Chapter 1872 Live funeral
Everyone showed doubts.
"It's not me, it's not me?" Ruan Munan frowned, "What does Xiao Qi mean by saying that? Did the child say anything else?"
Xi Jiu: "The situation was so chaotic at the time, Chuan Chuan was scared and couldn't remember many things. He said he vaguely heard Xiao Qi say something like 'I couldn't save you ten years ago'."
Everyone's expressions changed.
"Ten years ago..." Ruan Munan's eyes turned cold, "What happened today has something to do with Jiang Chunian? The lifeguard Xiao Qi saw..."
Before, everyone didn't know the inside story, so they didn't speculate on Jiang Chunian. Now, Ruan Qi's sentence "ten years ago" immediately made everyone want to understand the ins and outs of today's incident.
The explosion that could stimulate Ruan Qi's sea of consciousness and collapse did not happen by accident.
There are nine out of ten of these are Jiang Chunian's handwriting.
The lifeguard that Ruan Qi saw was most likely Jiang Chunian in disguise. Otherwise, Ruan Qi wouldn't be so irritated just by seeing that person.
It was about ten years ago and Jiang Chunian, the faces of the Ruan family were all icy.
Xi Jiu's eyes showed killing intent, and he said to Xi Xi in a cold voice: "You go to contact Gu Feiyang and ask him to take the Q base operation team to find someone. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find Jiang Chunian!"
Xi Jiu was enraged, and the Xi family's hidden guard team and Q base were all dispatched, and began to conduct a carpet search within the imperial capital.
The lights in the operating room are still on.
At this time, the outside of the hospital was already full of media who heard the news. They tried every means to get first-hand news.
When Shen Wenqian rushed to the hospital, he happened to bump into these media.
He was immediately surrounded.
"Mr. Shen, how is Ruan Qi doing now? Someone said that she was seriously injured this time. Can you tell us the details?"
"A netizen photographed the Patriarch of the Xi Family appearing in the hospital. Ruan Qi was seriously injured. Why did he come? Are the two of them planning to make their relationship public?"
"May I ask if Ruan Qi's serious injury was accidental or man-made? Why did the program recording site explode suddenly? Was this incident done by Ruan Qi's enemy?"
Countless long guns and short cannons were aimed at Shen Wenqian, and all kinds of questions rang together, causing headaches.
Shen Wenqian suppressed the worry and irritability in his heart, and walked as gently as possible while answering everyone's questions.
Just then, a sharp voice came from the crowd.
"Mr. Shen, is Ruan Qi dying? It is said on the Internet that she is seriously injured. Is it impossible to save her? If she is really dead, are you going to broadcast her funeral live?"
This sharp question made the noisy crowd suddenly quiet.
Shen Wenqian's expression froze, and the peace on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a look full of anger and coldness.
His eyes were cold, and he quickly searched the crowd, then reached out and grabbed one of them by the collar.
"It was you who asked the question just now, wasn't it?"
The man was startled by Shen Wenqian's cold eyes, turned around in fear and wanted to run away.
But for the sake of face and performance, he insisted on not moving, and replied with a stiff neck: "Yes, it's me. What do you want? I'm just asking a reasonable question, you can't do anything to me, or I will expose you!"
Since knowing that Ruan Qi was seriously injured, Shen Wenqian's heart has been hanging. He was very afraid that something would happen to the little girl. What the reporter said just now was just playing on his point.
Shen Wenqian endured the worry all the way, and at this moment it completely turned into anger.
He, who has always been smooth in front of the camera, couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his hand to beat someone.
At this moment, an arm suddenly stretched out, blocking his fist.
There is a change in the plan today, not written, only an update. sorry sorry.
See you tomorrow, everyone.
(end of this chapter)
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