"I am Chen Ming's wife. Chen Ming has been in a car accident."
Ji Chengzhou's steps suddenly halted. "How is Uncle Ming now?"
The voice on the other end came through with a mournful cry. "He died on the spot."
Ji Chengzhou was shocked. Chen Qiurong had passed away, Ji Zhiyuan was in a coma, and now Chen Ming had died in a car accident. How could this be such a coincidence?
All these incidents.
He felt a growing suspicion inside, his intuition telling him that everything that had happened tonight was no accident.
If it wasn't an accident, then who would want to kill all three of them at once?
What reasons could possibly compel someone to murder them?
As he pondered in confusion, crying shouts from Su Mei came from ahead in the hospital room. "You can't touch the old lady... you can't touch..."
Ji Chengzhou quickly comforted Chen Ming's wife with a few words and assured her that he would definitely come to offer his condolences, then he hung up.