He holds the dagger in one hand and looks at the crazy man standing on the edge of the cliff coldly. It seems that this is just an easy thing.

The dagger fell rapidly from the air. The next second, most of the dagger body had fallen into the leg, and the black trousers were soaked with blood, dropping into the soil.

Intense pain hit the whole body, so that his face became very pale in an instant, even so, he still stood in place, motionless, even the expression did not change.

As if the dagger had never fallen on him.

The man looks at Jing chihan's series of actions. The bright red blood stimulates his eyes. He has never seen the real bloody scene. The man seems to be at a loss for a moment.

The original intention of revenge was diluted by blood.

Pinching fufu's hand as if he had exhausted his strength, the child fell from his loosened palm and fell straight to the ground.

Fortunately, the soil on the cliff is relatively loose, and there are almost no big stones. Fufu's buttocks are solid and have a close contact with the ground, and then he starts crying.

See the man's attention is distracted, standing in his not far when Qing's hands, slowly close to his whole body, originally have 100% confidence can subdue him.

But suddenly I don't know where to rush out of a person, that person's speed is extremely fast, straight to the man standing on the edge of the cliff, haven't waited for everyone to react, two people fell from the edge of the cliff together.

Shi Qing's two men hurried over, picked Fu Fu up from the ground, and looked at the bottom of the cliff. They couldn't see anything except the river.

It is reasonable to say that if they fall from such a height and are washed away by the river, it is estimated that most of the two people may have died.

When Qing let go of Qiao Si, walked to the front of those under, lowered voice to order a way.

"Send these people to the police station. In addition, find a few more people to search under the cliff. They need to see people alive and corpses dead."

At the boss's command, everyone nodded and pushed the strong men down the mountain.

Jos helped Jing zhehan and sat down under a tree. The wound on his thigh was still covered with blood. If he didn't stop bleeding, he would have died of excessive blood loss before he got to the hospital.

"Why are you so stupid? Do you listen to what he says? I'm not a very smart person at ordinary times. How can I really stab my thigh with a knife? "

Joss tore a piece of cloth from his clothes, while bandaging the wound for Jing chihan, while babbling.

Although it sounds like complaining words, they are full of heartache.

Jing zhehan's pale face squeezed out a comforting smile. He raised a hand and rubbed her hair. There was an invisible tremor in his voice, but he tried his best to control it.

"Don't worry, it's nothing. The important thing is that fufu is OK. "

However, in the scene just now, Xiaotian, who was sitting on the ground for a moment, suddenly rushed to the crazy man. Even if he didn't do so, Shiqing's men could subdue him.

According to the way of thinking of ordinary people, it seems that it is not worth the loss to lose one's life in this way, right?

It seems unreasonable to think about it.

Jing Che Han frowned, but he didn't say what he thought.

Standing on one side, Shi Qing takes Fu Fu from his arms. At this time, Fu Fu has stopped crying. His big eyes flicker and look at him, licking his mouth and showing a sweet smile.

"Nothing's wrong with the child."

Shi Qing holds the child in front of Jos and Jing chihan.

It's really nothing, neither frightened nor hurt. On the contrary, there is a trace of expectation and curiosity in his eyes.

It seems that in his eyes, other things are quite interesting except that his buttocks are butted by the ground.

Qiao Si and Shi Qing help Jing zhehan and walk down the mountain a little bit. Shi Qing's men have driven the car to the foot of the mountain.

"Go to the hospital first." Shi Qing looked at Jing chihan and Qiao Si sitting in the back car and said.

The black business car sped down the street and soon came to the Central Hospital in s city.

Joss was busy with registration and payment, and finally sent Jing chihan to the VIP independent ward.

"There's no need to be hospitalized for this injury."

Lying on the bed, Jing zhehan looked at joss, who was holding Fu Fu in his arms, and said very speechless.

"Yes. Listen to the doctor say this wound is very deep, have already hurt the muscles and bones, haven't you heard of it? It's a hundred days' hard work. So, Mr. Jing, you'll have a good rest in bed. I'll take good care of you. "

Shiqing looks at Jos with a confident look. She can't help sympathizing with him.

I don't know how to "take good care of" him with his usual way of doing things.

Today's Jos, for him, is a very important sister to himself, without the love between men and women he once had.

Maybe, this is the best choice for everyone.

Looking at the ward, you say a word, I say a word, the feelings of the two people, when Qing very Zhiqu from the ward back out.

From that day on, Jing chehan moved his office to the ward.

Li Li, as Jing zhehan's secretary, has naturally become a frequent visitor to the VIP independent ward.

"Mr. Jing, about the project of Yin's land transfer, what's the later construction plan?"

Li Li is sitting on the sofa with her laptop on her legs. While sorting out all the matters that need to be dealt with in the document, she takes out the uncertain to-do items and asks Jing chihan about her decision.

Joss was sitting in the chair beside the hospital bed, with a red apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, carefully peeling the skin.

Hearing about his project team, he immediately pricked up his ears and waited for Jing zhehan's reply.

"It's better to give it to project department 5, and tell them to come up with at least two later plans before work tomorrow evening."

And tell them? How about the head of project department 5 sitting next to him

Jos opened his eyes wide and looked at the man who was lying on the bed with a leisurely expression. His teeth were itching with hatred.

The previous topics are basically determined. The fifth project department is only responsible for promoting the process of the whole project and dealing with the big and small problems in the process.

In rare cases, although there have been such late construction plans, they are also aimed at some small projects.