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In the evening of the next day, after Li Luo finished handling the police work, he rushed to the People's Hospital alone and found Xi Ting outside the ICU ward.

Xi Ting was walking to the water room with a food mixer, and Li Luo followed. The public water tank in the water room flashed a red light. Xi Ting poured hot water into the cold porridge, and then used the machine to beat the porridge into a paste.

This series of movements was done skillfully and silently, without any notice of Li Lu falling next to him.

Li Luo took out his ID with one hand and said softly: "You are Xi Ting, right? I am from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Bureau, and I want to find out more about the situation from you."

Xi Ting was slightly surprised, holding the mixer in her left hand and rice cereal in her right hand: "Looking for me? Officer, what can you do to find me?"

Li Luo said: "Don't worry, I will ask you a few questions about Jiang Han."

Xi Ting's face turned cold: "I have nothing to do with him anymore."

After that, Xi Ting took her things and walked to the nurse's desk, while Li Luo followed her silently.

Family members were not allowed to enter the ICU ward, so Xi Ting could only hand the food to the nurse, who would feed the rice cereal to the patient through nasal feeding.

Then, Xi Ting acted as if Li Luo didn't exist and started calling her family.

Xi Ting's grandfather is ill and is lying in the ICU. Her whole state is tired, worried and depressed.

At this time, Li Luo was really not easy to disturb, so she waited quietly and looked at her phone. At 8:15, Yan Zhao suddenly called. Li Luo quickly put on the wireless headphones and turned on the recording

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Yan Zhao could hear the slight mountain breeze on the other end, but fortunately the conversation between her and Jiang Han was still clear. Li Luo glanced at Xi Ting who was on the phone, and found a lonely corner to monitor the sound carefully.

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Yan Zhao: "This is my first time to see the moon from the top of the mountain."

Jiang Han: "My dad always took me hiking when I was a kid."

Li Luo didn't expect Jiang Han to talk about Jiang Kunlong so quickly, and his heart was pounding wildly.

Yan Zhao: "Does your father have similar personality to yours?"

Jiang Han didn't say anything on the other end. He said after a long time: "Cocktail drink, what flavor do you want?"

Yan Zhao: "Give me blueberries!"

Both of them were silent for a long time. Li Luo held his breath, a little anxious, wishing that his soul could penetrate Yan Zhao and use her mouth to ask questions.

Yan Zhao is obviously more stable than her. Since Jiang Han avoids talking about his father, Yan Zhao will use himself as a foundation. If you take something in advance, you must give it in advance. If she comes up and asks about Jiang Han's personal affairs, it will give people a sense of aggression.

Sorry. This is also the interrogation technique that teachers often taught me in the police academy.

Yan Zhao: "My dad never took me to the top of the mountain to play. He would only force me to do things I don't like."

Jiang Han: "Oh? What do you force me to do?"

Yan Zhao: "I wasn't very gregarious when I was a child. I only played with one person. That kid couldn't hear. My dad didn't let me be friends with deaf people because my dad was also deaf. He wanted me to integrate into the circle of hearing people. You

Do you know? Just like the newspapers we used to read, weren’t there often advertisements for children’s competitions in the gaps in the newspapers?”

Jiang Han: "Yes, some Children's Cup, Mathematical Olympiad competition, singing competition and so on."

Yan Zhao: "Well, he watches that every day, looking for various children's competitions, riding a bicycle with me, singing, dancing and painting. Even if there are only three people participating, as long as I win the prize, he will show off everywhere and even drink

Two glasses.”

Jiang Han: "Maybe it's because he is deaf. He has been disabled all his life. You are so smart and beautiful. You are his pride."

Yan Zhao: "But I'm not happy. I just don't like being treated like a monkey. I just like to play with that deaf child. I think he doesn't love me at all, he is vain."

Jiang Han may have substituted himself in Yan Zhao's narration, and said unconsciously: "My father also values ​​my education more than the sky. He always says that I should study hard and not be a fool like him."

Society, a mixed society has no future."

Yan Zhao stopped talking. She was probably waiting for Jiang Han to express his feelings, but Jiang Han said nothing.

The two fell into silence again, and the mountain breeze was gentle and slow.

After a long time, Yan Zhao's voice came from the receiver again: "The day my dad suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, I had just finished my high school entrance examination. I took a taxi to take him to the hospital. The cars that day were all blocked on the Wusheng Bridge.

, I held his head, his eyes were closed, and he couldn’t hear me when I called him. I was afraid that he would die quietly in my arms. I finally got him to the hospital, but the doctor said he was late because of the amount of bleeding.

It was so big that my dad never woke up after the operation. He was in the ICU for a month, and the doctor said there was little chance of him waking up."

In Li Luo's ears, Yan Zhao's voice was calm and calm, as if he was telling someone else's story, but Li Luo couldn't help but put himself into her situation at that time.

Yan Zhao's family is so ordinary. A brain hemorrhage operation costs at least 300,000 to 400,000 yuan, plus she has been in the ICU for a month. It must be a lot of pressure on her family, right?

