When Jinghan Bo returned to the ward, the farce had ended.
Lin Xing and Qiao Xin were the only ones left in the ward.
"Where's Junxi?"
After closing the ward door, Bo Jinghan looked around and asked quietly.
Qiao Xin shrugged and mouthed in the direction of the door: "I'm leaving, saying I have something to do temporarily!"
Nodding slightly, Bo Jinghan sat down on the sofa near the door, reached out and picked up the newspaper in front of him, ignoring the strange atmosphere in the ward, and slowly read through it.
In fact, she was avoiding embarrassment, and at the same time, she was avoiding getting involved in the strange and somewhat subtle relationship between the two.
"Cynthia, are you here to visit a patient, or are you here to watch a joke?"
Lin Xing, who was regarded as invisible by Bo Jinghan, glanced at Qiao Xin, who was sitting peacefully peeling apples, and suddenly spoke to break the depressive atmosphere in the ward.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Xin, who had just been scolded by Qiao Shukuang and was in a very unhappy mood, slanted her cold eyes in the direction of Bao Jinghan.
Bo Jinghan was uncomfortable being stared at.
He put down the newspaper and responded to Lin Xing calmly.
"Of course I'm here...to see a joke! I heard that the romantic Mr. Lin, who hangs around in flowers, suddenly sacrifices his guns and cannons on the thing he is most proud of. If you don't come here to see such hilarious jokes,
It’s really a waste of your life!”
Before he could finish his teasing words, the cell phone in his handbag suddenly started ringing loudly.
In this quiet ward, it seemed particularly unusual.
Bo Jinghan quickly took out his cell phone and turned off the ringtone.
I glanced at the caller, answered the call, and turned around to go out.
"Fiona, I won't let you..."
"Something happened!"
Fiona hurriedly interrupted Bo Jinghan's words, her voice trembling slightly, as if she had been frightened, or as if she had just stayed overnight for a long-distance run and had not yet regained her breath.
"What's up."
Bo Jinghan frowned slightly and his voice became serious.
"Cynthia, the police...the police want to subpoena you! What did you say, Meng Lulu is dead? And they said there are witnesses who confirmed that you and Meng Lulu had an affair, and...and that...that box! Dead cat
...flowers...dead cats..."
His pupils shrank, and the habitual smile at the corner of his mouth slowly faded away.
Bo Jinghan held the phone tightly and ordered in a deep voice: "Fiona, calm down. Tell me what happened. Also, tell me where you are and I'll be there right away!"
calm?
If this kind of news is reported, her career will come to a complete halt!
How to calm her down!
"Cynthia, tell me, you..."
"It has nothing to do with me."
Frowning his brows, Bo Jinghan's mind was a little confused. He might not be used to the sudden news of his death.
Fiona, who received a positive reply, finally came back to her senses and told Bo Jinghan what happened with some doubts.
"Cynthia, I am at the Western District Police Station now, and the reporter who interviewed you that day is also there. It was she who confirmed that the gift box containing the dead cat and manjushuahua was given to you by someone else! But the strange thing is that I clearly threw it away
Why did the box appear in Meng Lulu's apartment again? Cynthia, do you know that Meng Lulu's boyfriend has confirmed that you and Meng Lulu had an affair... Tell me the truth, is this true?
"
Fiona, who was accustomed to questioning everything, asked again uneasily.
She desperately wanted to believe Bo Jinghan, and because she was frightened by the sudden news of his death, she especially wanted to be comforted... When Bo Jinghan returned to the ward, the farce had ended.
Lin Xing and Qiao Xin were the only ones left in the ward.
"Where's Junxi?"
After closing the ward door, Bo Jinghan looked around and asked quietly.
Qiao Xin shrugged and mouthed in the direction of the door: "I'm leaving, saying I have something to do temporarily!"
Nodding slightly, Bo Jinghan sat down on the sofa near the door, reached out and picked up the newspaper in front of him, ignoring the strange atmosphere in the ward, and slowly read through it.
In fact, she was avoiding embarrassment, and at the same time, she was avoiding getting involved in the strange and somewhat subtle relationship between the two.
"Cynthia, are you here to visit a patient, or are you here to watch a joke?"
Lin Xing, who was regarded as invisible by Bo Jinghan, glanced at Qiao Xin, who was sitting peacefully peeling apples, and suddenly spoke to break the depressive atmosphere in the ward.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Xin, who had just been scolded by Qiao Shukuang and was in a very unhappy mood, slanted her cold eyes in the direction of Bao Jinghan.
Bo Jinghan was uncomfortable being stared at.
He put down the newspaper and responded to Lin Xing calmly.
"Of course I'm here...to see a joke! I heard that the romantic Mr. Lin, who hangs around in flowers, suddenly sacrifices his guns and cannons on the thing he is most proud of. If you don't come here to see such hilarious jokes,
It’s really a waste of your life!”
Before he could finish his teasing words, the cell phone in his handbag suddenly started ringing loudly.
In this quiet ward, it seemed particularly unusual.
Bo Jinghan quickly took out his cell phone and turned off the ringtone.
I glanced at the caller, answered the call, and turned around to go out.
"Fiona, I won't let you..."
"Something happened!"
Fiona hurriedly interrupted Bo Jinghan's words, her voice trembling slightly, as if she had been frightened, or as if she had just stayed overnight for a long-distance run and had not yet regained her breath.
"What's up."
Bo Jinghan frowned slightly and his voice became serious.
"Cynthia, the police...the police want to subpoena you! What did you say, Meng Lulu is dead? And they said there are witnesses who confirmed that you and Meng Lulu had an affair, and...and that...that box! Dead cat
...flowers...dead cats..."
His pupils shrank, and the habitual smile at the corner of his mouth slowly faded away.
Bo Jinghan held the phone tightly and ordered in a deep voice: "Fiona, calm down. Tell me what happened. Also, tell me where you are and I'll be there right away!"
calm?
If this kind of news is reported, her career will come to a complete halt!
How to calm her down!
"Cynthia, tell me, you..."
"It has nothing to do with me."
Frowning his brows, Bo Jinghan's mind was a little confused. He might not be used to the sudden news of his death.
Fiona, who received a positive reply, finally came back to her senses and told Bo Jinghan what happened with some doubts.
"Cynthia, I am at the Western District Police Station now, and the reporter who interviewed you that day is also there. It was she who confirmed that the gift box containing the dead cat and manjushuahua was given to you by someone else! But the strange thing is that I clearly threw it away
Why did the box appear in Meng Lulu's apartment again? Cynthia, do you know that Meng Lulu's boyfriend has confirmed that you and Meng Lulu had an affair... Tell me the truth, is this true?
"
Fiona, who was accustomed to questioning everything, asked again uneasily.
She desperately wanted to believe in Bo Jinghan, but she was frightened by the sudden news of his death, so she especially wanted to be comforted...
