"I'm really useless... I've worked very hard! But uncle, I just can't forget you..." The strength that he had pretended to be for a long time was suddenly revealed, and tears flowed down his cheeks. Tong Yao finally put everything aside.
I cried out of depression
These nine months of suffering are really sad.
"Then don't forget..." Qin Muyuan chuckled, feeling an inexplicable sourness in his heart. He hugged her like a peerless treasure and didn't let go for a long time: Okay, it's all over...
Like the ending of a farce, all tragedies are about to come to a happy ending at the end of the play. However, a reconciliation that consumes consumables will always cause the furious "recorder" to shout "stuck"——
"Hey!" The returning doctor leaned against the door and knocked on the door displeasedly, interrupting the sweetness between the two people in the consulting room. "When are you going to free up the place for the next patient?"
Her clinic here is limited, and there is only one bed in it. Where can she put those surgical patients with fractures?
Tong Yao turned around in an instant, pushed Qin Muyuan aside reflexively and sat upright. Half of his face turned red, and the other half... of course, was wrapped under gauze and released!
"The skin on your face is quite delicate. Don't touch the water or use cosmetics first. It will grow better without irritation." The doctor explained professionally. He took the rubber gloves from the side and put them on, planning to prepare for the next one.
See a doctor
Tong Yao nodded and wanted to get off the bed, but Qin Muyuan quickly grabbed her waist and hugged her directly.
"What?" Tong Yao exclaimed. He was unprepared. With his center of gravity unstable, he could only hug Qin Muyuan's neck reflexively, "I can walk..."
The wounds on the body that were knocked out by the iron pipe were all skin injuries, and the real bleeding place was on the face... It didn't affect it at all!
"Same..." He spoke lightly, pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes filled with unseen tenderness, and then he directly raised his feet, ignoring the complicated and varied looks of everyone outside, and carried her back to the car.
"Do you want to eat?" The car slid into the rain curtain, Qin Muyuan carefully controlled the steering wheel, turned over and added, "You didn't eat anything for lunch..."
Although he always maintained a cold attitude towards her, he could not help but watch her every move - he could clearly observe how much she ate at noon.
"No need..." Looking at the rain and fog outside, as well as the rain pouring down from the car window, Tong Yao's thoughts were a little dazed, his eyes looked blankly ahead, and he didn't speak for a long time.
After the turmoil, her mood returned to calm again, and she couldn't help but think about the murder that happened to her.
Her morals and ethics absolutely prevent her from killing someone and still taking it calmly...
"You..." Licking his dry lips, Tong Yao finally spoke, breaking the silence in the carriage, "You take me to the police station? Okay?"
suburbs
The abandoned factory building that was supposed to be sparsely populated was now crowded with police cars. The yellow cordon was drawn in a wide circle, blocking out all the villagers who came to watch in the rain——
"It is said that someone died inside! I wonder who died?" Onlooker A said curiously, leaning under someone else's umbrella to inquire.
"That's right! He died miserably. He was beaten to death!"
"I heard it was a man. I wonder who discovered it? So many cars came at once. It is said that even the new mayor came!"
"The new leader must be concerned..."
The villagers were chattering endlessly. The noisy discussions outside, coupled with the sound of heavy rain, suddenly plunged the outside of the factory into the hustle and bustle of a morning market.
Inside the factory, the atmosphere was obviously much more solemn——
"The deceased male, 35 years old, named Zhang Qiang, was an unemployed person from a neighboring village. It is said that he was a gangster and had connections with the underworld." The forensic doctor was rummaging through the body and doing preliminary identification. "The time of death is estimated to be two hours ago. The cause of death is
It was a hit on the head.”
"On his forehead?" Qin Qiaotian looked at the ferocious corpse on the ground without hesitation, pointing to the purple wound on his forehead and the stone that fell next to it, "was it smashed?"
"No, it was a serious injury caused by falling to the ground." As the forensic doctor spoke, he turned Zhang Qiang's head over, allowing people to see clearly the large bloody hole behind his head. "For specific circumstances, we need to take the body back for examination."
Taking off his rubber gloves, the forensic doctor called the accompanying people in, wrapped the body and carried it out. He took a step forward out of curiosity: "Mayor, how did you know there was a murder here?"
He suddenly brought a team of police officers out, and later called him as a forensic doctor... This mayor is so amazing? How did he know that something was going to happen here?
"I'm looking for someone." Qin Qiao said with a snort, frowning, and his brows were full of annoyance - this person died on the ground, what about Tong Yao? Who threw the stone? If it was someone else, then
It means that Tong Yao is in danger; if it is Tong Yao, it means that he killed someone...
Either way, it's definitely not good news!
"Mayor Qin, I've discovered something!" Just as he was frowning and thinking, a shout of surprise came from next to him...