An hour later, Mingxi finally arrived at the hospital. She turned her head to look at the burden who was sleeping soundly in the car, and then whispered to Yi: "Yi, wait for me here, I'll be back soon!"
Although Yi was worried, he thought that nothing would happen in the hospital, so he nodded and said, "Mingxi, come back soon!"
Mingxi nodded, opened the car door and entered the hospital.
She had been to this hospital once before, so she still had an impression of Mr. Nangong's ward. Based on her impression, Ruoxi walked towards the fourth floor of the inpatient department in small steps.
As soon as she arrived at the fourth floor, Mingxi immediately felt that something was wrong. Looking at the empty corridor, her beautiful eyes narrowed vigilantly. She remembered that when she came here last time, there were many bodyguards distributed in every corner of this floor. Why this time
Mingxi was puzzled, so she walked out of the elevator and walked towards the hospital cautiously. She was confused. If it was Mr. Nangong who wanted to see her, at least someone would have brought her to the hospital. But since she entered the hospital, no one had paid any attention to her.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong, so I couldn't help but quicken my pace.
When she reached the door of the ward, Mingxi knocked on it and whispered, "Mr. Nangong, I'm Mingxi!"
After waiting at the door for a few minutes, there was no sound in the ward, so Mingxi gently pushed the door open to see what was going on inside. However, the moment she pushed the door open, a pungent smell of blood hit her face.
Mingxi froze, stood at the door for a few seconds, and then immediately strode in. However, the scene in the ward left her dumbfounded.
Old Mr. Nangong stared at Mingxi with his eyes wide open. He was covered in blood and his breathing became rapid when he saw Mingxi coming. It was not known whether it was because of excitement or some other reason, but his face looked a little hideous.
Mingxi was frightened and instinctively took a few steps back, but for some reason, she gritted her teeth and walked in.
"Mr. Nangong, what happened?" Mingxi asked anxiously. While checking Mr. Nangong's wound, she looked at him worriedly.
Mingxi quickly pulled open his bed sheet, and saw several shocking bloody wounds. The bright red blood flowed from his wounds onto the bed sheet and finally dripped onto the ground.
Ming Xi was dumbfounded, looking at the fatal wound close to her heart, her face turned pale, and she frowned and looked at Mr. Nangong with sympathy. Her eyes fell on the three-inch long knife used for killing that was stained with blood next to his pillow.
Mr. Nangong seemed to notice Mingxi's gaze, so he shouted with great effort from his hoarse throat: "No... knife... knife..."
knife?!
Listening to Mr. Nangong shouting "knife" over and over again, is there something wrong with the knife? Can we find the murderer who killed him
Thinking of this, Mingxi reached out to grab the knife. When Mr. Nangong saw Mingxi grabbing the knife, he suddenly became very excited, and his hoarse and terrified voice rang out in the room, "Don't... Don't..."
Seeing that Mingxi had already grabbed the knife, Mr. Nangong shouted "Yiyi Yaya" in despair, his dirty eyes filled with fear, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Mingxi looked at the knife carefully and found nothing unusual. She turned her head slightly to look at Mr. Nangong and was about to ask something, but suddenly an alarm sounded in the ward.
Hearing the alarm, Mingxi was startled, and then looked at the electrocardiogram instrument placed beside the bed in panic. It slowly turned into a straight line. She stared at Mr. Nangong with wide eyes, and finally died.
For some reason, Mingxi felt suddenly overwhelmed when she saw Mr. Nangong dying beside her. She looked straight at Mr. Nangong and thought of the painful look on Nangong Qi's face when he knew about this. For a moment, Mingxi didn't know what to do.
She held the knife tightly in her hand. The knife was stained with Mr. Nangong's blood and was sticky.
Mingxi stood in the room for a few seconds before she realized something. She wanted to turn around and leave the ward, but just as she took a step forward, she heard impatient footsteps outside the room, and then the door of the ward was pushed open forcefully...
A group of doctors rushed in and saw Mingxi covered in blood with a weapon in his hand. They were all shocked. They stared at Mingxi in horror, and one of the doctors shouted, "Murder, murder... Call the police... Call the police..."
A doctor had already rushed out of the ward.
Mingxi shook her head. Suddenly, no less than ten doctors came in, almost filling up the ward. Mingxi stared with her eyes wide open, seeing the anger in their eyes, she suddenly realized why Mr. Nangong kept emphasizing this knife.
Did he mean for her not to take the knife
Mingxi looked at the knife in her hand with horror. Thinking that it was covered with her fingerprints, Mingxi's hand trembled, and the knife fell to the ground with a "snap..." sound, making a clear and pleasant sound.
When everyone saw Mingxi's knife fall to the ground, they all rushed towards her.
Seeing their extremely unfriendly expressions, Mingxi opened her mouth to explain something, but before she could open her mouth, several figures rushed in from the door again...
Mingxi looked up at the door and saw Nangong Qi and Lin Yue rushing in one after another, then saw Xiao Han leaning lazily against the door frame, and finally saw a figure vaguely appearing at the door.
The first thing Nangong Qi said when he ran in was to ask loudly, "How is my father?" He had just been rescued from Xiao Zan, and before he had time to go home, he rushed to see his father. However, as soon as he arrived at the hospital, he heard that his father had been killed.
Among the doctors who rushed in just now, three tried to rescue him, but they shook their heads and said, "Master Nangong, I'm sorry, Mr. Nangong has already..."
When Nangong Qi heard this, he felt as if a thunderbolt had struck him hard on the top of his head. He looked through the gap in the crowd and saw his father's appearance, and his eyes could not help but turn red.
Mingxi stood there for an unknown amount of time. She took a few steps forward, wanting to explain something, but before she could even take a step, Nangong Qi's roar came over her, "Han Mingxi, why did you kill my father? Why?"
Mingxi was frightened by Nangong Qi's roar. She had never seen Nangong Qi so horrible. In the past, he was particularly doting on her. Every time he saw her, he would show a gentle smile, just like a real brother treating his own sister.
"Brother, it's not me!" Mingxi couldn't help but redden her eyes when she saw Nangong Qi's sad and painful look.
"Han Mingxi..." Nangong Qi looked at the pitiful face in front of him and suddenly felt very sick. Thinking about their first meeting until now, he suddenly felt very heartbroken.
"Brother, it really wasn't me. You have to believe me. I was..." Mingxi wanted to explain something, but it seemed so pale and powerless. She looked up at Lin Yue, but Lin Yue just frowned and looked at her with disappointment. She looked at Xiao Han again and saw her leaning against the door frame, her eyes were so calm that there was no trace of waves. Through Xiao Han, Mingxi could vaguely see someone standing outside the door. If she guessed correctly, that person should be Xue Qijing.
Thinking of Xue Qijing, Mingxi felt that breathing became very difficult. If it was the old him, he would immediately rush out, protect her behind him, and then shout back that it must not be her who did it. However, now he just stood outside the door and watched coldly.
Mingxi suddenly grinned coldly. If she had known someone was framing her, she should not have come to the hospital.
What is the relationship between her and Mr. Nangong? Ha, nothing at all. She must have had a brain cramp to be stupid enough to run to the hospital.