Entering the ward with Jian Nuo, the moment the door opened, Song Jing felt a kind of coldness.

This kind of coldness is inside the room - the air conditioner is turned on too low.

It's close to ice.

The most important thing is that there is a particularly unpleasant smell in the room. If the temperature is not lowered, the smell will probably be particularly pungent.

I don’t know how to describe it, but it’s probably because something is broken, but it’s not rotten, it’s a bit like sour smell.

Inside, there is only a white hospital bed.

There was a horror movie lying on the hospital bed that was not in a sense of drama - the skeleton rack.

Actually, I am still an individual, but I have lost so much that I only have a layer of flesh left.

He is Zhuo Yuanzhi.

He lay there, aging extremely, his face could not cover his skin, his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were like holes, and only two turbid eye beads were still turning, indicating signs of his life.

Zhuo Lunyuan went over and shouted sincerely: "Dad, I've brought you someone."

At that moment, Zhuo Yuanzhi raised his head with difficulty.

Even though Song Jing has a little impression of Lao Budhi for a few years, he has seen too many horrible things recently, and he is still calm about Zhuo Yuanzhi and is not panicked at all. When he saw Zhuo Yuanzhi looking over with difficulty, his expression was cold.

Zhuolunyuan was a little surprised.

Sometimes even the nurses who take care of their father are a little afraid of getting close to Zhuo Yuanzhi like this.

The moment Zhuo Yuanzhi saw Song Jing, a huge light suddenly burst out from his eyes that seemed to have lost their spirit. An old man in the evening seemed to burst out with the strength of his life. He looked at Song Jing, his mouth, which was also shriveled and had no teeth, opened and closed: "...Song...Song..."

One of his arms was lifted up with great effort, and it was really no different from the skeleton rack.

With a "click", Song Jing suddenly heard the sound of locking the door.

"quick……"

Zhuo Yuanzhi pointed at Song Jing and said one word with difficulty. Just this word seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Zhuo Lunyuan stood up straight, took off his watch, and looked at Song Jing, as if he was regretful: "Miss Song, it is a good thing to be vigilant, but you shouldn't have come."

He clapped his palms and with a "bang", two people came out of the toilet compartment that was equipped with this room.

He is wearing black sunglasses and has a strong figure. He is a bodyguard.

Physical power that ordinary people cannot resist.

Song Jing looked at Zhuo Lunyuan, then looked at the two black-clothed bodyguards behind him, with a strange expression.

Just two people?

Hi, daddy is really not afraid!

When Zhuo Lunyuan was smiling, Song Jing quickly picked up a teapot on a table placed on the hospital bed and threw it at Zhuo Lunyuan quickly and accurately.

With a "bang", Zhuolunyuan's forehead was connected steadily.

He subconsciously touched his forehead, and a wisp of blood flowed down. He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground and fainted.

Zhuo Yuanzhi next to him: "..."

His eyes widened in panic, as if he was a little excited, but unfortunately he had no strength and could not jump around.

The next second, Song Jing had already faced two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards had some skills, but they couldn't do anything to Song Jing. With a clanging sound, Jian Nuo didn't take action. Song Jing tied the two bodyguards and blocked a piece of bed sheet torn off Zhuo Yuanzhi's bed. It was probably too smelly and the air could still bear it. He couldn't bear it in his mouth, so he fainted from the smell.

Song Jing spat and said proudly: "Baby, how dare you only come two people and look down on your father!"
Chapter completed!