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A slightly pungent smell of disinfectant floated in the white ward, the air was silent and stagnant, as if blocked by something, only the old-fashioned wall clock on the wall ticked the time, mechanically and rigidly.

This is the scene when Lu Zhe met Cui Ning for the second time.

After not seeing him for a few days, Cui Ning has lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets are deep, and even fine wrinkles have grown out.She was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, loosely twisting a roll of toilet paper in her long and slender fingers, staring forward with slack eyes, as if she was staring at Yu Feng in front of her, and also seemed to be looking at everyone.

This woman is actually young. According to the information, she is 40 years old this year.For women, 40 years old is a mature age. They are like a glass of red wine that has been fermented by the years, with a rich and mellow aroma. At the age of 40, the rough jade of a woman is polished to crystal clear, round and smooth. At this age, they should be The most feminine time.

However, Cui Ning in front of him was as decadent as a woman in her fifties and sixties, and she had long since lost the mature charm of a woman.When facing her, Lu Zhe always looked at her deep wrinkles unconsciously, he thought it shouldn't be like this.

I don't know how long it took, Cui Ning's fingers twisting the toilet paper twitched slightly, and looked around the people in the ward as if he just came to his senses, his eyes were blank: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

"Stabilize your emotions first, we don't mean to blame you." Yu Feng was polite, "Please tell us clearly what happened to No. 13 that night, and why did you help Wang Zhuo lie and cover it up?"

Cui Ning's fingers twitched unconsciously again, and she lowered her head as if suddenly losing strength, speaking very slowly in a low voice: "After the lung cancer was detected at the beginning of the year, I advised Lao Zhuo to quit his job and concentrate on recuperating. No, after finishing the chemotherapy, he ran to the company every three days. A few weeks ago, he went through the discharge procedures by himself, and stayed at home for a few days to be with our mother and wife at ease. After a few days, he went to the company again, saying Mr. Lan was short of a driver, and he couldn't find a suitable one. He was happy to drive for Mr. Lan, and he would go to work again... Lan is always a good person. God settles the salary for Lao Zhuo, and the salary is very high, just to help us."

"NO.13 That day, Lao Zhuo went to work as before, and returned home after delivering Mr. Lan in the evening. It was around seven o'clock. .Later he asked for an insulin for me, pulled me into the room alone, and said a lot of things like explaining the funeral. I was terrified, and he didn't say anything when I asked him. , no matter what happens, you have to say that you don’t know, don’t know..." At this point, Cui Ning’s eyes suddenly turned red, and tears flowed down immediately, "But I didn’t expect goodbye to be like this... Lao Zhuo said Accidents may happen, but I really can't accept this accident..."

An Bowei explained in a low voice next to Lu Zhe: "Cui Ning suffers from diabetes, and insulin is always kept at home...Wang Zhuo died of insulin overdose."

"When did you find out the real cause of Wang Zhuo's death?" Yu Feng asked patiently.

"When I was alone with him." Cui Ning wiped the corners of his eyes with the toilet paper, his eyes were lost. "After you all went out, Lao Zhuo actually woke up once..."

"He said 'don't say anything', and then put the insulin..." Cui Ning choked up again, "This is his last wish, I can't explain it to you...but I believe someone must have killed Lao Zhuo ...someone must have killed him..."

Cui Ning's emotions collapsed again, and he covered his face and began to cry. Yu Feng gently put a pack of tissues beside the bed, and waved to the other people in the ward.

……

"The situation is like this." Yu Feng dismissed the others, took An Baiwei and Lu Zhe aside, and spread his hands helplessly, "The doctor has confirmed that Wang Zhuo died of insulin overdose, and the bag of yellow liquid was passed The identification contains a small amount of yellow ink, which is purely used to bluff people... We guess that there should be people related to this incident in the hospital, but it is still being investigated for the time being."

"According to what Cui Ning said, there is a high possibility that Wang Zhuo was in the company on the day of NO. "Yu Feng yawned, "I haven't slept well in the past few days, so I'll go first."

"Wait a minute." Amber clicked his tongue slightly, "It's just time to take Lu Zhe home. He lives in Hongfei's mansion."

Lu Zhe: "..."

He glanced at Amber with no expression, but finally chose to remain silent.After all, he didn't want to reveal the cohabitation with An Baiwei at all, and there was nothing wrong with going home one after the other, not to mention that An Baiwei came here by car, so he could drive home by himself.

But for some reason, he felt a little blocked in his heart.

Yu Feng had no objection: "Okay."

An Bai smiled inexplicably: "Then goodbye, see you tomorrow, Xiao Lu."

"..." Lu Zhe didn't even bother to look at him, and turned away.

Afterwards, Yu Feng was a little puzzled, raised his chin to indicate Lu Zhe's direction, and asked An Baiwei in a low voice: "What's the matter? Are you having trouble again? Let me tell you, although Xiao Lu doesn't talk coldly, he does He's a good boy, he just came back, you can't..."

"Why are you twittering?" Amber glanced at him helplessly, "It's not as complicated as you think, so let's go now, I have something else to do."

"I'm really leaving. There's nothing you can't get through with the young man. If you talk more about it, you'll be fine..."

An Bo picked his ear slightly, really felt that Yu Feng was possessed by the aunts in the vegetable market recently, so he could only nod his head perfunctorily. If Yu Feng was not so sleepy, he felt that this person could really educate him till night.

