The National Director is Mr. Perfect

Jun Ci didn't know whose interests the unlucky child Jun Fan touched.

This kind of black hand was beaten repeatedly.

It was clearly to kill him.

Jun Fan is the son of Zhiyi, the elder of the family, and of course, not the only son.

It's just one of the most respected.

Jun Zhiyi himself couldn't manage the Jun family well, so he said who would start.

Anyway, the current insiders of the Jun family, as well as collaterals, are quite suspicious.

It's just that I haven't seen anyone yet, so of course Junci can't **** so much.

When I arrived at the hospital, the smell of disinfectant water came over my face.

Jun Ci doesn't like the smell, mainly because the body is conditioned to feel uncomfortable.

She doesn't know why.

Because this matter was too shaken, Jun Fan's ward was in the VIP room on the top floor.

Out of the elevator, there are rows of bodyguards in black clothes and sunglasses guarding the door. Except for the doctors and nurses rushing around, only a depressed cry can be heard on the entire top floor.

Jiang Yi's face was not so good from the beginning, his brows were frowned tightly, and he didn't have the usual arrogance.

He walked quickly, and Jun Ci followed him.

Jiang Yi suddenly turned his head, lowered his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and hooked Gou Junci's finger.

Jun Ci squeezed his fingers, then let go, and shook his head gently.

There are too many people in the hospital to expose anything.

Not everyone can peacefully accept the fact that they are interacting.

Jiang Yi turned his head and continued to walk forward.

"Younger Jiang."

"Jiang Yi."

"Boss Jiang——"

There are many people in the hallway, which can be called a big gathering.

A lot of people came to the Jun's family. I want to know that the Patriarch's son had such a serious incident, who would dare to stay at home.

They all dressed luxuriously, but after seeing Jiang Yi, they all spoke out.

Because the relationship is different, the names are different. Some people of the same age don't dare to approach Jiang Yi.

Junci, who followed Jiang Yi silently, was also dazzling and couldn't be ignored, and that godlike beauty could not be ignored no matter when and where.

Many people looked at Junci with amazing light in their eyes.

It's just that the occasion is wrong now, and nobody said anything.

Jiang Yi just greeted these people a little bit, then the crowd stepped aside and he and Jun Ci walked to the door of the VIP ward.

There were only a few people in the ward, Jun Chengyue, Jun Zhiyi, Jun Shenglian, and a beautiful woman who was crying.

Should be the mother of Jun Fan.

Jun Fan was lying on the bed in a coma at this time, his entire forehead was wrapped, and the thick gauze oozes bloodshot eyes. One can imagine the severity of the wound.

The handsome face that had been rebellious at the time was now covered with scars, and it was hard to see what it was.

Even if he knew it was serious, Jun Ci was surprised by Jun Fan's injury.

The matter this time is probably too big.

When they walked in, Jun Chengyue first turned his eyes.

"Come here so soon?"

It's faint, very calm, without any emotions.

It was Jun Shenglian who saw that Jun Ci's face changed slightly, and when Jun Ci's gaze turned to him, he immediately turned his head away.

In this way, it looks a bit funny.

"Jun Ci and I are eating nearby."

Jiang Yi tightened his chin and stood by the bedside of Jun Fan's bed. He glanced at it and didn't want to look again. "Uncle, what's the matter?"

What he asked was Jun Zhiyi, but Jun Zhiyi looked sad and decadent, and it was Jun Shenglian who spoke.