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Chapter 1897

"Do you know where Ajin is now?"

Gao Congming looked at Ling Yiran hesitantly and said, "Madam, Mr. Yi should not have anger yet. In addition, the problem with Mr. Yi's memory you mentioned just now. I think if you wait a few days before Mr. Yi's anger will be a little bit worse. Come and find Mr. Yi?"

"Tell me where is he?" Ling Yiran insisted. In other words, she did not plan to leave.

"Mr. Yi is so angry this time. After you drove onto the highway that day, Mr. Yi vomited blood directly." Gao Congming said.

Ling Yiran was shocked, "What did you say? He vomited blood?"

"Yes, vomiting blood, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. At that time, my clothes were covered with blood." Gao Congming said, "At that time, Master Yi looked at the back of your car, and his eyes were filled with despair that I had never seen before."

Ling Yiran's nose felt sour and his eyes were wet again. She didn't know, she didn't know this at all. Even today, she finally saw him, and he had never told her a word.

"What happened later? Have you taken him to the hospital for examination? Is his health important?" Ling Yiran asked anxiously.

"Fortunately, the doctor just said that it was because of depression that Mr. Yi wanted Mr. Yi to rest well." Gao Congming said, sighing, "After you fell into the sea, Mr. Yi almost became a madman for you. Later, you finally came back. I only thought you and Mr. Yi could be happy, but I didn't expect that now he became like this."

At this moment, Gao Congming was not just saying these words as Yi Jinli's subordinates, but as a friend.

"I know, it was my fault that I hurt his teacher's wife in order to save her teacher's wife." Ling Yiran said blamingly.

"Once upon a time, maybe Yi's mother was the one who could really hurt him, but now, only you are the one who could really hurt him. Yi... can't stand the injury again and again!" Gao Congming paused, and his expression became serious and serious.

"I won't hurt him! Absolutely not!" Ling Yiran said with a firm look.

This gaze reminded Gao Congming of the scene when she resolutely pulled down the handbrake and fell into the sea on the edge of the cliff. At that time, the woman in front of her had such a firm look.

And at that time, if she hadn't done this, then there would have been no reunion now!

"Yi is in the 'blood splattering'." Gao Congming said.

Ling Yiran was stunned, blood was splattering? She remembered that this room was a room full of blood and rusty iron swords, and it was also the place where A Jin's Grandma Zeng killed his Grandpa Zeng with his own hands!

A Jin... went there, could it be...

"Thank you!" Ling Yiran said, turning around and rushing towards the blood splattering.

Gao Congming looked at Ling Yiran's back and murmured to himself, "But, she is the only one who can really heal Mr. Yi's injury. Mr. Yi can't really put her down."

If he could let go, then five years ago, Mr. Yi would have let go, instead of almost dying!

But what happened to Mr. Yi’s memory? Why did Mr. Yi say that he would restore his memory, but it was not what really happened back then? Gao Congming’s expression sternly and he began to investigate.
Chapter completed!
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