At a certain military hospital, Professor Zhao led a group of guards in a rage, storming in like wolves and tigers.
"That bastard kid is right here." Professor Zhao asked as he walked.
"According to the intelligence, it's definitely here." The head of the guards assured him confidently.
"Good." Professor Zhao snorted with anger, "Seal off the escape routes, I want to personally put an end to this Ji Family disgrace."
"Yes." The guards responded firmly.
Ji Tian's injury was severe, and on the doctor's advice, everything was surgically removed and then gradually stitched and treated. At this moment, Ji Tian lay on the bed, groaning continually.
