When the assistant said this, he choked and cried.

She knew how important this Mrs. Jiang, who was a vegetable, was in General Jiang's heart. She was honored to have another job, but now, she felt that she had messed up everything.

Yanwu’s special care unit is a complete floor of 16 floors.

On the way he came, Jiang Xingzhi had already looked at Yan Wu's room and the surveillance on that floor.

The bomb was thrown in from outside the window, and the bomb was thrown into her room, causing an explosion and fire on the entire floor.

This matter has nothing to do with the assistant, but Jiang Xingzhi didn't have the extra mood to comfort her.

He told the doctor to take the assistant to another hospital for treatment first.

Then walk to the fire truck and ask for a set of clothes with the fire brigade.

"You are not a professional, you can't go in." The firefighters stopped him: "The fire is too big..."

Jiang Xingzhi interrupted him: "It's my wife inside, I have to go in."

"Can't get in." The firefighter said: "You retreat quickly and don't bother us with work."

Jiang Xingzhi:...

"My surname is Jiang..."

"I care what your surname is Zhang Wang Li Zhao." The firefighter pushed Jiang Xingyi away: "If you really want to help, stay away and don't disturb our work."

Mr. Jiang also arrived at this time.

When he heard that Jiang Xingzhi was about to enter the building, he saw the fire that soared into the sky, his face turned pale.

He hurriedly grabbed Jiang Xingzhi's arm.

"If you dare to go in, just knock me down my old bones."

Jiang Xingzhi turned his head and looked at Mr. Jiang.

His eyes were red, but his expression was very calm.

Such calmness is like the tranquility before the storm, making people feel frightened when they look at it.

"Grandpa." He said: "She is my wife, I have to go in."

Mr. Jiang was so angry that he shouted: "What's the use of admitting that she is your wife now? If you really care about her, you should find the mastermind behind it and avenge her, rather than seeking death."

In Mr. Jiang's opinion, Jiang Xingzhi's attempt to rush upstairs is no different from seeking death.

How could his proud grandson do such a sanity?

How can this be done!

Mr. Jiang tightly grabbed Jiang Xingzhi's arm. After he said that, he continued, almost begging, "Xinzhi, grandpa beg you, okay, don't you be so willful, think about grandpa, think about Jiang family, and your parents, can you ask us to send black hair? How do you want us to live!"

Jiang Xingzhi stretched out his hand and pushed away Mr. Jiang's hand, "Grandpa."

His voice was calm, but he was very firm: "I won't have anything to do, nor will I seek death. I have to go."

Mr. Jiang met his gaze and let go of his hand dejectedly: "You child, you child!"

The child was the one who wanted to divorce at the beginning, and the child was the one who wanted to rush into the fire now.

This child!! How can he be calm and self-sustaining? It is clearly a seed of infatuation!

Yes, but the most unwanted thing for their Jiang family is infatuation.

Jiang Xingzhi rushed to the fire truck. This time he said nothing, knocked down a firefighter, and asked the other party to take off his clothes.

Firefighters were already rushing into the corridor in an orderly manner, one group of people responsible for rescuing the trapped and injured, and another group headed towards the sixteenth floor of the fire.
Chapter completed!