He is sick, I am the medicine

A week later, news came from the police that Su Zhun had been found.

To be exact, it was Su Zhun's body.

The body was found in a rental house in a remote area where many migrant workers lived. The landlord of the rental house found Su Zhun dead for a long time and immediately called the police.

The middle-aged police officer drove there immediately. The road had not yet been built, and the road was covered with uneven mud due to the rain the day before yesterday. The middle-aged police officer got off the car and walked to the rental house with yellow mud on his shoes.

The landlord of the rental house is a thin man in his 50s. His rental house was remodeled without permission. Such illegal things are very common here, but when he saw the police, he was still sweating and died. Not only could the business not go on, but it was hard to say whether he would be caught drinking tea. He wiped the cold sweat from his brow, "Hello, officers."

The middle-aged police officer looked around and couldn't help frowning. The environment here is harsh and mixed with fish and dragons. It's no wonder that Su Zhun has lived for so long and has not been found. "Don't fight haha, your account will be settled with you sooner or later, now lead the way."

"Follow me, officer." The thin man knew that he would not be able to escape, so he could only lead the way with a bitter face.

Guided by the thin man, they came to a small room with only one bed in the small space. The middle-aged police officer saw the dead Su Zhun in the toilet. His face was pale, but he looked as if he was asleep. In a bucket, and the water in the bucket has been stained red.

The other police officers immediately began to collect evidence from the surroundings. The middle-aged police officer took a look and left the room. He squatted on the ground and took out a cigarette to smoke.

The middle-aged police officer did not expect to be caught by Jin Xun's words. Although Jin Xun was abroad, he had heard that the other party's detection rate was very high, but...

This was the first time he hoped that Jin Xun's judgment was wrong. He breathed out the smoke deeply. A doctor like Su Zhun who had saved countless patients became a perverted killer. He suddenly felt very tired inside.

Maybe he really should retire.

"Team Zeng, it is confirmed that he died due to excessive bleeding from cutting his veins. There was no sign of struggle at the scene. The preliminary judgment is suicide." A forensic doctor came over and reported.

"Understood." The middle-aged police officer waved his hand.

"There is one other thing..." The forensic doctor paused, "I think the amount of bleeding from the corpse is not normal."

The middle-aged police officer raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"The water in the bucket doesn't feel red enough to me. It stands to reason that the amount of bleeding is enough to dye the water in the bucket deep red."

The middle-aged police officer felt something was wrong when he heard it. Just as he was about to say something, the phone in his pocket rang. The call was from his superior. He motioned to the forensic doctor and picked it up.

During the whole process, the forensic doctor saw the middle-aged police officer's face becoming more and more serious.

After hanging up, the middle-aged police officer stood up, the disappointment and exhaustion in his eyes became more and more obvious, "Let the funeral home drag the corpse away, and prepare to close the team."

The forensic doctor opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "Captain Zeng!"

"Close the team!" The middle-aged policeman said in a tone that could not be refused.

When the phone rang, Jin Xun was putting the camellias he bought into the flower pots. He shoveled the soil and filled them in. He took off his gloves when he heard the ringtone and answered, "Hi, Bureau Chen."

"Xiao Xun... I've already asked Zeng Ze to close the case. You're right. This case has caused a lot of panic. If you hadn't been invited to come, I might not know when it will be found out." Chen Juzhong's angry voice on the other end of the phone came.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the murderer was really Su Zhun. He was such a pious bastard. I had him treat his leg injury back then. He would have to go to the hospital for a re-examination someday."

Jin Xun still had a smile on his face, but his eyes faded. He directly turned on the speaker and continued to shovel the soil, "It's time for Bureau Chen to go to the hospital for a checkup."

"Okay, someday let your father have a meal together when he is free. It's been a long time since I saw you."

"Of course." Jin Xun responded lightly, and Chen Ju said a few more polite words before hanging up the phone.

Jiang Chaqing coded all night last night, and didn't wake up until noon. After washing up, he walked to the living room and saw Jin Xun who was sitting on the balcony tinkering with flowers and plants.

Jiang Chaqing couldn't recognize what kind of flower it was, the pale pink of the petals looked very elegant and fresh, Jin Xun was bathed in the sun with the flower, and once again he felt that Jin Xun's appearance was really irresistible.

Jin Xun saw him and waved to him, "Did you stay up late last night?"

Jiang Chaqing walked over, the sun made him feel comfortable, and he felt drowsy again, squinting his eyes, "I'm used to it, what kind of flower is this?"

"Camellia, like you, has tea in its name, and it is also a kind of flower that can be used as medicine." Jin Xun carefully wiped the soil on the flowerpot with a towel, and then placed it in a sunny area after wiping it clean.

