Ning Xi's breathing suddenly slammed, but soon shook his head calmly again: "I thought about it carefully for a long time after I came back. I really can't recognize who that person is based on the voice alone. What's wrong? Have you found other clues to accuse him of his identity?"

"Not yet, don't think so much, just sleep well."

Zhan Hanjue comforted him and walked out of the Zhan Mansion with the key with a stern look.

Ning Xi grabbed the quilt and sat up from the bed, where could she sleep again?

Zhan Hanjue could not ask this for no reason.

His reaction tonight was so strange. Could it be that... he also found that the person who pushed his aunt downstairs was probably his father?

Ning Xi was completely lost in sleepiness and took his cell phone from the bedside table to call Ning Kai.

"Miss, the master is asleep now. If you have anything to say, I will tell you to the master tomorrow."

The servant answered the phone.

Sleeping?

If he really hurt his aunt, how could he still sleep?

Ning Xi's uneasy heart relaxed a little and asked the servant: "Dad is back tonight, have you done anything unusual?

For example, if you are restless, you are not in line with the preface…” “Exception?

No, the master is still the same as usual. After dinner, he goes to the garden for a walk, and then goes back to the study to read, and goes to bed on time around 10 o'clock."

The servant reported to Ning Xi in detail and said with a smile: "But Miss, you are married, the master must be empty in his heart."

Ning Xi felt more relieved when he heard that there was no abnormality.

"Then tell me, I'll come back to see him tomorrow if I have time."

...The next morning, Ning Xi got up very early.

She and Sanber were busy in the kitchen all morning and prepared a nutritious breakfast.

Zhan Hanjue never came back last night, which means he stayed at the hospital for a night, but after all, it was inconvenient for food and accommodation in the hospital... He stuffed several barrels full of insulated barrels. The driver took Ning Xi to the hospital and arrived outside the intensive care unit of the hospital. Almost all the people from the Zhan family were there, and even the people from Zhan Yuchen were there.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, everyone turned their heads and looked over... Ning Xi didn't expect that there would be so many people in the corridor, and his footsteps were there for a moment.

Looking around, there was no trace of Zhan Hanjue. Ache said that he was with Xia Qingning in the ward.

"Oh, isn't this the wife that Jue Shao just married?

Ms. Xia fell down the stairs, and her life and death were uncertain. You can still sleep. She is truly worthy of being the daughter of the Mu family. We are so filial to us."

A woman from the Zhan family sarcastically mocked her.

Ning Xi didn't even look at her, and walked to the old man Zhan on his own.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid that you'll have some rice porridge and chicken soup."

"You are willing, but I can't eat it now."

Zhanlongcheng didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he was not in good spirits at this moment. He stroked his eyebrows and waved his hand.

Ning Xi saw that they were all here, and she felt a very ominous premonition in her heart.

"How is my aunt's situation?"

Zhan Longcheng's eyes were covered with a dark haze, and his face became increasingly white: "I issued a notice two hours ago to prepare for the funeral. Ning Xi and Ajue care about Qingning. You know more than me. I'm afraid he can't think so. You must persuade him later."

Ning Xi nodded and looked at the intensive care unit worriedly... Last night, she was comforting Aunt Zhan Hanjue that she would be fine, but God always likes to joke with people.

At this moment, the ward of the intensive care unit was pushed open, and a nurse ran over anxiously: "Hurry up, Ms. Xia can't do it anymore. Those who relatives want to see her for the last time should come in!"

They didn't care about the infection of the bacteria, so they hurriedly rushed in with their shoe covers. For many people, Xia Qingning's death was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that Zhan Hanjue cared about her. They could take the opportunity to show their loyalty to Zhan Hanjue! Ning Xi felt that a thousand pounds of stone was tied under his feet, and walked towards the hospital bed with difficulty.

Zhan Hanjue sat motionlessly beside the bed, holding Xia Qingning's hand. In just one night, his eyes were covered with scarlet blood, and a circle of green stubble appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was in a dismay.

Xia Qingning was lying on the bed, covering her mouth and nose with an oxygen mask. As she breathed and breathed, a thin layer of water mist appeared on the cover.

Due to craniotomy, Xia Qingning had thick white gauze wrapped around her head. The hospital's clothes looked very loose in her body, which made her look thin and thin. She could no longer speak, but she should be able to feel the continuous flow of people coming in the ward.

She grabbed Zhan Hanjue's hand and suddenly used some force, and a few tears slowly rolled down her eyes... "I'm here, I'm here, aunt..." Zhan Hanjue leaned over and leaned close to her ears and whispered gently in her ears.

Xia Qingning's lips seemed to squirm twice, but no one could hear clearly what she said.

The cold wind outside the window slapped the window, like the roar of a demon, freezing and cold.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Xia Qingning still couldn't get through and walked away peacefully with Zhan Hanjue's company.

Zhan Hanjue obviously could not accept this fact. He knelt straight in front of the bed, covered Xia Qingning's forehead with trembling hands, tidying her slightly chaotic hair, watching her body cool little by little, and the ward was filled with a sad atmosphere... Xia Qingning's health has always been not good, but no one would have expected that her departure was not because of the illness, but because of this century-old wedding.

If there was no such wedding, or if she didn’t go to the island and didn’t invite some people at the wedding, would she be still there?

Ning Xi saw Zhan Hanjue's back trembling slightly due to depression and grief, and his whole body became soft. His originally swollen eyes instantly burst into tears. He walked forward in three or two steps, kneeled down weakly with his knees, and reached out to hold Xia Qingning... But before he could touch Xia Qingning, he was slapped away by Zhan Hanjue.

"Don't touch her!"

Zhan Hanjue didn't raise his head, but his voice was as cold as an ice cone, piercing into her heart.

Ning Xi's back of his hand was so painful that he took a breath of cold air. He looked at the man Yingting's side face in shock. Before she could react, Zhan Hanjue suddenly stood up, wrapped Xia Qingning tightly with a thin quilt, and then hugged her and got up.

Everyone was stunned, even Ache and Zhanlong City looked at each other.

"Ajue, what are you going to do?"

Ning Xi followed in horror and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Zhan Hanjue turned around and glanced at her coldly, with no gentleness in his eyes: "Let go."

Ning Xi felt that she was being pinched to her throat invisibly. She let her hands go blankly. Zhan Hanjue hugged Xia Qingning tighter and walked out expressionlessly: "You said you have been taking injections and medicine all your life, and I promise I will never again in the future. Aunt, I will take you home, let's go home..." Ning Xi's nose was sore, and tears rolled down again.

Zhan Hanjue took Xia Qingning to throw everyone off and leave.

Ning Xi looked at the direction where Zhan Hanjue disappeared, closed his eyes gently, and shivered with coldness.

"Madam, I'll take a blanket for you."

Ache came over and had to finish the hospital.

Ning Xi grabbed his hand, with crystal tears flashing in his eyes, and said earnestly: "If you follow Ajue, you must know the clues he found! Tell me, what is the truth?

Who pushed my aunt out?”
Chapter completed!