Seeing the backs of Lu Zhe and Yu Feng completely disappear from sight, An Baiwei turned slowly to the outpatient building with his pockets in his hands, climbed several floors one after another, and entered the psychiatric department with ease, walking slowly Looking at the names of the experts attending today's consultation, until he saw "Yang Lepei", he pushed open the door of 307.

The small consulting room is clean and bright, except for the necessary desks and chairs, there are a few pots of green plants on the window sills, and the person on the swivel chair is a small one, holding hot tea and reading a newspaper, and he is not surprised to see An Baiwei come in. He just held the thick bottom of the bottle on the bridge of his nose, pursed his lips and smiled: "A rare customer."

Amber twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and without being polite to him at all, he pulled the swivel chair opposite and sat down: "Is the little life very nourishing?"

Yang Lepei put down the tea in his hand, poured a new cup and pushed it to An Baiwei, with a smile on his face: "It's okay, please go away."

Amber glanced at him slightly. Yang Lepei is over 30 years old this year, but he has a very young face with big and bright eyes. He has a small frame and is about 1.7 meters tall. He has such a baby face It's really not convincing at all to speak harshly to people.

"I have nothing to do and I'll come to you for tea." An Bowei said slowly, "Do you believe it yourself?"

Yang Lepei looked at him with her chin up, and asked vaguely after a while, "What happened to your Lu Zhe?"

"The sleeping pills were stopped as you said, and he smoked less." Amber paused slightly, frowning, "But I always feel that this is not a problem, Lu Zhe can't sleep for a few days I felt so good, I smoked whenever I had the chance, and I smoked harder."

"Didn't you say that he smoked very hard before..." Yang Lepei took out a certain medical record in front of him and looked through it, "I remember it started in the past month, right?"

Amber Micro acquiesced.

"It was fine before, why did something happen recently? I told you earlier, something must have happened recently, if you ask Lu Zhe, you don't want to ask." Yang Lepei murmured, "I'll tell you, what happened in his heart? That hurdle must be passed, if not, this hurdle will definitely become a time bomb..."

His voice suddenly rose: "Forget it, forget it, you won't listen to me, I have to pamper you, I can't get in the way of your family."

Amber sighed lightly and inaudibly, and slowly fell down and lay on his arms.

Yang Lepei couldn't bear it, so he rolled up the newspaper and poked him: "It's still the same thing, Lu Zhe still needs to smoke less. He must maintain a good physical condition to deal with possible accidents that may happen next. Of course, sleeping pills are absolutely necessary. You can’t eat any more. You two have been living together for three years. He must have developed a certain degree of psychological dependence on you. You have to learn to guide him into a sleep state. Simply put, it is to coax him to sleep. I can put the words here for you Well, if he takes those messy medicines again, it will definitely damage the nervous system, and it may not show up in a short time, but it is very likely to cause some mental illness after a long time, and I don't know when it will burst out— ——Your Lu Zhe already has a difficult heart, and his recent continuous smoking is a clear signal——If he doesn't handle it well, he may completely collapse when facing that obstacle."

Amber lowered his head slightly and remained silent.

"I have no objection to you asking him to return to the Ministry of Criminal Justice, but remember not to push him into a hurry. Don't push him to death in any aspect or anything, or you can wait for Lu Zhe to become black." Yang Lepei scratched Scratching the newspaper in his hand, he panicked, "You haven't let me see Lu Zhe, I can't have a full control over his condition, these are just my speculations... how about it, do you want me to talk to Lu Zhe?" Can he have a face-to-face in-depth exchange?"

Amber was silent for a while, then slowly shook his head.

Yang Lepei sighed: "Lu Zhe knew the truth of the matter, but he didn't want to face it, so he subconsciously distorted the truth... This kind of fact can't be rushed. If he wants to smoke, you give him the limit. He can't sleep. You just coax him to sleep, if it doesn’t work, you go into battle with a gun, and when he gets tired, he will naturally fall asleep.”

Amber opened his eyes slightly, and looked at Yang Lepei coldly: "Stop talking nonsense."

Yang Lepei leaned over gossipingly: "Isn't it true that my security team hasn't got anyone yet?"

"...It's none of your business." An Baiwei's head hurts when he remembered Lu Zhe's defense against him after confessing his confession, and Yang Lepei poked the sore spot suddenly, and his face became even more stinky.

"It's none of my business." Yang Lepei surrendered, "But to be honest, I think something must have happened to Lu Zhe. It has been fine for the past three years, why did it suddenly fall into the past again? "

When Lu Zhe was mentioned, An Baiwei remained silent again.

"You'd better ask him." Yang Lepei emphasized again, "Dude, I'm not joking with you. If something shakes Lu Zhe's foundation, it is definitely a meteorite that broke his psychological defense line, meteorite..."

What Yang Lepei said later gradually faded in An Baiwei's ears. He was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly murmured: "What Lu Zhe is most proud of...is his marksmanship."

Yang Lepei paused slightly, and asked carefully after a while: "How is Lu Zhe's marksmanship now?"

"...I don't know." As soon as these four words came out, An Baiwei hugged his head suddenly, and clenched his fingers tightly, "I was negligent... I have been ignoring this point..."

"I think so, you'd better find some time to test it." Yang Lepei paused, then tapped his finger on the table, "Combined with his condition, I think it must have something to do with his marksmanship."