Chapter 21 Visiting the Sick

Han Zhong looked at the young man who was taking out his phone and asked, "What did you say?"

Jiang Wu opened the WeChat QR code and handed it to him, "Add WeChat so we can get in touch easily."

“…”

Well, playing the long game to catch the big fish, right? Pretty smart. Han re-scanned the QR code and added him as a friend. The other party quickly accepted it, "OK, go ahead."

"I haven't seen your wound yet."

Han frowned heavily. This person said he came to see his wound, not to visit a patient. Did he really mean that he wanted to see his wound?

"No, the doctor said it's healing well and the scab will form in less than a week."

He turned and walked towards the bed. There was no sound behind him for a long time. He felt inexplicably uneasy. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt a barely perceptible gust of wind behind him. He instinctively turned to the side and saw Jiang Wu appear behind him.

Han Zhong became alert and took a step back. "...What are you doing?"

Jiang Wu looked at him normally, "I didn't do anything, I just looked at your wound."

"go out."

“…”

Jiang Wuwen remained motionless, looking at Han Zhong with a dim gaze.

Han Zhong got goosebumps when he looked at him, and his expression turned cold. "Since you saved me, get out of here immediately, or don't blame me for being rude--"

Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Wu suddenly rushed over.

"Jiang Wu!"

Han was shocked and realized that he was serious. He immediately ran to the side, but he noticed a strong wind behind him. He was startled and turned back in time to block Jiang Wu's knife. However, the wound on his left shoulder was pulled, so that his movement was delayed for a moment.

At this moment, Jiang Wu reacted very quickly and grabbed his wrist, pressing lightly on his elbow. Han Zhong only felt his hands go numb, and then he was pressed on the bed.

Han Zhong shouted angrily, "Are you crazy?!"

Jiang Wu said nothing, but held his wrists with both hands. The moment he lowered his head to meet Han Zhong's eyes, his amber eyes suddenly turned completely black.

He finally figured it out. Han Zhong was as vigilant and cunning as Yan Zhong. If he wanted to achieve his goal, he had to use force. He had to seize the opportunity when the other party was sick!

Han Zhong was startled by the strange scene of his eyes suddenly changing color, and was unable to move for a moment.

Jiang Wuxin was delighted, but he did not dare to waste time. The stronger the willpower, the shorter the trance time. He immediately tried to pull at his collar, but as soon as he touched the collar of his pajamas, a big hand clamped his wrist.

The next second, the world spun around, the two people's positions were reversed, and the person pinned on the bed became Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu's eyes widened, he couldn't understand why his spell was ineffective? ? ?

Han Zhong, who was pressing on him, still remembered the strange incident just now, and lowered his head to look into his eyes, "What's wrong with your eyes——"

Jiang Wu panicked and turned his head away quickly to prevent him from looking into his eyes.

"Don't move!"

Han Zhong shouted softly, pinched his chin and leaned forward to stare at his eyes carefully. He was sure that he was not mistaken, because these amber eyes suddenly turned completely black, like a whirlpool in the abyss.

Since Jiang Wu refused to cooperate, Han Zhong could only lower his head and move closer to take a look. The two of them were almost completely overlapping, as if they were hugging each other tightly.

Jiang Wu smelled a familiar scent on him, exactly the same as Yan Zhong a thousand years ago. He couldn't tell what it was, like the howling northwest wind, like the metal on the armor, and like the famous incense burning in the imperial city of Xiangdu, mixed in the blood and soul, light and rich, instantly reminding him of countless past events, and finally stopped at the moment when Yan Zhong, with gray hair, was lying on the dragon bed and looking at him.

Those eyes, as dark as the night sky, were still bright, but the once young emperor had now become an old man. His old hands gently held his face, and those black eyes still looked at him, but they were no longer as bright and surprised as when he first saw him on the mountain that year. Instead, they were filled with emotions that he could not understand, more complicated than the fate of this world.

He didn't know what he was going to tell himself, so he took the initiative to ask him what the secret of ascension was. Would he still know it after he died?

He remembered that after he asked that question, Yan Zhong seemed to smile, but he looked so sad, and also like he was relieved, which made him full of doubts.

Jiang Wu was watching so intently that he forgot to struggle. Han Zhong held his face and studied it for a while before realizing that they were too close, so close that he could kiss Jiang Wu's lips by lowering his head and could also smell the faint sweet scent of mint candy on his breath.

And there were the pair of clear amber eyes in front of him. When he looked closely, they looked like the most precious gems in the world, pure and clean without a trace of impurities. And at this moment, these eyes were looking at him with great concentration, as if they could only see him in this life.

“…”

His gaze was too direct, and Han Zhong finally realized that something was wrong, "You——"

The second half of the sentence was drowned in his throat. Jiang Wu suddenly leaned over and hugged him, with his forehead touching his.

Han Zhong's pupils trembled slightly, and he froze there for a moment.

The moment Jiang Wu closed his eyes, he concentrated his mind and quickly used his soul to probe the soul barrier of the person in front of him. Just when he was about to touch the soul behind the barrier, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

"Boss Han, the security guard in the control room said he saw someone crawling in—"