Chapter 99:

The four of them returned the same way. When they sent Ye Jia back to the hospital, Wen Run looked at Ye Hansheng worriedly, "What happened?"
Ye Hansheng hesitated and said, "Uncle's people accidentally discovered Ye Qiurii's whereabouts."
"Ye Qiurii in the United States?" Wen Run guessed, staring at his expression.
After Ye's bankruptcy, Ye Qiurui was burdened with huge debts and was also suspected of economic crime. Before the police arrested her, she absconded in fear of crime. Gu Sinian and Ye Hansheng, as well as the three-passenger police have been looking for her whereabouts, but there has been no news in the country, and then vaguely learned that she had escaped from the country. But I didn't expect to meet her in the United States.
This is too coincidental, Wen Run vaguely thinks something is wrong. But for a while, I couldn’t pass the customs, "has anyone caught it?"
"No, let her run away." Ye Hansheng's face was dark, and he showed him the picture sent by Gu Sinian. "She appeared near the hospital, and the roadside surveillance only captured a vague profile. But the figure should look like this. She was right."
The photo should have been taken from the surveillance video. Ye Qiuri, wearing a bloated black down jacket, looked at her head across the hospital for a while, then bowed her head and left in a hurry. Although the photo is a bit blurry, the exposed profile is already somewhat similar.
In a foreign country, he appeared in the hospital where Ye Jia was hospitalized. There is a high possibility that Ye Qiurui, no wonder Ye Hansheng decided to stay immediately.
"Don't tell Jiajia in advance, so as not to scare her." Ye Han said.
Moreover, Ye Qiurui involved a bunch of bad things about the Ye Family, and it was troublesome to explain. Just hide it and wait until someone is found.
Wen Run nodded in response, and took out the luggage in the suitcase to order it again.
In order to prevent Ye Jia from discovering the abnormality, Wen Run still went to the hospital to visit her as before. It's just that Gu Sinian, Ye Hansheng and Zheng Xuan all have an excuse to have business to discuss, and they go out more frequently. Although the hospital's bodyguards did not increase on the surface, they secretly added a lot of manpower just in case.
It was a week without incident, but nothing happened.
The woman who appeared on the surveillance as Ye Qiurii that day has not appeared since then. Not only that, Gu Sinian's people almost turned over the entire Sudani State, but they still couldn't find Ye Qiurii. Gu Sinian has been operating in the U.S. for many years, and he also has contacts with some local forces in the U.S. This time, it is not just his own personnel who are dispatched, but the affectionate forces have also sold his face to find people together, but they will all of Sudani. Turned over and searched it again, but nothing was gained.
The bodyguard who first discovered Ye Qiurui's whereabouts even began to wonder if he had misread it. Ye Qiurii was not the person who accidentally saw that day.
Zheng Xuan's expression was not very good, he wrung his eyebrows and said, "Let me look it up again to see if there are any missing places." Ye Qiurii suddenly appeared around the hospital at this time, which always made him feel uneasy.
Ye Hansheng also agreed. Gu Sinian squeezed his eyebrows, feeling a little embarrassed: "I will ask someone to continue searching, and then ask someone to check Ye Qiurii's entry records. But if it still can't be found, I can only stop temporarily."
After all, only Thousand Days is a thief, but there is no reason for Thousand Days to guard against thieves. Moreover, they have spent so much time searching for so long without any clues. Gu Sinian prefers that the woman who appeared in the hospital just looks alike.
"Okay, but the hospital guards can't relax." Ye Hansheng thought for a while. He and Wen Run have been in the United States for too long. He can handle the company's affairs remotely, but Wen Run can't delay any longer. Qu Su has already called I have asked the time to return home countless times.
The plan is so set.
The people outside were still searching for Ye Qiurui's whereabouts, and the inside of the hospital was surrounded by bodyguards in iron buckets. It was only two days later that Gu Sinian returned news saying that Ye Qiurui's entry record had not been found, and everyone's tense nerves relaxed. But even after learning that the threat had gone, after this time, the newly added bodyguards in the hospital were not removed.
Ye Hansheng and Wen Run set a new return time. It was already December, and Christmas was approaching. Wen Run thought that this was the first holiday after Ye Jia recovered from a serious illness, so he proposed to accompany her after Christmas before returning home. The two left and right have been delayed for so long, and it is not bad these days.
