When Mo Xueer suddenly turned around, she found that there was no one behind her...
It was now half past twelve in the middle of the night. She had always had trouble sleeping, and with the recent accident at home, she was even more afraid to sleep.
Xiang Lao is still in the hospital and has not yet been discharged, and Xiang Xin's funeral has not yet been held.
She didn't dare live in Xiang's house, so she thought it would be safer in the hospital.
Not to mention the bodyguards, there are people coming and going in the South District, and most people would not think of attacking in the hospital.
Mo Xueer was a little flustered, threw the cigarette in her hand on the ground, and stamped on it hard.
Then he walked very quickly towards the ward, walking faster and faster, and then trotting all the way.
But when they arrived at the door of the ward, two bodyguards stood at the door, looking at the panting Mo Xueer and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.
"Miss Mo, are you okay?"
"It's okay..." Mo Xueer waved her hands repeatedly.
"Did anyone suspicious appear just now?"
"No, there's not a soul around," the bodyguard replied.
"okay, I get it… "
Mo Xueer opened the ward door in panic and walked in. Xiang Lao was already asleep.
Wearing an oxygen mask on his face, Xiang Lao suffered a heart attack immediately after Xiang Xin's death and almost died.
He was rescued twice in the Southern District. He is still in a critical period and needs to be observed.
Mo Xueer hoped that Mr. Xiang would not die first. After all, she had not finished using him. She would go abroad after dealing with Huo Siqian.
She doesn't care what Xiang Jiaai does...
After returning to the ward, Mo Xueer felt relieved.
She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, so she took out her phone and sent another WeChat message to Huo Yanyan...
"How are you considering that matter? We don't have much time..."
For a long time, Huo Yanyan didn't reply to her. She must have fallen asleep.
Mo Xueer was also a little tired. She got up and was about to wash her face, but saw the door being opened.
A petite nurse came in... wearing a mask.
"Ms. Mo, it's time to change Mr. Xiang's dressing..."
"Well, let's change." Mo Xueer nodded without any suspicion.
The little nurse quickly picked up some medicine and put it into the old man's infusion with a long needle.
Mo Xueer turned her back to her and was about to go to the bathroom...
Suddenly I felt numb in my neck...as if I had been stabbed by something.
She felt pain at first, then lost consciousness...
The little nurse took off her mask, revealing her delicate face, which was a blond face with blue eyes.
The bodyguard didn't notice what was covered in the curtain under the car when the nurse pushed the car out.
It was a peaceful night until the next morning.
When Huo Mian came to work in the morning, she saw police cars at the entrance of the South District.
"What happened again?" Huo Mian was feeling strange.
Then he saw Gao Ran walking out of it with a dark face.
"Gao Ran, what happened again?" Huo Mian asked.
"Mr. Xiang died last night..."
"Dead? How?" Huo Mian was shocked.
"Murder... His oxygen mask was tampered with, and poisonous gas was injected into it, killing him directly."
"What about... Mo Xue'er? Isn't she always with her in the ward?" Huo Mian asked.
"Mo Xueer is missing..." Gao Ran looked sad.
"Missing? How could..." Huo Mian suddenly felt that this matter was becoming more and more confusing.
"I also find it very strange. Xiang Xin's death has not yet been investigated clearly, and something happened here again. I think my job as director will be over..." Gao Ran felt a headache just thinking about this.
He also ordered people to protect other members of the Xiang family yesterday, but something happened to Mr. Xiang today.
And in a crowded place like the Southern District, I have to say that this murderer is extremely courageous.
"Have you seen the hospital's surveillance?"
"Look, it's the same as that time in the bar. They were all tampered with without anyone noticing... One is dead and the other is missing... Now we all have to wonder if Mo Xueer killed Mr. Xiang, and if she was afraid of crime. Absconding..." Gao Ran analyzed.
"Then... do you have any doubts about Huo Siqian?" Huo Mian asked slowly.