Taking a closer look, the fat man was immediately frightened and broke into a cold sweat! That was not a motorcycle! It was a person!
Jiang He's speed was extremely fast! Murong Xingyao, who was held in Jiang He's arms, was so frightened that she kept screaming!
"Ahhh! It's too fast!"
If Jiang He hadn't used his inner strength to help her withstand the wind, she might not even be able to open her eyes!
"This is the speed of King Wu!"
The corners of Jiang He's mouth raised!
At this time, in a farmland, a little girl and her grandfather were farming.
The little girl with pigtails asked curiously: "Grandpa, grandpa, what is the fastest vehicle in the world?"
The old man who was wielding a hoe smiled and wiped his sweat, and explained: "The fastest vehicle in the world is an airplane! You can fly out of Daxia in half a day!"
"Oh, Grandpa, what is the fastest animal in the world?" the little girl asked in confusion.
"Hahaha, silly boy, of course the fastest animal in the world is the cheetah! It's so fast that even a car can't catch up!" the old man laughed.
"No! Grandpa, you are lying! The fastest animal in the world is obviously a human!"
the little girl questioned angrily.
Hearing this, the old man smiled and shook his head: "Silly granddaughter, have you ever seen anyone running faster than a cheetah?"
"I've seen it! It's right behind you!" the little girl pointed behind the old man.
The old man laughed out loud and looked back with a smile.
I saw a man running wildly on the farm road with another man in his arms! The speed was extremely fast! The whole road was stirred up with dust! The man just blinked and ran past the old man!
Whoosh!
The extremely fast speed brought up a strong wind! The old man's straw hat was blown away!
When the old man opened his mouth, his dentures were so shocked that they fell out.
"this!"
...
Jiang He soon returned to Jiangbei City.
After settling Murong Xingyao, Jiang He came to the door of the familiar mental hospital.
But at this time, there was a lot of excitement outside the mental hospital.
I saw more than a dozen excavators and dump trucks surrounding the entire mental hospital, and hundreds of workers wearing yellow safety helmets were preparing for construction.
Inside the mental hospital, dozens of patients looked outside in confusion, not knowing what was happening.
The director of the mental hospital, Dean Jia, is negotiating with these people.
"The hospital cannot be demolished! Our branch hospital has not been built yet. If you demolish it, what will happen to our patients?"
Dean Jia begged bitterly.
Dean Jia is a kind old man in his sixties, and he founded this mental hospital.
When Jiang He was admitted to the mental hospital by Ma Tianfang, it actually had little to do with Dean Jia, because Ma Tianfang asked someone from the relevant department to forge Jiang He's case, and then Dean Jia admitted Jiang He to the hospital.
In other words, Dean Jia didn't know that Jiang He was not mentally ill.
During the three years that Jiang He was in the mental hospital, Director Jia was very kind to Jiang He and took great care of him.
"Fuck you! I don't care what your patients do! How much is this crappy mental hospital worth? I'll give you 100 million! Get out of here!"
At this time, a bank card hit Dean Jia hard in the face!
The speaker was a young man wearing a white safety helmet and a mink coat, who was extremely arrogant.
"Sir, this is not a matter of money! Firstly, you did not go through the procedures, and secondly, you did not give us time to establish a branch hospital, so the patients cannot be transferred at all!" Dean Jia begged.