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When Wen Dao returned to the ward, he saw Wei Chao stretching out his hand and looking at him and smiling, feeling pain in his heart, Wen Dao walked over to hold it, Wei Chao asked, "Did Mom say anything?"

"Small things." Wen Dao shook his head, "How about something to eat?"

Wei Chao shook his hand: "You feed me."

"Yeah." Wen Dao opened the insulation box, "The doctor said that you can eat some porridge today, white porridge, okay?"

Wei Chao nodded, in fact, he has no appetite. "You feed me and I'll eat." After speaking, he coughed twice.

I heard that I fed him spoonful by spoonful, but I couldn't swallow it after eating less than half a bowl, and my mouth was bitter and astringent.

Wendao put down the bowl, poured him a glass of warm water to rinse his mouth, turned off the light, and let him lie down to rest.Wei Chao grabbed Wen Dao's hand and said, "Are you really tired today?" It was mental, the pressure and panic of someone making trouble, and the fear and worry of Wei Chao being shot.But Wei Chao is the most tiring and painful one.

Wen Dao shook his head, and then Wei Chao said: "This is pretty good." I am very glad that I was shot, if that bullet shot straight at you like that, I might really go crazy.

Wen Dao covered his mouth: "If you have something to do, I...I really..."

Wei Chao ran his thumb along the back of his hand: "I'm here, I'm fine."

In the dark, I heard that I put my hand on Wei Chao's chest, and it was the heartbeat of my beloved.Wei Chao was very tired, but he still said softly: "In the future, I will ask Zhou Quan to find someone to follow you, okay. I haven't found this person yet, so I don't worry."

Wen Dao gently caressed his cheek: "Don't always think about me, think about yourself more, okay?"

Wei Chao smiled: "How can I take care of my wife?"

Wen Dao lay beside him, the smell of alcohol disinfectant was no match for Wei Chao's familiar smell, he sniffed lightly, and then smiled very shallowly.

Wei Chao made an inch of it: "You laughed, how about calling me husband?"

Hearing this, he froze, the light from the small desk lamp sprinkled on half of his hair, the skin on the back of his neck was slightly white and soft, but now he could see crimson.He moved his lips, and finally choked out a sentence: "Stop talking, take a rest."

Seeing him, Wei Chao was too ashamed to turn his head around, and continued to tease him: "Ah Wen, I'm hurt..."

Wen Dao turned sideways, got up and kissed him: "Then have a good rest." After a pause, he added, "Good boy."

Wei Chao was very helpful: "Well, I'm at a disadvantage." He moved to the side again, "I won't listen to 'husband' when you hug me to sleep."

The bed is not narrow, but Wen Dao is still afraid of squeezing him, of course Wei Chao knows what he is thinking, "What if I can't sleep if you don't hug me?"

Hearing that he compromised, he got on the bed lightly, and then hugged Wei Chao, lest he fall asleep and touch the wound.

In fact, Wei Chao felt dizzy, his wound hurt, his whole body had no strength, and the person he liked cuddled with him, and soon fell asleep, but he was very restless.Wen Dao turned on the light, but didn't close his eyes, just guarding him like that, like what Wei Chao did when they slept together for the first time.Occasionally he would have a fever, Wei Chao frowned tightly, even though he knew it was normal, Wen Dao was still very worried.

The old folks rushed over early the next morning. After the doctor checked the situation, there was no other problem, so just cooperate with the treatment.After a while, Chi Lang, Hao Beimi, Jiang Sheng, and Su Ke also came to visit. Wei Chao's spirit is not very good, and it's best to rest in peace, because he can't deal with too many people, so these are the ones who are relatively close.Xu Huizhu said that these people came to greet them and asked Wen Dao to solve the matter that day.

On the way to see the woman's daughter, Tang Ming briefly explained to him what he learned yesterday.

The woman's name is Zhao Zhenlan, 30 years old, and her ex-husband Wu Xiaofeng divorced three years ago. Her daughter Zhao Xinle followed her father, but Wu Xiaofeng died of gas poisoning soon after. Wu Xiaofeng's parents refused to raise Zhao Xinle, and Zhao Xinle followed Zhao Zhenlan again.The night before yesterday at [-] o'clock in the evening, Zhao Xinle packed a crayfish in Youwei. Zhao Xinle started to show symptoms around [-] o'clock in the morning, and then his condition deteriorated rapidly, so he called an ambulance.After treatment, there is basically no serious problem now, Zhao Zhenlan behaved very strangely, after going back yesterday, she was always concerned about whether Wen Dao was frightened.The police have already intervened in this matter. The strangeness of Zhao Zhenlan's food poisoning incident, coupled with the shooting case, the popularity of Wei Chao and Wen Dao is enough to alarm the city bureau.

