The police station called me after a long time, saying that Qi Tang had relapsed due to asthma, and Pei Xiaoting's people beat him up and threw him to the police station and left.
The treatment was a little late, and the suffocation was too long. After being sent to the hospital, she is still incontinent and has not woken up.
I have always had basic sympathy for human beings, but at this moment I have no sympathy for him at all.
I have an extraordinary obsession with my family. If you move me, if you move my family, I will take revenge without any hesitation.
Qi Tang did not wake up, which means that no one can legally accuse Li Lu of the crime. I said to the police, "Understood, if I have evidence, I will provide it as soon as possible."
In fact, it's not that I don't have evidence, and there is a huge piece of evidence - Li Xingchen.
But I couldn't personally send Li Xingchen in.
As long as I speak, Li Xingchen will definitely agree, but if something happens to Li Lu, how could she pass up the chance to bite Li Xingchen
This matter, it seems, can't always come to justice.
When they got home, Qin Lang and Xiaomu were watching cartoons on the sofa, watching The Lion King.
After throwing away the briefcase, I slumped on the sofa, and then a pair of hands pressed down on my waist: "Tired?"
"Well. I really can't find a subordinate who is too workaholic, and I'm dying."
Qin Lang rushed Xiaomu to the room to do her painting homework, then lay down and nibbled on my neck: "It's hard work."
His fingering is really comfortable, very gentle every move, all of them are on the acupuncture points, crisp and numb. I couldn't help but admire: "Where did you learn it?"
"I just glanced at the acupoint diagram."
"Oh..." I sighed, "Others have a good memory but a bad writing, and you are not as good as a bad writing, which makes people jealous."
Qin Lang pinched my waist, then lifted me up, leaned close to my ear, smiled wickedly, and opened a yellow accent: "So, you are so sensitive and cute, I remember it clearly, today I kept thinking about it at work.”
Immediately, my hair froze, and I tried my best to block his mouth, my eyes widening: "You say it again! I...you forget it! Immediately!"
"No. Can't do it."
"Then shut up for me!"
"You were so shy last night..."
"Okay, let's stop making trouble, I remembered something." After a while of making trouble, I remembered the business, turned over and took out Xiaomu's inspection report from my bag.
Before opening it, he let out a breath, hoping that nothing was amiss.
I looked at each item, and I felt relieved when I saw that it was normal, and frowned when I saw something a little strange.
Qin Lang was quiet for a while, and then seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, when it comes to Xiaomu, I always forgot to ask you, didn't you find a family for Xiaomu?"
I was stunned for a moment, Qin Lang threw out something I had never thought of, and I was caught off guard.
The moment I met Xiaomu, I regarded him as a gift exclusively for me. I never thought of helping him find a family and sending him to someone else's home.
"No...he's been wandering all the time...who knows? Maybe, maybe his family died, or maybe the family was too poor and abandoned..." I muttered a few words.
"Lin Xian, I know how much you love Xiaomu, and Xiaomu must love you too. However, there may be a possibility that Xiaomu was abducted and lost? Then, will his family be sad? ?"
Yes, the moment Qi Tang kidnapped Xiaomu, I was going crazy. If it was really the parents of the kidnapped child, I would be heartbroken.
I picked my nails and whispered, "Qin Lang, I'm very selfish. I never thought of helping him find a family, and subconsciously, I didn't want him to leave me. Last time at the painting center, Xiao Mu drew a picture, Above is a faceless woman. He said that everyone else has a mother, so he didn't draw one... I can give him everything, but I can't give him a mother."
Qin Lang patted me on the back: "I understand, let Xiaomu decide for herself."
I lowered my head to read the report again, and looked at it very carefully. Qin Lang couldn't help but interject: "What did you say about Xiaomu's night blindness?"
"He is born with night blindness, but it's not a big problem. The doctor said to add more VA in the future... Other tests seem to be fine, they are all normal. Liver, digestive system, blood... Huh?"
I frowned instantly. Qin Lang felt that something was wrong, so he leaned over to look at it. It was the blood type page. Qin Lang was also surprised: "RH negative blood?!"
It is said that the rare is the most expensive, but the blood type is so rare, but it does not make people happy at all.
I was a little scared after thinking about it: "I knew I should have checked earlier, but luckily I wasn't injured this time, otherwise it would have been too bad! No, Xiaomu's panda blood still worries me. It seems that I have to ask someone to check it out. Contact information for people with rare blood types in Tongcheng!"
On this side, I was anxious in my heart, but Qin Lang began to fall into contemplation on the other side.
I know he looks like this once he starts to think about things, but he will naturally open his mouth when he wants to understand.
"Lin Xian, do you know Xiaomu's exact age?"
I shook my head: "I don't even know about him, but when I brought him back to Lin Yuan, Sister Lan said that he looked like three years old."
"Does he have any birthmarks or something?"
"No."
"Then, when you saw him, did you have something iconic on your body?"
I thought about it: "There is a necklace, but it's not a precious thing, it's a small piece of peach wood to ward off evil spirits, with some patterns drawn on it and some words written on it."
"Are you still there now?"
"I'll look for it." I turned around and rummaged in the cupboard by the door. There was nothing in the cupboard, and I found it immediately. It was a tattered peach wood sign, the corners of which had been soaked in rain and sweat, and were somewhat loose.
Qin Lang took a look and rubbed the words on the peach wood with his fingers, and his eyes were obviously different. He sat up straight and looked at me fixedly, as if he had a lot to say, but he seemed unable to say a word.
I was startled for no reason and swallowed: "You... did you think of something, what?"
"Lin Xian, do you think that Xiao Mu looks a lot like Li Lu?"
At that moment, my senses became very developed.
The overpass outside the window is full of traffic, the nose is full of the fresh smell of aromatics and the freshly bought apples in the kitchen... A mess of information pours in, seems to be trying to dilute my perception of this... Okay, sober up , what life has to experience is far more than that.
As I said before, summer is almost over and autumn is coming.
Well then, a warm welcome.
Autumn, is to be accompanied by a little story. LC