Ning Xi couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she thought about it.

In the second half of the night, news came from the hospital that Song Qin's operation had been completed.

Ning Xi hurried back to the hospital and happened to hear the doctor say, "Fortunately, the patient finally saved his life, but... the patient's brain was hit hard and the situation was not optimistic. In addition, she had just hit her head not long ago, so it is unknown when she would wake up."

Wen Qian was even more anxious than Ning Xi, and grabbed the doctor and asked, "Then is she going to become a vegetable?"

"This is not accurate, it depends on his later recovery." The doctor explained.

Wen Qian breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said thank you to the doctor.

Ning Xi begged that no matter what the price was spent, she must save Song Qin to wake up. At this moment, all her hopes were placed in the hospital and she could not let Song Qin have any problems. On one hand, there was family affection and love, and she didn't want to give up anything.

But she subconsciously didn't believe it was Zhan Hanjue who did it.

Even if it was really done by him, he would not hit or run.

So Ning Xi went to the Zhan Mansion again overnight. When Sang Bo saw Ning Xi coming, he hurriedly ordered the servant to make tea for her.

"No need, Sang Bo, can you take me to the garage?" Ning Xi said anxiously.

Sanbo didn't know what happened, so of course he wouldn't refuse.

In the huge garage, there are more than twenty luxury cars parked, some given by others, and some bought by Zhan Hanjue himself, including various brands, sports cars, business, and SUVs.

But she looked around but couldn't see the Maybach that injured Song Qin.

She told Sanbo the license plate number.

The answer Sanber gave her was once again petrochemical on the spot.

Sanbo said: "I remember Mr. Jue drove the car away in the afternoon."

"Are you sure you remember correctly? Which one is he driving?" Ning Xi's eyes were slightly red and his face was as pale as paper.

Sanbo nodded solemnly: "Mr. Jue has been driving a Bentley at work recently. I occasionally change cars. I remember very clearly. What happened to the Maybach you mentioned? Miss Ning, is something wrong?"

"Then did he tell you what he was going to do when he left?" Ning Xi continued to ask nervously.

There was a voice in her ear telling her not to believe it! Zhan Hanjue would not be the murderer!

But all the evidence points to him!

San Bo shook his head: "I don't know this anymore. Mr. Jue has always done his best and cannot tell us everything."

Ning Xi came out of the Zhan Mansion in a daze.

If the license plate number can be deprecated, then he drove out in that car himself, and the person in the driver's seat in the surveillance monitor was exactly the same as him? Ning Xi's mind was about to explode and he finally returned to the Chenghai Lanting.

She decided to watch all the surveillance videos again.

Just now, she was too eager to know who was driving and hit Song Qin, so she only watched the scene of Song Qin crashing, which lasted for more than ten seconds.

She turned all the scene back and started watching one or two minutes before the accident. In the picture, Song Qin hurriedly ran out from the downstairs, with fear and despair on her face, as if she was hiding from something.

Then she ran out of control to the double yellow line, and the car just rushed past.

Ning Xi pressed the pause button.

She was too out of control before, so she didn't pay attention to Song Qin's reaction.

Now she seems to be chasing her and running out...

I kept returning the picture, but it was night after all, and this was an anti-theft camera assembled by my own home outside the shop. The shooting angle was limited, so I couldn't see who was chasing Song Qin behind her...

Wen Qian's face suddenly flashed through Ning Xi's mind.

She quickly ran to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator door, and was filled with all kinds of drinks. There was no possibility that Wen Qian said that Song Qin went downstairs to buy drinks.

Wen Qian is lying!

But what is the connection between her lying and Zhan Hanjue and hurting Song Qin?

Is there anyone behind the scenes that are manipulating and framing?

Ning Xi thought about it and leaned on the sofa and fell asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, she had not yet entered a deep sleep. The scene of Song Qin being knocked away by Zhan Hanjue kept reappearing in front of her eyes. She was awakened again, sweating all over.

She wiped the hot sweat from her forehead and wanted to pour herself a glass of water...

The tabletop where the kettle is usually placed is in a mess at this moment.

The lid of the kettle fell on the fishing table, and the decorations on the table were also tilted.

It seems that someone has had an argument here...

Ning Xi leaned over to pick up the cup lid that fell on the ground, and almost got a sharp thing.

She frowned and looked closely and found that it was a sharp needle!

A green liquid was faintly visible at the top of the needle...

What's this?

Ning Xi took a clean tissue and wrapped the broken needle. He had countless questions in his mind. He went out and handed the needle to a nearest laboratory for testing.

It was a little late, so the other party asked her to come and get the report in three days.

Ning Xi was grateful again and again before leaving the laboratory.

Wandering on the cold streets, taking out your cell phone from time to time to take a look, Zhan Hanjue still didn't call.

There were no responses on social media.

What exactly did Zhan Hanjue do? Why didn’t he answer the phone?

It wouldn't be his who hit Song Qin, right?

...

It was the next afternoon that Zhan Hanjue returned to the Peak Oasis.

I don’t know what he experienced, but he felt exhausted all over his body, and a light bruise appeared under his eyes.

His phone was out of power and turned off the phone. After charging through the car charger, he saw many missed calls from Ningxi.

Most of the calls started yesterday afternoon and continued until midnight last night.

Zhan Hanjue parked the car in the underground garage. Yingting's eyebrows frowned slightly, worried that something had happened, so he called Ning Xi.

While making a phone call, I had to take the elevator home.

He didn't change his clothes almost a day and a night, and he couldn't stand it even if he was slightly obsessed with cleanliness.

However, the familiar ringtone rang in a corner of the underground garage. It was the exclusive ringtone set by Ning Xi for him. Zhan Hanjue subconsciously looked at the source of the ringtone and found a slender figure leaning against the white wall and asleep.

His heart hangs high and falls down, and walks silently.

Ning Xi hugged her knees with her hands, buried her head in her knees, and she didn't sleep heavily. When Zhan Hanjue bent down and planned to pick her up, she woke up.

"Why are you asleep here?" Zhan Hanjue saw her wake up, and his tone was filled with a hint of accountability.

Ning Xi needed to raise her head to intersect with his vision. The clear masculine aura, accompanied by the very faint smell of disinfectant water, lingered in her breath, and the most sensitive nerve in her heart suddenly became tense.

Disinfection water smell?

Has he been to the hospital? Was he visiting Song Qin or...

After a while, she relieved her questions and stood up with the wall: "You didn't come back all night last night, I'm waiting for you."

Because she had been squatting on the ground for too long, Ning Xi's knees were not smooth and she rushed towards the ground. Zhan Hanjue's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He immediately grabbed her little hand, pressed her slender waist, and brought her into his arms steadily.

It was precisely because of this that I realized that her body and palms were very cold.

It's like staying here all night!
Chapter completed!