After they had breakfast, Chi Jiao gave Quan Jue the bed, told him to have a good rest, left the ward and came to the next room.

Next door is Jiang Dashan's ward. At this time, in order to protect him, many powerful powers of 117 are guarding outside.

These people also have Zhan Tingting. When she saw Chi Jiao, she raised her lips and cried with a smile: "boss, are you awake? Have you had a good rest? "

"I'm fine. I have a good rest. It's hard for you to stay here all the time. It's time to change shifts. You can go back and have a good rest after work. " See everyone nodded, Chi Jiao gently narrowed her eyes, "Jiang Dashan wake up?"

"I just woke up. Boss, you don't know how clever Jiang Dashan is. Since he woke up and opened his eyes, he has been screaming in fright. In the end, the troublemaker couldn't help it. We had to call the doctor to come over and give him an injection of tranquilizer, and then let him sleep again. Finally, his condition was much better. " Zhan Tingting lowered her voice and opened her mouth. After saying this, she smacked her tongue, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Zhan Tingting is not Schadenfreude, but Jiang Dashan.

Jiang Dashan had a bad attitude towards them at the beginning, and he was so arrogant that he could hardly wait to see people through his nostrils.

As a result, he was only attacked once by the psionic, and then he became the bear.

If Jiang Dashan cooperated with them from the beginning, how could he bear such a disaster.

Chi Jiao smiles and does not deny it. After all, she thinks the same as Zhan Tingting, and she thinks Jiang Dashan is asking for it.

However, we still need to ask. Chi Jiao instructs Zhan Tingting to guard behind the door and enter the door by herself.

In the daytime, Jiang Dashan on the hospital bed was scared smart when he heard the sound of opening the door. He looked at Chi Jiao in horror with the eyes that seemed to see a ghost.

"Mr. Jiang, we meet again." Chi Jiao looks at Jiang Dashan seriously as she speaks.

Now Jiang Dashan's state can only be described in two words.

That's sad.

In addition to this word, Chi Jiao has been unable to find a more accurate adjective to describe him. His state is not too bad, because there is a wound on his face, his head is wrapped in rice dumplings, but one night, the whole person looks like ten years old.

Jiang Dashan, who had been nervous, was obviously relieved when he saw Chi Jiao. His attitude was not as arrogant as before. After seeing Chi Jiao, he sat up straight and said, "Hello, Miss Chi."

Jiang Dashan's voice sounded hoarse, as if he had not drunk water for a long time.

Chi Jiao came to Jiang Dashan and sat down on the seat beside his bed: "Mr. Jiang, don't worry if you have something to say. If you drink, let's talk slowly."

Jiang Dashan then realized how hoarse his voice was. He took the cool water on the table, drank a mouthful of it, moistened his throat, coughed twice and said, "Miss Chi Jiao, it was my fault before. I have realized my fault. I hope you can help me."

"Now, are you willing to cooperate?" See Jiang Dashan nodded, such as pounding garlic, Chi Jiao's lips stirred up a little shallow smile, "then put what you know, everything out."

Jiang Dashan lowered his head under Chi Jiao's gaze and said weakly: "I saw the killer's appearance at that time. He was thin and had a very big meat tumor on his back."