Jiang Chaqing couldn't help admiring it, and suddenly Jin Xun said, "Su Zhun has been found, but he committed suicide in fear of crime when he was found."

Jiang Chaqing didn't realize it all at once. He felt an unprecedented sense of security living in Jin Xun's house these few days. He didn't even think about anything. After digesting the news, he said, "Really...it must be News headlines."

"It's natural, you don't have to worry anymore, I've been worried about you for the past few days." Jin Xun turned his face sideways, his gaze was soft and warm.

Jiang Chaqing didn't know what to say at this moment, he twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, "It's good, I can go home with peace of mind, and I don't need to bother you anymore."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Chaqing saw Jin Xun's eyes were a little sad. He knew that he had said something wrong, and his heart was in a mess, but his face only had a serious look on his lips.

"I've never found it troublesome." Jin Xun's voice was very soft, as if a gust of wind could take it away, but every word hit Jiang Chaqing's heart heavily.

Jin Xun lives across from Jiang Chaqing. That day he took some of his daily necessities and went home straight away. He turned on the computer and saw that the headline news was about Su Zhun's murder. "Clothed beasts" also mentioned a small part of Su Zhun's good deeds, but those comments were quickly sprayed down by angry netizens.

Jiang Chaqing watched the news about committing suicide by cutting his wrists. He really didn't think that Su Zhun would commit suicide. Su Zhun treated people as objects and those he liked as works of art. How could such a person die so ordinary?

Jiang Chaqing let out a heavy breath. No matter what, the matter was over. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of Ning's family. He kept calling Ning Xin's mobile phone and Ning's family number these days, but no one answered. After waiting for a while, I hung up the call in disappointment.

Maybe he should go to Ning's house to see for himself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chaqing immediately changed his clothes and went out. He had just changed when he heard the doorbell ringing outside. He went to open the door and found that it was Jin Xun.

"Are you coming to Su Zhun's funeral?"

Jiang Chaqing finally followed Jin Xun to the cemetery. Su Zhun's parents probably considered Su Zhun's notoriety, and the funeral was very low-key. They stood beside the tombstone with calm faces, but Jiang Chaqing saw them from afar Red eye sockets.

"Are those people relatives and friends of the Su family?" Jiang Chaqing saw those people bowing to the tombstone, the sadness in his eyes was real.

Jin Xun knew more about the inside story than Jiang Chaqing, "The people who came were not relatives of the Su family. Once Su Zhun's incident was reported, those relatives and friends were afraid that they would not catch up. These people were all patients that Su Zhun had helped."

Su Zhun had helped a lot of people, and some of them even came all the way here on purpose, which made the funeral that Su Zhun's parents thought could end very early began to prolong.

In the middle of the journey, Mother Su seemed to be finally unable to restrain herself, she lowered her head and sobbed non-stop, while Father Su could only hug her shoulders with a heavy face, and still thanked every guest.

Everyone's face was full of sadness and doubts. Probably except Su Zhun himself, no one could understand why he would do something to destroy his future.

Jiang Chaqing and the others stood in the distance, and they didn't go over until the funeral was over and the crowd dispersed. Jiang Chaqing looked at the head portrait in front of Su Zhun's tomb, and thought of the crisis that Ning Xin had encountered. The complexion on his face faded, replaced by Indifferent, "He did these things, in the final analysis, he was sick and didn't know it."

Jin Xun stood behind Jiang Chaqing, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile that was not a smile, "I think he knows he is sick, but there is no cure for it, and he is willing to degenerate."

"He can go to a mental hospital for treatment!" Jiang Chaqing blurted out with clenched hands, his tone was unusually excited, he turned to face Jin Xun as if he wanted to say something, but raised his eyes to meet Jin Xun's calm eyes. Words can't come out.

Jin Xun smiled, but the smile was a little more serious, "I understand what you mean, but for Su Zhun, what's the difference between being sent to a mental hospital and lying here?"

"What about you?" A gust of wind blew Jiang Chaqing's bangs in front of his forehead. He looked straight at Jin Xun, and he spoke slowly, as if he was afraid that Jin Xun could not hear clearly, "If you were him, what would you choose? ?”

Jin Xun was silent for a while before raising his head, and replied jokingly, "I choose death."

But Jiang Chaqing didn't think it was funny at all.

A familiar ringtone came from Jiang Chaqing's pocket. He took out his phone and saw Ning Xin on the caller ID. His eyes lit up slightly, "I'll answer the call first."

"En." Jin Xun responded lightly, and Jiang Chaqing went to the distance to answer the phone.The cemetery was very quiet, and Jin Xun could still hear Jiang Chaqing's voice across the distance.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Jin Xun was tall and slender, with a flawless white and handsome face.Suddenly, he looked at the tombstone and smiled strangely.

There was a cold smile in those long and narrow eyes.