Ye Xize shook his head and said, "A strange disease is not painful or itchy, but it is difficult to breathe in the middle of the night. The most advanced medical institution in the United States checked him and said that part of the blood would coagulate or something. In short, it was a genetic disease. There was no treatment experience, only a few precedents discovered before. And as long as it was discovered, this disease basically reached its late stage, the longest one... lived for a year."

There is no ready-made experience and even the cause of the disease is not clear. No wonder this disease is said to be untreated.

However, Ye Jiaoyang was really lucky this time. After a while, a half-white doctor came out and said with a smile that the operation was very smooth, and Ye Jiaoyang was just injured and there was nothing serious. However, he had to recuperate in the hospital bed these days.

Although this is good news, it still makes people feel a little painful to lie on the hospital bed for the next few months. His life is only a few months left.

"You can't even get out of bed and walk for a walk?" Ye Xi asked.

The kind-hearted old military doctor smiled: "Isn't it just waiting for a few months? Look, you little girl is anxious. You even know the common sayings of the common people - it's a hundred days to hurt your muscles and bones. Young people have to recuperate for a while if they hurt their bones, let alone Mr. Ye is not young anymore."

Yi Jun hurriedly said thank you, and the old military doctor said he was not polite and was about to leave immediately. Next to the old military doctor, there was an old man in military uniform with a strong and handsome face. Yi Jun looked at the shoulder and there were two stars hanging on him. I'll take a look, Lieutenant General!

You know, even the head of the Zhao family, who can support a family of fierce men, has the same military rank.

But thinking about it, this place is originally a military hospital, and the general is also a human being, so it will get sick. It is normal to come here to see a disease or health care.

Now Yi Jun has just removed his identity as a "temporary worker in the Guard Bureau" and is not even a temporary worker. He has not saluted the veteran general, but has just passed by.

At this time, Ye Xi sighed: "But my father will have a lifespan of only a few months. If he had to lie on the bed at this time, it would be so cruel."

The old general had already walked away for a meter or two, and suddenly stopped again. Turning around, the old general helped his glasses that had slipped down, staring at Ye Xi and asked, "Little girl, what did you say just now? Your father has only a few months of life?"

Ye Xi nodded, not knowing what the old general was going to ask.

The old military doctor next to him suddenly smiled: "What are you kidding? You can't be deceived by quack doctors or even those wandering doctor scammers?"

Ye Xi was stunned: "What do you mean by this teacher?"

The old military doctor smiled and said, "Your father is in good health. He doesn't have any diseases that can see the remaining life span, such as cancer, that are. It's impossible to say that there is only a few months left in life, it's impossible."

"But the top medical institutions in the United States have concluded that the domestic famous doctors said there was nothing they could do... Alas, I thought you had any new discoveries, so I would just play the old tune again." Ye Xi sighed, sat in a dull seat on the chair, holding her cheeks in a daze.

I thought this old man had some tricks or a skilled medical skill that he had determined that Ye Jiaoyang's condition had improved. It turned out that he just saw that Ye Jiaoyang did not have a common terminal illness. In fact, this is normal, and the Ye family had known it for a long time.
Chapter completed!