When Chu Han heard this, he said nothing, and walked upstairs in a panic, and even pinched his fingers into the flesh and bleeding, he didn't feel any pain.
Jin walked straight into Hongtian's room, Chu Han suppressed his anger and asked coldly.
"Wu Jian, tell me about the monk's fatal injury?"
After a sneak peek at Chu Han, who was already bleeding from his lower lip, Wu Jian did not hide it and spoke slowly.
"Brother Wu's fatal injury was a wound two inches on the back of his head, which just hurt the blood vessels. When I arrived, I couldn't stop the blood and lost too much blood. In addition, I was shot in the chest, so I couldn't save it."
Chu Han nodded gently and sat beside Hongtian's bed. Seeing that he had been unable to sleep well, he said with concern.
"When will he wake up?"
Wu Jian said with a low expression.
"I just gave him two injections of tranquilizer, and I'll probably not wake up in a while. If you want to talk to him, I'll give him one injection and he will wake up quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hongtian sat up suddenly and roared with his eyes closed.
"I want to take revenge, I want to take revenge."
Chu Han pressed him on the bed and said coldly.
"Didn't you say you couldn't wake up for a while? What's going on with him now?"
Wu Jian was shocked by Hong Tian's explosive power, and followed him and held him down, and spoke helplessly.
"Boss Chu, Brother Hong's willpower is amazing. Even if I give him a tranquilizer along the way, I will still jump up from time to time."
Chu Han can understand Hong Tian very well now. If he read it correctly, the bullet on Monk Wu’s chest was the same model as the gun he held when fighting against Hong Tian.
After a long time, Hongtian finally calmed down.
Chu Han lowered his hands weakly and said gently.
"Go and take the medicine and let him wake up. I think it's not good for him to force his fight against the medicine."
Wu Jian nodded, turned around and went downstairs to get the medicine, quickly turned back, and after injecting Hongtian quickly, he spoke.
"Boss Chu, he can wake up at least ten minutes. I'm waiting by the side, should I go down first?"
Chu Han waved his hand and said with a cold look on his face.
"You go back first, I'll look for you if you have something to do."
Wu Jian nodded at him, then gently prepared to leave, just as he was about to close the door.
Chu Han turned around and spoke with gratitude.
"Wu Jian, thank you for your hard work today, go back and have a good rest."
In an instant, Wu Jian almost burst into tears. It was obvious that he was so sad that he was so blaming himself, but he was still in the mood to care about him.
Wu Jian nodded heavily and choked.
"Boss Chu, you are a very good boss. I will not lose money when I follow you. I believe Brother Wu has the same idea."
After saying that, he gently closed the door and walked downstairs.
Gu Lan kept paced back and forth in the living room, and saw Wu Jian alone going downstairs, and asked anxiously.
"Where is Brother Chu? How is he now?"
Wu Jian spread his hands and sighed.
"This is a knot in my heart. I can't cure it. I hope Boss Chu can come out by himself."
Gu Lan took a step back to the right and said helplessly.
"Okay, as long as you're fine, you can go back first and be careful on the way."
Chu Han didn't turn on the light and just sat by Hongtian's bed. His mind was still as bloody as monk Wu, covering his face with his hands, allowing tears to slide through his fingertips.
Hong Tian woke up from Chu Han's depressed cry. He slowly opened his eyes and for a moment he was stunned and looked at him in the sound.
It was Chu Han's back facing away from him, and he could vaguely hear that he was sobbing.
Hong Tian wanted to reach out and pat his shoulder. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the memories in his mind instantly regained their memories. They were all about the scenes of him pulling the trigger with his right hand and hitting Monk Wu, as well as the scenes of Monk Wu falling to the ground.
Thinking of this, Hong Tian lifted the quilt hard and wanted to get out of bed.
Chu Han noticed the movement and strongly controlled his hand and scolded him.
"What are you doing?"
The room was shining in by the moonlight and lights outside, and it was light and dark, so you could see clearly.
But at this moment, Chu Han clearly saw the anger and murderous intent in Hong Tian's eyes, the bloodthirsty intention that must be comforted by blood.
Hong Tian roared in a broken voice.
"I want to take revenge and tell you that Yun Ting will give him a lot of pieces of corpse and let him pay his blood debts."
Chu Han grabbed his hand firmly, but was pushed to the ground by Hong Tian without any defense.
Hong Tian struggled to break free from Chu Han's shackles and was about to run out when he heard the movement in the room. When he turned around, he saw Chu Han being hit by the documents on the table and was completely silenced to the ground.
Hong Tian finally calmed down, walked back with scarlet eyes, tried hard to help Chu Han up, and spoke in shame.
"Brother Chu, I'm sorry."
Chu Han was really too tired, otherwise he wouldn't have been pushed by Hong Tian. He stood up with his strength and staggered.
Hongtian quickly helped the person to sit on his bed, with apologetic expression on his face.
Chu Han moved his wrists and ankles calmly, raised his head and stared at Hong Tian as sharp as an eagle, and said calmly.
"Have you calmed down now? If it calmed down, tell me the situation at that time. I want to know the real cause of the monk's death."
Hong Tian squatted on the ground with his head in his arms. After suppressing for so long, he finally started to cry out loudly.
Chu Han was not in a hurry, just sat next to him and waited for him to speak on his own initiative.
After venting, Hong Tian wiped away his tears, stood opposite Chu Han, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Brother Chu, I knew that Yun Ting wanted to escape through the helicopter, so he took his gun to the heights diagonally opposite and wanted to shoot his helicopter down."
Chu Han saw the helicopter flying away and nodded slightly.
"You keep going."
Hongtian's eyes burst into endless pain and he spoke slowly.
"I just hit someone, and Yun Ting's cunning fox caught the monk as a shield. A man on the second floor aimed at me. After I avoided his shooting and dealt with the person, Yun Ting had already gotten on the helicopter."
Speaking of this, Hong Tian's hands kept shaking and gritted his teeth.
"I saw them taking off and aimed at Yun Ting with guns. The hateful guy pulled the monk over and blocked me. I couldn't take back my bullets. I watched him kick the monk who was shot off the helicopter without any mercy. Then I ran over madly, but it was still one step late."
As if thinking of something, Hong Tian stood up and said in a panic.
"Brother Chu, where is the monk? Where is he?"
Chu Han patted his shoulder and said firmly.
"I asked Wu Jian to check the cause of death. The monk's fatal injury was the wound on the back of his head, causing continuous bleeding. Don't blame yourself too much, let's go down and see him together."
Hong Tian was like a robot and led him downstairs with Chu Han.
Until he saw Monk Wu lying there quietly, Hong Tian rushed over and knelt in front of him and started crying.