Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

The air seemed to become thicker in an instant.

When it comes to his legs, Najire's expression is ugly and tense. This is his weak point that cannot be touched the most.

"did you mean……"

Lao Su's heart skipped a beat and his face turned a little pale.

Could it be that the condition of my grandson's legs has worsened?

Lin Hanxing said nothing and turned to look at the Holy Hand.

The latter cleared his throat and spoke.

"Can I ask first how the eldest prince's leg was injured in the first place?"

Since arriving in Roucheng, the Holy Hand has focused all its treatment on Najilie's poisoning. Even though he noticed that there was something wrong with Najilie's residual leg, he did not take the initiative to do anything because of the other party's gloomy character.

What kind of status does he have, why should he do high-quality business?

snort!

Najire didn't speak. He slightly closed his eyelashes and buried half of his face in the darkness, looking obscure.

"It was an accident."

Lao Su didn't take the conversation and started to tell.

As the eldest prince of the Roucheng royal family, Najire had carried everyone's hopes since he was born. If not for that damn accident, his life should have been bright and beautiful.

It was originally just an ordinary charity auction trip, but because of the attendance of the eldest princess and Prince Najire, it attracted much attention. The media swarmed in, starting from the car that the eldest princess and the eldest prince took from the royal family, all the way Follow halfway.

That's when the accident happened.

A media interview car suddenly lost control and crashed into the vehicle the two people were riding in.

Although the people around her rescued her as quickly as possible, the tragedy still resulted in the death of the eldest princess and the loss of the eldest prince's leg.

The royal family was furious.

The media organization that interviewed the car where the incident occurred was also dealt with immediately.

But even so, nothing can be saved.

"Are you sure it was just an accident?"

Lin Hanxing opened his mouth lazily, breaking the surface of peace and making Najilie's expression even more distorted.

"if not?"

Najire sneered.

"What qualifications does a disabled prince have to find the truth?"

During that time, Najire, who was young, tasted the warmth and warmth of human relationships prematurely. Those who used to be respectful to him and responded to him all changed their attitudes after that day.

It was as if all the value of his life had suddenly disappeared.

Lin Hanxing smiled and said nothing.

Zhan Nanheng, who was standing not far away, felt the same shock in his heart.

Although they were in different positions, he and Najire had similar situations and experiences.

"I feel sorry for you, but I feel uncomfortable saying bad words if I don't say them..."

The holy hand raises its hand at the right time.

Before anyone else could react, a dirty word as dirty as he wanted was uttered.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Can we give each other some buffering time?

"Which doctor treated your wound in the first place? You should have dragged it out and killed it, right! What kind of stupid skills did it take to make it look like this? I've been wanting to curse you for a long time, okay?"

The Holy Hand has his own unique persistence and bottom line in medical skills. It was also a credit to the other party that he was not standing in front of him at this time, otherwise a severe beating would have been unavoidable.

"You're not allowed to say that!"

Najire's mood suddenly fluctuated strongly. He swept away his previous angry expression. If his legs had not been unable to move, he would have stood up and fought against the holy hand.

Such a reaction obviously attracted Lin Hanxing's attention.

His expression also became playful.

"Is it someone you know?"

Lin Hanxing looked at Najilie and asked lightly.

"Or someone very close to you?"

"enough!"

The veins on Najilie's forehead popped out, and he roared violently.