The meaning of this should be that something is to be sent to Jian Yiling through the Internet.

"Okay." Jian Yiling should go down.

The men in the suits didn't stay long, and after a few brief exchanges with Jian Yiling, they left.

But he left behind a large number of valuable gifts.

These gifts are okay for the Jian family, and there are many people who have been born in famous families since childhood.

But Jian Yiling is an ordinary synaesthesia, and the other party is so generous, his identity can't help but make people suspicious.

If you can send something like this, it must be a big deal.

Nuan was puzzled, looking at her daughter's immature but obviously weak little face, Nuan was very worried that she had been deceived.

So she sent a message to her husband and eldest son on her mobile phone, briefly explaining the situation, hoping that they would pay attention to the origin of these people and make sure that their daughter would not be harmed.

Jian Yiling soon received an email from those people who sent her.

It's a video.

The video scene is He Yan's study.

It was taken by a hidden camera.

This was the last time these people infiltrated He Yan's house to steal the video.

Not only the study room is safe, but many places are also safe.

The video only has the picture and no sound.

But the picture was enough for Jian Yiling to know what happened in He Yan's study last night.

Jian Yiling hurriedly sent a message to Jian Yujie.

But after clicking on the dialog box, I don't know how to speak.

Jian Yiling had no experience in dealing with this situation at all.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jian Yiling sent a sentence:

How are you now? 】

After a long while, Jian Yujie replied to Jian Yiling's message:

[I'm fine, you just take care of yourself.] 】

If it was Jian Yujie in the past, the content of the reply would definitely not be like this.

After a while, Jian Yujie sent another message:

[I'm sorry. 】

Just three words, no reason.

A line of words came to Jian Yiling's mind:

A nineteen-year-old boy committed suicide by jumping off a building for unknown reasons.

In the original book, Jian Yujie died when he was nineteen years old, before Jian Yiling.

Jian Yiling suddenly lifted the quilt and got up from the bed.

"Xiao Ling, what's wrong with you? Want to go to the toilet? Wen Wen asked busily.

"Discharged."

Jian Yiling was already getting dressed.

"You're not well yet, the doctor said you'll have to observe for two more days just to be on the safe side."

Nuan hurriedly stepped forward to stop Jian Yiling.

Jian Yiling had no intention of stopping.

"I'm going to be discharged." Jian Yiling's eyes and tone were extremely firm, and his actions were decisive.

"Xiao Ling, what's wrong with you? Is it okay for you to tell your mother? ”

Nuan was a little frightened by Jian Yiling's reaction, and didn't know what was going on.

"It's okay, discharged."

Jian Yiling regained his warmth while packing up his small backpack.

Then I sent a message to the person I had just contacted:

[Borrowing.] 】

[Okay, those people just now are still at the gate of the hospital and haven't left, I'll let them wait for you.] 】

The other party's reply was very decisive and clear.

"I'm going out, you go home first." Jian Yiling said to Nuan.

After saying that, he ran to the outside of the hospital.

"Xiao Ling! Xiao Ling, you're not okay, you can't run around. ”

Warmth hurriedly caught up.

Jian Yiling ran to the door of the hospital and got into the car of several men in dark suits who had just come to visit her in Jian Yiling's ward.

One of the men respectfully opened the door for Jian Yiling.

Wen Wen hurriedly caught up, and as soon as she ran closer, the car drove away.