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Chapter Nineteen (3)

However, she was still shaking her head. I was suddenly confused.

"He, he doesn't like women." I heard her saying, her voice was like a mosquito. I was shocked and understood immediately. I looked at her and stammered: "Zhuang Qing, you, you

,How could you fall in love with such a man?"

"He likes me too. But he prefers men. Alas! This is fate. I wanted to leave him several times, but found that I couldn't." She said, tears slowly flowing down her face.

I felt bad, "The last time we went to the suburbs was because of this, right?" She nodded, "I just wanted to try and see if I could leave him. But... Feng Xiao,

Don't ask me anymore, I feel so uncomfortable."

After she finished speaking, she crawled on the table and let out a "whew" cry. I felt very sorry, but I couldn't find any words to comfort her for a while. I could only sigh.[

After a long time, she finally raised her head and smiled sadly at me, "Feng Xiao, I feel much better now. Feng Xiao, because you are different from others, you are also the person I like, and we...

..So, I hope you forget this matter, and I hope you can help him this time. Okay?"

I nodded. I couldn't help but understand. At this time, I also understood why she came to see me that night. It seemed that she really liked Song Mei. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: She fell in love with someone she shouldn't love. This is also

What a tragedy.

As soon as I returned to the department, I received a text message from Song Mei: Chen Yuan was hurt by a woman. The person who hurt her was named Zhu Anyu, a teaching assistant at the Academy of Fine Arts in our province.

I was greatly shocked.

The reason why I was shocked came from two aspects. First, I did not expect that the person who hurt Chen Yuan would be a woman, and that woman was so cruel. Second, I did not expect that he could really find the criminal in such a short period of time.

After thinking about it carefully, I feel that everything seems so reasonable - only women in this world can be so cruel to their own sex. The nurses in our department never have a good attitude towards patients. Female doctors have better self-restraint, so

I need to be a little kinder in my attitude towards patients. Now, more and more patients are coming to me for treatment. The reason is actually a matter of attitude. To be honest, I sympathize with women, and I feel like I have a certain

Jia Baoyu has a complex, always thinking that women are cleaner than us men, which leads to a kind of heartfelt love for them. In addition, I also thought of a question: the reason why the police did not find the murderer may be related to their thinking.

Relationship, because in the eyes of ordinary people, Chen Yuan must have been violated by a man, because she was sexually assaulted. But Song Mei is different, because he himself is a person who likes the same sex, so he breaks the rules

The idea of ​​​​considering another unconventional result. Of course, it may also be that he himself is very clever.

Looking at the text messages on my phone, I found myself a little at a loss. Originally, I had been thinking about asking Song Mei to help investigate this matter. However, after he told me the results, I found that I had met a very important person.

Troublesome thing: How to tell the police about this? Because I think the police will definitely ask me about the source of the information.

However, I was so eager to tell the police about this situation. After thinking for a while, I went to the street. I found a man calling on his mobile phone. "Hello, may I use your mobile phone?"

"My phone is out of battery, let me send a text message." Although it felt abrupt, I still mustered up the courage to request the stranger.

He looked at me warily.

"I'm a doctor at this hospital." I said, and then I showed him the tag on my white coat. "I'm in an emergency. How about this? I'll give you fifty yuan. Is that okay?"

He looked at me, hesitated for a moment and then handed me his mobile phone, "I don't want the money. Hurry up." I quickly took out the business card of the policewoman named Tong Yao and quickly sent it to her.

A text message. I remember the content of the text message Song Mei sent me verbatim.

However, what I didn't expect was that my trick was like child's play in the eyes of the police. They found me very quickly. After thinking about it, I was indeed stupid enough.


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