As soon as the man left, the ward became completely quiet.

The laughter and joy that had been before seemed to be still in my ears, but in a blink of an eye, there was no sound.

Tong Ran naturally couldn't sleep with her eyes open. She looked at the ceiling in a daze, her mind was messy, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, the door was pushed open. Tong Ran turned his head and saw Chen An walking in with a medicine tray.

"I thought you were asleep," Chen An glanced around, "Have you left?"

"Well, he just left not long ago, and he said he would come back tonight."

Tong Ran lifted the quilt and sat up. The pajamas on her body had several buttons that maintained the curve of being pulled apart. She quickly reached out and tied it, her face blushing, "You... are you doing something to him?"

"I won't look for him," Chen An smiled ambiguously when he saw this. He walked over with the medicine plate. He finished injecting Tong Ran's potion today, and then put away the needle. "I didn't expect that Jue was so anxious. He probably went home to change his pants."

“…”

Chen An and Mo Nanjue often joked like this, and Tong Ran got used to it. She pulled down her sleeves and sat back on the hospital bed. Seeing that Chen An had no intention of leaving, she thought about it and said, "Do you have something to say to me?"

"Smart," Chen An admired, packed up the things in the medicine tray and sat on the soft sofa beside the bed. "Some things are not going to be explained to you according to Jue's temperament, but I think you still need to know."

"Okay, you said."

"I know that Han Qingqing's incident has a lot of excitement and frightened you, but this matter is not as simple as you see," Chen An briefly explained his speculation, "What Jue injected into Han Qingqing's body that afternoon was just ordinary stability, not the lethal poison you think, but the reason for her death was indeed because of that dose of stability, so the one in question was not Jue, but Han Qingqing's body."

Chen An just clicked a little, and Tong Ran frowned after hearing this. She was not stupid. After thinking about it carefully, you could figure it out, "What do you mean is that Qingqing's body... there are already lethal toxins, and calmness only plays a driving role?"

"Yes, you're pretty smart, but you missed a word," Chen An added, "It just happened. Stability just played a push."

Tong Ranxiu frowned even more and more tightly, and she was a little unbelievable, "You mean, Qingqing will die... Isn't this an accident?"

"It's an accident, but this accident doesn't matter," Chen An recalled Han Qingqing's crazy behavior and performance. "If she didn't love Jue that day, and the person she rushed up to catch was not Jue, but someone else, then you would see her dying in the hands of someone else. Do you understand?"

Tong Ran's heart sank.

"This move is indeed very beautiful. It can pick flowers and harvest fruits, but it does not require passing through your own hands to ensure your innocence," Chen An smiled, but the look of his eyes was definitely not gentle. "That's the case with a knife. However, these are just speculations and no evidence to support it."

"But..." He said something obscure but clear. After hearing this, Tong Ran felt cold all over her body. She subconsciously wrapped her shoulders, "If all your speculations are true, then who would be the one who borrowed the knife?"
Chapter completed!