So a few days before Christmas, Ye Hansheng and Zheng Xuan were sent out in their spare time to choose Christmas decorations and gifts, while Wen Run discussed with Ye Jia how to decorate the ward in the hospital.
Ye Jia's body has recovered a lot. Now she can not only speak short sentences, but she can also control the wheelchair around by herself. Dr. Bruce said that she is recovering very quickly and will almost be able to return to China for treatment early next year.
When she was happy, Ye Jia's mood was even more elevated. She took the iPad and whispered with Wen Run head to head to discuss what kind of decorations should be made in the room. She studied design at university and mentioned that these eyes are full of sparkling light.
"That's it." Wen Run chose one of her two plans and stood up and said: "It's almost time for lunch. I'll go to the kitchen to bring the porridge."
Ye Jia gave a soft "huh", lowered his head and continued to perfect his decoration scheme enthusiastically.
When Wen Run went out, it happened that Dr. Bruce brought two nurses over to check on Ye Jia. Dr. Bruce greeted him with a smile and said in unskilled Chinese: "Hi, today is Miss Ye’s last time. Check, we will have Christmas tomorrow."
"Thanks." Wen Run nodded with a smile, "I want to say Merry Christmas to you in advance."
After saying hello, Dr. Bruce took two nurses to Ye Jia's ward. Wen Run passed by the nurse with her head down and went to the kitchen to serve porridge.
The porridge was cooked in the morning. After all morning, it became soft and thick. Ye Jia's stomach is not as fragile as it was at the beginning. She was tired of eating vegetable porridge. Wen Run asked about postdoctoral Bruce before starting. Change her tricks to cook porridge for her.
Put the porridge out, Wenrun loaded a dish of small green vegetables, and then returned to the room with a tray. On the way back, Dr. Bruce and his party happened to meet again, but there was only one nurse behind him.
Wen Runshun asked, "How is the result of the examination? What about the other nurse?"
Dr. Bruce said: "The result is normal, Miss Ye is recovering well. Her clothes were wet with water, Susan is helping her change clothes."
After a few words of greeting, the two left each other. Wen Run took two steps, then looked back at the back of the two of them, wondering how he suddenly recalled the nurse following Dr. Bruce. At that time, the other party lowered his head, he didn't pay attention to it. Looking back now, he felt that his figure...especially Ye Qiurii.
Shocked, Wen Run's right eyelid jumped for no reason. He took a deep breath and tried to think about the figure, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt like it. He paid no attention to anything else, and hurried to Ye Jia's ward, only to find that the door was closed tightly.
Suddenly stopped, Wenrun hesitated for a moment, took out the phone and quickly dialed Ye Hansheng's phone, and then turned it to silent, then put the phone back in his pocket again. He adjusted his expression, held the tray firmly, and knocked on the door lightly.
"Jiajia, have you changed your clothes?"
"Change, you can come in." What came from the room was another voice, a slightly muffled female voice, not Ye Qiurii's voice. But Wenrun's hand holding the tray suddenly tightened. He has filmed so many scenes and is very sensitive to the tone of voice. The voice in the room is obviously the other party's voice deliberately talking.
Taking a deep breath, Wen Run was mentally prepared, and opened the door with a smile, "Then I will come in."
"Star Wen, long time no see." Ye Qiurii was sitting on the edge of the bed in a white coat, with a sharp Swiss army knife in his hand against the unconscious Ye Jia's neck, and smiled at him: "Don't call anyone. , And lock the door."
Wen Run just showed a trace of panic, and the tray in his hand almost fell to the ground and held it dangerously, "You are... Ye Qiurii? What are you doing here?"
He has not actually met Ye Qiurii, but because of Ye Hansheng's relationship, whether it is Ye Qiurii or he is very familiar with Ye Qiurii.
Ye Qiurii sneered, and the blade made a gesture on Ye Jia's neck, and said gloomily: "I heard that Ye Jia is awake, I'll come to see her..." Her expression was a bit sordid, "Ye Hansheng has hurt me so badly, but I am Have a good time hiding here..."
She looked at Ye Jia with unclear eyes, and laughed abruptly after a while, "You are also very fateful, you haven't died even like this. You can still wake up."
Wen Run calmly reminded her, "Ye Jia is also your sister."
Ye Qiurui gave a weird smile, and her voice was rough and unpleasant, "I don't have a sister." She said that she looked at her warmly, and then said: "But you are also a coincidence, I still want to kill Ye Not enough."
