"Is something wrong with Qiao Xiaoan?"

"Yes."

Mu Jingxi didn't have time to talk nonsense with him. He took the lead in opening the door and getting on the driver's seat.

Song Yunchi also followed the passenger seat. He clenched his fist and his handsome face could not hide his anger.

"Damn it!"

On the court, Li Qinghuan and ye Hanchen were full of doubts about this emergency.

"What's going on?"

"Maybe Jingxi has an urgent task."

Li Qinghuan was stunned, wasn't he?

Looking at his anxious appearance, she doesn't seem to have a task

At the scene of the explosion, thick smoke billowed and the fire should be controlled.

The scene has been blocked and cordoned off.

The siren of the ambulance clearly knocked in everyone's heart.

The driver and Xia Lin were covered in blood and insisted that the unconscious Joan get into the ambulance first.

The military arrived at the same time as mujingxi and saw Xia Lin covered in blood and the driver in the official residence.

Mu Jing's face sank, "where's Joan?"

Xia Lin gasped hard, "Miss Qiao... Has been in the ambulance."

Mu Jingxi patted him on the shoulder, "it's hard."

"Major!"

Soldiers in military uniforms came forward to pay attention and salute.

Mu Jingxi calmly ordered, "investigate immediately. Is there any remaining party in Kyoto. Find their hiding place! "

"Yes!"

Royal Hospital.

The door of the operating room opened and the doctor and nurse pushed Joan out for the first time.

"How's it going, doctor?" Mu Jingxi stepped forward quickly and his eyes fell on Joan's face.

Her skin was white, and now she was morbid pale without a trace of blood.

"Don't worry, major mu. Miss Qiao's life was not in danger. She was injured by the airflow caused by the explosion, mild concussion and multiple soft tissue contusions. Rest for a while and you'll recover. "

Mu Jingxi nodded gently. His life was not in danger

Fortunately.

Joan was sent to the ward. Mujingxi went to see the injured Xia Lin and the driver. After confirming that they were all right, he returned to Joan's ward.

In such a large ward, it was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

Tick, tick.

Bit by bit sound.

Song Yunchi, who returned to the CIA operations department, called him.

"Jingxi, how's Qiao Xiaoan?"

"No life-threatening, just a mild concussion."

Song Yunchi breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously, "those people haven't left yet. This matter must be taken seriously. This time Joan was lucky enough to get back a life. Maybe they didn't expect that Joan would suddenly leave the official residence, so the plan was not comprehensive. Next time, you may not be so lucky... "

"I understand."

He was careless.

That made Joan make such a mistake.

Song Yunchi sighed, "you can't hide it. Your Excellency will know it soon. You think about how to deal with the aftermath. "

Then he hung up.

…………

Mu's official residence.

After Ji Qingxin came back, he realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

Sitting on the sofa, she smiled gently and called a maid, "where's Jingxi?"

"Sorry, Miss Ji, we don't know the whereabouts of San Shao."

"What about Miss Joe?" Ji Qingxin played with his exceptionally delicate fingers and asked with great interest.

"Miss Qiao... Is out."

What do you mean you're out?

She's back?

"Is Miss Qiao back?"

"Yes." When the servant finished, he lowered his head.

Ji Qingxin's anger in her chest soon burned her reason out.

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