Wen Dao had just arrived at the Municipal People's Hospital, and there were crowds of reporters at the door, asking roughly three types of questions—how to explain the poisonous food, whether there were any enemies that could be imagined, what was the situation in the Wei Dynasty, and what was the relationship with the Wei Dynasty.Wen Dao didn't answer at all, and went straight to the inpatient department.

Zhao Zhenlan was sitting in front of the window, looking out of the window in a daze, while her daughter was still pale and fast asleep.

Zhao Zhenlan didn't move when he heard someone coming in. Zheng Tao, one of Wei Chao's subordinates, was about to make a sound, when he heard a gesture to signal him not to worry.Several people stood still, Wen Dao looked at Zhao Zhenlan, different from yesterday, her hair was messed up and her shoulders were broken.After a while, Zhao Zhenlan turned her head suddenly, saw Wen Dao's eyes shoot out a strong light, and then jumped from the chair to Wen Dao.Zheng Tao immediately stepped forward to stop her, and Zhao Zhenlan seemed to realize something suddenly, then she stood up straight, straightened her hair, said respectfully and infatuatedly: "I am very worried, you are finally here."

Wen Dao patted Zheng Tao on the shoulder: "It's okay." Zheng Tao retreated behind him, then Wen Dao looked at Zhao Zhenlan, his tone was almost cold: "I'm sure your daughter has food poisoning, can I have a look at the specific report? "She didn't give any evidence when the incident happened yesterday, she just held up a huge photo of her daughter lying on the hospital bed, and then someone asked her what she was doing, and she told those people in a low voice that her daughter ate something from this store He was poisoned, so everyone started to make a fuss.But yesterday was the weekend, there are hundreds if not thousands of people who eat in Youwei, and no one except them has complained about food problems.

Zhao Zhenlan lowered her head but asked, "Do you believe me?"

Wen Dao looked out the window: "Of course I only believe in evidence."

Zheng Tao and the others were calm on the face, but they were clamoring in their hearts: Judging from the current situation, Wen Sheng should be unreasonable, but why is this President Wen so pushy, he insisted on controlling the field, this kind of unreasonable, and Wei Wei There is always a fight.

Zhao Zhenlan looked at him and sighed in a low voice: "You are really good." The words were exactly the same.

Wen Dao twitched the corners of his mouth, with a cold-blooded appearance: "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Ms. Zhao."

When Zhao Zhenlan saw his expression, she was so obsessed that she couldn't move her eyes any longer. Hearing this, she felt very uncomfortable, and said indifferently: "Miss Zhao, may I take the liberty to wake up your daughter?"

But without her nodding, Zhao Xinle had already called "Mom".

The little girl didn't seem to be afraid of strangers, and repeatedly looked at Wen Dao and the others.Zhao Zhenlan didn't answer Zhao Xinle, she didn't even seem to hear her voice, she said earnestly: "You guys go quickly." Then she said to Wen Dao devoutly and expectantly: "No one can defile you."

Wen Dao had some thoughts in his mind, frowned, and was about to ignore her to say hello to Zhao Xinle, but Zhao Xinle asked him first: "Brother, do you have something to tell me?"

Zhao Zhenlan raised her hands to cover her face, making a final struggle: "You go, please."

Wen Dao was more and more puzzled, but he didn't show it.He even smiled and pulled the chair over to sit by the bed and asked, "Hello, Lele."

"I have a bad stomach," the crisp voice is now small, "it's uncomfortable to have someone go in here." She pointed to her throat.

"Really?" Wen Dao frowned to comfort her, "It won't hurt in the future."

Zhao Xinle said with a smile: "Mom won't let me eat uncooked green vegetables."

Zhao Zhenlan's eyes flustered, she didn't dare to look at Wendao again.

"Did Lele eat fried meat that night?"

Zhao Xinle giggled: "Brother, you are so smart."

Wen Dao had a gentle smile: "Then Lele, tell brother, is there any green vegetables in the meat?"

"Yeah," Zhao Xinle kept nodding, then shook his head again, "It's not tasty."

"Does it smell bad?"

