Qi Mingyuan had the urge to hit someone, he could use money to do things, but if Zhou Beishen hadn't threatened him with Jiang Wan, no matter how much money the other party paid, he wouldn't be able to do things for him.

"Zhou Beishen, you'd better pray that you will always be so lucky!" After leaving such a sentence, Qi Mingyuan got up and left from the ward. He really didn't want to stay with Zhou Beishen any longer.

Seeing him leave, Zhou Beishen didn't care.

He won't feel guilty at all, don't look at Qi Mingyuan talking about how much he has lost this time, but he is very clear that Qi Mingyuan is not really a great saint, if he is really such a saint, he will not be able to do it now this location.

In the next few days, Zhou Beishen was still living in the hospital. In fact, his injuries were almost healed. If he had been in another hospital, he might have been arguing to be discharged.

But, this is in the capital hospital, as long as he doesn't leave the hospital, he can see Jiang Wan every day, so he naturally doesn't want to leave the hospital.

What's more, he is also waiting, waiting for the Zhou family to come.

Zhou Xinjue has already been buried, he did not return to the Zhou family, and the Zhou family has not sent anyone to see him until now, it seems that he has completely treated him as if he did not exist.

However, Zhou Beishen knew that this was just an appearance, and someone from the Zhou family would definitely come.

Thinking of this in his heart, the door of the ward was pushed open, and when he saw someone coming, his eyebrows raised slightly, knowing it in his heart.

He had just thought of the Zhou family, when no one came.

"Beishen, how is your body recovering?" It was the old man of the Zhou family who came to see Zhou Beishen in person. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, it was because of his respect for Zhou Beishen.

But Zhou Beishen knew in his heart that if Mr. Zhou came in person, he would never just come to see him, let alone really care about his physical condition.

Zhou Beishen did not express what was in his heart, but pretended to be flattered: "Grandpa, why did you come in person?"

"I've been busy with other things a few days ago, so I didn't have time to come and see you. You don't blame grandpa, do you?" The old man smiled, with the word kindness still written on his face.

Zhou Beishen hurriedly said no, but in his heart he was scolding the other party's old fox.

"You should know about your uncle's death, right?" the old man asked, sighing helplessly.

Zhou Beishen nodded, "Well, I've heard that, I wanted to go back to worship him, but the doctor said that I really couldn't leave the hospital because of my condition at the time, so I had no choice but to give up."

Not to mention that he is in the hospital, even if he is not in the hospital, he will find other ways to avoid it and let him go to worship Zhou Xinjue?

He is not so kind.

"It's okay, people are gone, and it doesn't matter whether you worship or not." The old man said, but his peripheral vision kept falling on Zhou Beishen's face, trying to see something on his face.

It's a pity, Zhou Beishen is also an old fox, and he can't see any problems in acting.

The old man withdrew his gaze and smiled wryly, "Beishen, this is the first time our Zhou family has suffered such a blow in so many years. Grandpa, I feel very painful. I wish I could catch the murderer and tear him to pieces."

"Unfortunately, grandpa, I have limited abilities. I haven't found the murderer behind the scenes yet. Beishen, I wonder if you would like to help grandpa with this?"

He looked at Zhou Beishen, and didn't give Zhou Beishen a chance to say no.

Zhou Beishen could even feel that if he dared to say no, the old man would kill him immediately. Even if he risked being caught by other families, he would definitely not let himself continue to live.

After thinking about this clearly, Zhou Beishen could only nod his head and say, "Of course I would."