"It was me who killed my father. In other words, I killed him." Yan Zhao's voice was like a faint ripple of stagnant water.

I don’t know how Jiang Han on the other end of the phone reacted when he heard this.

Even Li Luo was extremely surprised.

Finally, Jiang Han spoke: "How could you say that?"

Yan Zhao said: "I don't know what your father is like. Do you know what it's like to have a particularly lazy father? My father is very lazy. As long as I can remember, my father does nothing at home.

Damn, maybe my mother was too hard-working and got used to it. My mother is like his mother, like his servant, but not like his wife. My father doesn’t allow my mother to laugh or watch his favorite TV.

During the show, I would occasionally slap her in the face and use scissors to cut off her newly permed hair at the barber shop."

"The greatest misfortune for a child is to be involved in his parents' failed marriage."

Yan Zhao paused and continued: "When I was a child, my family's conditions were not good. My dad spent all his money on buying cameras. He loves photography. Of course, it can't be compared to your kind. It's just his hobby. People praise him.

After just two sentences, he took it seriously, was obsessed with it, and was just playing around. In order to supplement the family income, my mother would set up a street stall after working the night shift. My father sent me to learn painting, and my mother would ride a bicycle and pull a stack of rice paper.

We sold rice paper at the door of our cram school, and she gave me whatever she couldn't sell. She was trying to think of ways to live a good life every day. One time, my dad had a sudden idea and wanted me to participate in an ocarina competition.

I wanted to find an ocarina teacher for me, but he had already stolen the money my mother had saved to buy a camera, so my mother had no choice but to donate blood and give me money and snacks."

Jiang Han sighed: "Men should shoulder family responsibilities, how can they make women live so tiringly? Although my father is a mixed society, he was good to his wife. It's a pity that my mother died early."

As soon as Yan Zhao heard Jiang Han mention his father, he stopped talking and left it to Jiang Han to talk.

But Jiang Han turned the conversation back to Yan Zhao again. He seemed to be very interested in Yan Zhao: "How can you say that you killed your father?"

Yan Zhao said: "The decision to extubate him was made by me."

Jiang Han said "ah" softly. He was quite shocked, but he could also feel the same.

Yan Zhao said: "I don't feel sorry for the high cost of treatment, I feel sorry for my mother. My mother has served him in front of and behind the bed for more than a year, guarding a vegetative person who is destined to never wake up. He is almost draining her life.

You shouldn’t live like this, right?”

Jiang Han: "Yeah, but you feel guilty about yourself, right?"

Yan Zhao said: "The day I gave up treatment, I was not sad, but felt more relaxed than ever before. At that time, I felt that maybe I was such a cold-blooded person."

When Li Luo heard this, he couldn't help but think of Yan Zhao in high school, who was almost pathologically obsessed with winning various awards. At that time, Li Luo thought she was vain and competitive. Looking at it now, it turns out that she expressed sadness to everyone.

The methods are different.

She is also very tired these years, right? In order to fulfill her father's wish, she no longer skips classes, stops being rebellious, and becomes a popular top student among able-bodied people. She has done so perfectly and outstandingly.

But my father could no longer see it.

She is right, the greatest misfortune for a person is to be involved in the failed marriage of his parents during his helpless childhood.

What's even more painful is that his father tortures his mother even more, but he is extremely kind to himself. How can a child make a decision and make a choice with such a split?

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After Li Luo was so distracted, Jiang Han started talking about cocktails on the phone and started talking about the function of the easy-pull ring.

At this moment, Xi Ting, who had been on the phone, had hung up. Li Luo heard that there was no useful information on the other end of the phone, so he kept the phone on the phone and put it in his pocket.

She planned to chat with Xi Ting first, and Yan Zhao could wait until later to listen to the recording.

Li Luo put away his cell phone, sat next to Xi Ting, and asked, "What happened to your grandpa?"

Xi Ting: "My cerebellum has atrophied and I have been in poor health. I had acute cholangitis two days ago and the doctor refused to perform surgery."

Li Luo: "Why don't you do it?"

Xi Ting was a little angry when she talked about this and needed to find someone to talk to. She said to Li Luo: "I don't know. The doctor refused to say more. So far, no one cares about us. They just keep intubating us. ICUs are expensive, but these doctors in China are

They just want to make money and don’t care about our lives!”

Li Luo thought for a while and said, "I have a friend who knows the doctor in this hospital. How about I help you ask?"

Xi Ting then smiled: "Do you really know anyone?"

"Yeah. I'm going to make a call." Li Luo said, got up, walked to the corner, and dialed Yun Kai's number.

When Yun Kai's assistant answered the phone, he heard that it was Li Luo and quickly gave the phone to Yun Kai.

Yun Kai's voice came from the receiver, as calm as water: "I'm here."

"People's Hospital, Hepatobiliary Surgery Department, do you know anyone?"

"have."

Li Luo paused and spoke: "Brother, I want you to do me a favor. I'm at the door of the ICU right now."
Chapter completed!