"What do you want to do?" Wen Run frowned slowly, her face a little afraid, "There are bodyguards outside, and they will soon find that you can't run away."
"What do I want to do?" The muscles on Ye Qiurui's face twitched nervously, and said grimly: "You will know soon, I want Ye Han's voice to live better than to die!"
Ye Qiurii's mood was already a bit abnormal, Wenrun's thoughts turned swiftly, his eyes faintly scanned Ye Jia who was in a coma on the hospital bed, thinking of the phone call from his pocket, Ye Hansheng should have discovered the abnormality at this time. What he had to do was to hold Ye Qiurii temporarily so that she would not hurt Ye Jia.
She stabilized her emotions, Wen Run adjusted her expression to make herself more fearful and afraid, "Having grievances and debts, you want Ye Hansheng to die, why not go to him directly?"
"Shut up!" Ye Qiurii was really irritated, and his mouth twitched a few times before returning to normal. He gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, yes, I want to kill him, kill Ye Hansheng..."
Before Wen Run could catch his breath, she suddenly raised her head and said with a grin: "But it doesn't matter... I will kill you first, then I will kill him..." The knife in her hand was also pressed down a little while speaking, Kong. The holding hand fumbled for a while in the loose white coat, took out a bottle of pale yellow liquid and threw it in front of Wen Run, "You open it and splash it all on the ground."
His eyelids twitched again, Wen Run put the tray on the ground, picked up the bottle and unscrewed it, and the tip of his nose was faintly smelling of gasoline-what Ye Qiurui threw to him turned out to be a whole bottle of gasoline.
Seeing his hesitation, Ye Qiuri pressed the knife down again, and there was red on Ye Jia's neck. "Pour all on the ground, starting from the hospital bed, no drop is allowed."
Wen Run still wanted to delay, but was afraid that she would jump the wall and hurt Ye Jia. Ye Hansheng didn't know how the deployment was, so he had to follow her request and spill a whole bottle of gasoline all over the house.
The gasoline spread under the feet, and the whole ward was filled with the pungent smell of gasoline. Ye Qiurii took a breath as if enjoying it, then took out another lighter and set it on fire, and said excitedly: "Burning you two to death, Ye Han must be very painful."
Wen Run's eyes fell on the window behind her without a trace, where a figure flashed by. It's just that the windows on the first floor are equipped with barriers, and people outside can't get in at all.
He clenched a fist, and sweated warm palms. He looked a little pale, staring at Ye Qiurii's lighter on fire, and whispered softly: "This room is full of gasoline. If it is on fire, you can't run away. How can you kill Ye Hansheng for revenge? "
Ye Qiurui didn't seem to think of this, she was taken aback for a moment, her expression became a little dazed, and she was still muttering something in her mouth...
At the moment when she was distracted, Wen Run rushed forward, and aimed at the lighter that was burning in her hand. He moved fast enough, but two steps apart between the two, Ye Qiurui suddenly recovered, screamed "Ah", and stabbed him with a mad look, "You all go to death!"
The cold blade stabbed at the body, but Wen Run did not avoid it. With a clear goal, he grabbed the lighter with the palm of his hand and extinguished the fire, and held the lighter firmly in his hand.
At the same time, there was a gunshot outside, and Ye Qiurui, who pulled out the knife and was about to stab it, stopped abruptly, and then fell straight back.
"Wen Run!" Ye Han slammed into the door and rushed in. Wen Run was seen lying beside the hospital bed, his light-colored down jacket was stained red with blood.
"Call the doctor!" Zheng Xuan rushed in and pressed the call bell, picked up Ye Jia on the bed and went out first.
"Hold on, the doctor is coming right away." Ye Hansheng half-kneeled on the ground, hugging the person tightly in his arms, ignoring his pale face and blood-soaked clothes. Carrying people out of the ward. The bodyguard then dragged Ye Qiurii's body out-she was shot in the center of the eyebrow and died on the spot.
The doctor who arrived in a hurry was taken aback by this scene, took off his coat full of gasoline, put the person on a stretcher, and hurriedly rushed to the operating room.
The unconscious Ye Jia was soon pushed into the operating room by Dr. Bruce and his entourage.
Looking at the closed doors of the operating room, Ye Hansheng slumped on the ground. He clenched his fist, but his palm was slippery--it was warm blood.
He closed his eyes and dared not look at the blood in his palm anymore, only feeling that endless panic spread from the bottom of his heart.