Standing outside, the employee heard the sound in the ward and rushed in. Looking at the phone that fell on the floor, he quickly picked it up and put it back on the table.

They all knew that Jackson must be in a bad mood because of the accident. At this time, it was better to lower his sense of existence and not to disturb Jackson.

The staff quietly went out and closed the door.

Jackson closed his eyes, leaving tears of regret. If he had known that he would become like this, he shouldn't have made a deal with the Satan, Barnett, for money.

If he didn't know so many things, Barnett wouldn't want to kill him.

Jackson's mind was full of assumptions. He covered his face and cried sadly.

On the other side, Webb asked his colleagues to investigate the case of Wendy. He went to the ward of the hospital and continued to ask Jackson something.

An employee saw Webb come in breathlessly and

. It's a pity that the quality of a racing car made by a small team who just entered the F1 formula is so good. Vivien was only slightly injured. "

"So you wanted to kill Vivien in the race?" Asked Webb with his eyes wide open.

Jackson closed his eyes and nodded with regret.

“FUCK！ Are you crazy? Vivien is just a little girl. How could you hurt a child just for your future? " Webb was so angry that he pointed at the lunch boxes and said, "Vivien knows you are injured. She not only comes to visit you every day, but also brings food to you."

"What a kind girl! How could you hurt her like that?"

Hearing Webb's scold, Jackson closed his eyes and said guiltily, "I'm sorry."

"Stop! You can say sorry to Vivien face to face. You don't have to say sorry to me! " Webb tried his best to hide his personal emotions and asked, "Now you can continue. Vivien was slightly injured, and then what?"