Inspection Office.
Jiang Ning followed Hong Minghu, entering Hong Minghu's bedroom one after another.
"Commander Jiang, close the door," Hong Minghu said, his face flushed.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning turned and closed the door of the house.
The next moment.
"Put—"
He suddenly heard a vomiting blood sound behind him.
Turning around, he saw a pool of black and red blood, mixed with shattered organs in front of Hong Minghu.
By then, Hong Minghu's right palm was also leaning on a nearby round table, his steps somewhat unsteady, his face turning from rosy to deathly pale.
"Residence Master, what happened?" Jiang Ning stepped forward, supporting Hong Minghu with one hand.
"It's nothing!" Hong Minghu waved his hand, then took a few deep breaths, and his facial expression eased a lot.
