Outside the window, the sun was shining brightly. Li Xiangnan walked out of the temporary office and stretched out his hand to block the sunlight. Only then did he realize that he had slept a lot and it was already noon.

Without hesitation, he walked towards the prison infirmary.

When I stepped into the intensive care isolation ward again, the smell of disinfectant was still strong.

Shen Yujing's condition was worse than last night.

His sallow face revealed a deathly gray, his eye sockets were sunken like a skull, his breathing was weak and rapid, and every inhalation was accompanied by the difficult rise and fall of his chest.

The nasal oxygen tube and infusion tube connected his remaining life.

He is like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time.

This situation is obviously deeply related to the logic behind the poisoning case.

When he saw Li Xiangnan coming in, a faint light strangely ignited in his originally empty eyes, with a kind of last flicker of clarity and... a strange calmness.

Lu Dingkun, Wang Dong and Liu Yishou saw Li Xiangnan come in, nodded to him, then tactfully retreated and closed the door gently.

There were only two people left in the ward.

Dead silence, with only the monotonous beeping of the monitor.

Shen Yujing's lips moved, and she managed to speak in a hoarse voice with great difficulty: "...The...superiors...agreed...?"

Li Xiangnan walked to the bedside, looked at this once invincible opponent who was now on his deathbed, and nodded. "Yes. Your case will be handled swiftly according to the law."

A trace of extremely complex emotions flashed in Shen Yujing's eyes, like relief, but also like deeper sorrow.

He twitched his lips, as if trying to smile, but only a twisted arc formed. "...Okay...Okay...Finally...It's...almost...over..."

He gasped, gathering his last bit of strength, his eyes fixed on Li Xiangnan. Yesterday's despair and pleading were no longer in his eyes. Instead, there was only a settled, naked, almost paranoid hatred, as clear as a poisoned dagger.

"Has Uncle Song been here?" Li Xiangnan asked softly.

"No."

Shen Yujing opened his mouth in confusion and turned to look out the window. "Wen Xianping is here... around ten o'clock..."

Li Xiangnan nodded, walked to the window, pushed it open, calmly lit a cigarette, and stood near the window smoking.

"Uncle Song said, you want to see me?"

"...Li...Xiang...Nan..."

After a soft "hmm," every word he spoke seemed to be squeezed out from his broken lungs, carrying a strong smell of blood and deep-seated resentment. "...Do you... know... why... I... hate... you... so... much?"

Li Xiangnan was slightly stunned.

He never delved into this issue.

He always believed that his conflict with Shen Yujing was Shen Yujing's way of eliminating dissidents.

Could it be... there is a deeper reason?

Shen Yujing seemed to see through his doubts, and the paranoid hatred in her eyes burned even more fiercely, mixed with the pain and jealousy that had been suppressed for many years.

"...Because...Lin...Chu...Qiao..." He almost gritted his teeth and used the last of his strength to spit out the name.

Lin Chuqiao?!

Li Xiangnan's breathing suddenly stopped!

This name was like a bolt of lightning, splitting open his dusty memories!

That ex-wife who was once gentle and bright, but ultimately ended up in a sad separation due to differences in philosophies?!

Li Xiangnan knew that Shen Yujing had connections with the Lin family. He had also heard Lin Weimin mention that Shen Yujing had once lived in the staff housing complex and knew that Shen Yujing and Lin Chuqiao had known each other for a long time.

Moreover, when we were working on the schistosomiasis project in Lijia Village that year, Shen Yujing, Lin Chuqiao, and Lin Weiguo were all in the project team...

But what does Shen Yujing's hatred for herself have to do with Lin Chuqiao?

Li Xiangnan was deeply puzzled.

Shen Yujing stared at the momentary astonishment and shock on Li Xiangnan's face, and a twisted sense of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, as if he had finally nailed the secret that had tormented him for many years into the other's heart!

“…She…is…the…woman…I…have…loved…all…my…life…”

Shen Yujing's voice was hoarse and broken, but it was filled with an almost crazy obsession, "...but...her...heart...has...always...only...you!...Until...now...it's...still...only...you!"

He was panting violently, his sallow face flushed with a dying red due to excitement, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, filled with resentment, jealousy and hatred that wanted to destroy everything!

"...Even...even...if...you...are...divorced...the...thing...under...her...pillow...is...still...your...wedding...photo...from...that...year!...Ha...ha..." A strange, blood-frothing laugh erupted from his throat, like a broken bellows, filled with endless sadness and mockery.

"???"

Hearing this, Li Xiangnan was shocked.

The photo that he had begged Lin Chuqiao to take at the photo studio was not found at home later, and he thought it was thrown away by his mother.

It turns out that it was with Lin Chuqiao!

He looked at Shen Yujing, stared at each other for a long time, and finally understood everything.

Lin Chuqiao!

She is the woman he loves most!

So, he already knew about his marriage to Lin Chuqiao?

Later, when I divorced Lin Chuqiao, he naturally knew about it?

So after the divorce, he kept hanging around Lin Chuqiao, wanting to continue pursuing her?

Because of a woman, he hates himself to such an extent?

He even used the power in his hands to trip me up time and time again.

Shen Yujing's body twitched violently due to the sudden outburst of emotions and excitement, and the monitor issued a shrill alarm!

"Stop moving!" Li Xiangnan stepped forward and held him down, trying to control his excitement as much as possible.

"Leave me alone! You... Li... Xiang... Nan... why...?!"

He stared at Li Xiangnan intently, his eyes filled with a lifetime of unrequited love, twisted jealousy and deep hatred, as if he wanted to drag this man who had taken away the love of his heart and pushed him into despair into hell!

Lin Chuqiao...

Wedding photos…

Love for a lifetime...

I still love him till now...

Every word of Shen Yujing's dying accusation, filled with resentment and despair, was like a red-hot iron, burning Li Xiangnan's soul fiercely. It completely shattered and merged the emotional memories and this cruel power struggle that he thought he had long forgotten in the most unexpected and heartbreaking way!

Outside the window, the sunlight is dazzling.

And in the ward, all that remained was an extremely heavy emotional scar that was reopened by blood and hatred.

Lin Chuqiao!

This name, suddenly thrown out by Shen Yujing with the last bit of his life's strength, was like a depth bomb, setting off a huge wave in Li Xiangnan's seemingly peaceful life and already complicated situation.

"Shen Yujing, if you asked me to come here just to vent your emotions, I think it's unnecessary. I don't have time to accompany you in such a boring way!"

Li Xiangnan checked the electrocardiogram and confirmed that Shen Yujing's blood pressure was only elevated due to excitement, then he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Don't... don't go, of course not..."

But suddenly, Shen Yujing's tone became almost eager. He stretched out his hand and said urgently:

"I just want to tell you... a love story in Yanjing that I have never told anyone before."

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