When Shen Wei received the news, he was using hot towels to disperse blood stasis for the two children.
This is not surprising.
If the Song family wanted to keep their face, then Pan Xiaojing had to die by an accident.
"... ... okay, I get it."
After finishing the call, she put the cold towel back into the hot water, wringed it out, and reached out to Qingqing.
The little girl obediently handed it over and cried reliantly: "Mom..."
"Does it hurt?"
"...It doesn't hurt." The tears were already rolling in his eyes.
"Guybao, my mother asks you, did that beautiful uncle in the hospital last night in a white coat and gave you a needle?"
"Yeah!" nodded.
"Then did he say anything?"
"some."
"Can you still remember?"
"Uncle said..." The little head started to turn, and his expression was lost in memory, "Don't be afraid... He will protect me and my brother... Don't move... It hurts to move... "
"anything else?"
The little girl pursed her lips: "I can't remember..."
Shen Hun touched the little bangs on her forehead, "It's okay."
Although she doesn't know who that person is now, she will always know!
Pan Xiaojing fell and died suddenly. Although the Song family and the police agreed that it was an accident, some rumors were unavoidable in the circle.
The Pan family's daughter died, and the rumors instigated it, and finally couldn't sit still, and came to the door to ask for an explanation.
Song Zhen came forward and quickly sent the people away. The Pan family didn't even have a chance to talk to Song Kaifeng.
Sitting in the living room, Shen Hun watched the whole process in full, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, holding the remote control and changing to another platform.
Song Qi also came forward, mainly responsible for keeping people out, doing physical work, so he was much more embarrassed than Song Zhen, who only moved his mouth.
The hair was messed up, the shirt was wrinkled, and a fresh blood stain hung on the cheekbones. It was not serious. It was probably scratched by the opponent's nails during the shoving.
"Huh-the Pan family is playful!" He sat down on the sofa, relieved, "It can be considered as sent away."
Song Zhen poured himself a cup of tea, and it was brought to his lips. After a sudden movement, he suddenly raised his eyes to meet Shen Wei's cool gaze.
He raised his eyebrows and asked questions.
"You used my teacup." Qingqing was calm and unhurried.
The man shook his hand, and the splashed tea fell on the back of his hand, instantly reddening.
After a pause, he turned a corner, dumped all the tea in the trash can, and put the tea cup back in front of Shen Hun. The whole process was quite natural, and there was no embarrassment at all.
"Sorry, I got it wrong." After finishing lightly, he took out a clean teacup.
Song Qi didn't see it, or even if he saw it, he wouldn't care about the interaction between the two people. He smiled and said, "Brother Zhen, I'm thirsty, so give me a cup?"
Song Zhen's eyebrows jumped, and he raised his eyes to look at him.
Song Qi's neck was cold, and he immediately changed his words: "Um! I will do it myself-I will have plenty of food and clothing!"
"You come out."
Shen Wei looked up and asked Song Zhen with his eyes: Are you talking to me
"Yes." The man said Shen Shen, "It's you."
"... ... Oh."
The two went outside, at the end of spring and early summer, the flowers in the garden were very splendid, and the green leaves were blowing in the wind.
"Is there anything?" Shen Hui turned around and faced him face to face.
"Is your sister-in-law falling from a building in the hospital related to you?"
He spoke very straightforwardly. There was no circumstance, no temptation, but the scrutiny and condensing in his eyes were mixed with an insightful sharpness.
Shen Wei thought for a while: "It might be something to do. After all, if I didn't live in Song's house, she wouldn't have a sudden convulsion to kidnap two children, let alone go to the hospital."
If you don't go to the hospital, you won't fall to death.
"You didn't answer my question directly." What he wanted to know was the murderer!
Shen Wei raised his eyes, not avoiding his gaze, and paused every word: "This is the most positive answer I can give you."
After listening to Song Zhen, he knew that this conversation was destined to be fruitless. If so, why continue
Taking a deep look at her, the man turned and left.
Shen Hun stayed in the yard and enjoyed the flowers for a while before returning to the west yard.
She thought, the first goal of living in Song's house has been completed, and the second goal will not be too far...
The words are divided into two parts, but they say that Xiaoqiye who unexpectedly reunited with Shen Hun during the investigation of "Honey".
After leaving behind his two companions that night, he drove straight to a high-end residential area on the Third Ring Road.
哐哐哐—
Smash the door!
No response.
Very good, he continued to smash.
Finally, after a full two minutes, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with a big belly appeared sleepy at the door.
The big eyes to the small eyes are all in a big silly face.
"You, you, you...who are you looking for?"
"Didn't Hu Zhibei live here?"
"Who?"
"Hu Zhibei!"
"You've found the wrong place!" After finishing speaking, he slammed the door impatiently and murmured.
Lu Shen's ear power has been professionally trained, so he can hear very clearly, the person is talking about neuropathy.
Me!
He raised his hand and was about to knock again. He broke into the door without opening. Who is afraid of whom
But suddenly, all his movements stopped, and his expression tended to be dull.
its not right...
When was the last time I saw Hu Zhibei here
Two months ago
by-
Two years ago!