"Because I'm not familiar with it?" Zhao Xinle asked with her head tilted.

Wen Dao reached out and touched her messy braid: "Yes, those are green beans, Lele, you can't eat uncooked food anymore, okay?"

Zhao Xinle nodded obediently: "Okay."

Wen Dao stood up: "Miss Zhao, I think you need to give everyone an explanation."

Zhao Zhenlan shook her head with tears all over her face and begged, "No, I won't hurt you, I just want to see you, I just want to see you...really, really!" At the end of the speech, her eyes widened and her eyes were full of panic , as if afraid of something.

Wen Dao had some guesses in his mind, and then he verified: "I will not see you again, the police have already intervened in this incident, and I will ask a lawyer to talk to you next."

Zhao Zhenlan slumped to the ground, trying to grab Wen Dao's trouser legs, but Zheng Tao had already separated them.

She whispered: "I don't, I just want to see you, don't hate me..."

At this time, Xu Huizhu called and said that the police from the Municipal Bureau were in Changkang and asked Wei Chao to take notes, saying that it was best for the two parties to be together.

By the time they heard it, they had already started.Xu Huizhu and others waited outside the door, and when they entered, Wei Chao's expression was still not good. He leaned against the head of the bed, his right hand was hanging stiffly by the pillow, and his left hand was rubbing his chin.

Seeing Wen Dao coming in, Wei Chao put down his hands and shouted with a smile, "Ah Wen, you're back."

Wen Dao nodded, and the three people beside him didn't seem surprised by their familiarity.

"Hi, I'm Song Yan, captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Yazhou City Public Security Bureau. I'm in charge of this shooting case. Can you explain anything?" The speaker stood up and shook hands with Wen Dao. He looked like he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and got straight to the point.This man was about the same height as Wei Chao, and his temperament was also quite similar, with handsome features, not like a policeman, but like a rich man, with a hint of arrogance.

Wen Dao sat down: "At that time, someone was making trouble in Wen Sheng, and I was taking the client Zhao Zhenlan to the hospital to visit her daughter. When we got to the door," Wen Dao glanced at Wei Chao, still a little scared, "Wei Chao suddenly rushed out to replace me. Stopped the bullet."

Song Yan nodded: "Mr. Wei also said just now that he saw someone holding a gun against Mr. Wen at the gate of Wensheng. Can you describe to us the specific appearance of that person?"

"He was wearing a mask and a peaked cap, and the place where he was standing was a bit dark, so he couldn't see clearly." Wei Chao thought about it carefully, "But he was about 1.7 meters tall, and he was holding a gun in his left hand."

"Left hand?" Song Yan looked at the staff who came with him, "What is the name of the psychopath that Xiao Fang said was caught in the police station not long ago?"

"Captain Song, Jiang Liang."

Song Yan rolled his eyes: "No, I'm talking about what does he call himself?"

"God left." The person who took the record said casually.

"Yes." Song Yan patted the other party's head with a smile, in exchange for a sharp look from the other party.But Captain Song was in a better mood, stood up and was about to leave, and said to Wei Chao and the others: "You guys, wait for a while, as for us, we have almost understood, and we will step up efforts to find this person for you when we go back." .”

Some perfunctory, Wen Dao didn't say anything, just felt a little uncomfortable, but Wei Chao couldn't do it.

He leaned against the bedside and asked lazily: "Captain Song, are you done with your understanding now? You can learn from the monitoring, so I won't bother you to go there yourself. Let me tell you earlier, I can still talk to Wen Let’s discuss it and send you a copy in person.” The sarcasm was straightforward, Song Yan seemed to have rarely been provoked like this, and raised his eyebrows: “Mr. Wei, what do you mean by this? Why don't I ask you guys to get to the bottom of it?"

Wei Chao stretched out one hand: "Coping with things and cherishing time are two different things. Since Captain Song has become the official of the parents of the people, he has to maintain the safety of this side. Besides, Lu Ting and Wen Sheng are big taxpayers in the city. After being shot, you just act like this, saying you want to find this person for us?" Wei Chao repeated mockingly, "For us?"

Song Yan actually laughed out loud, and sat down a little angrily, Wei Chao raised his eyelids and looked at him.

"Okay, then tell me more about it."

Unexpectedly, Wen Dao was not polite, and really explained Zhao Zhenlan's affairs in detail.

Song Yan was a little angry at first, but he couldn't help frowning after hearing this.