Zhuang Yibo looked at the complete stranger in front of him for a while before his consciousness gradually returned to clarity.
She stared quietly at the bottle above her head for a moment, and the previous events flooded into her mind like a tide, almost engulfing her.
Zhuang Yibo suddenly closed his eyes.
Seeing her reaction, the nurse was startled and said quickly: "Miss Zhuang? Miss Zhuang? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
As she spoke, she pressed the pager on the bedside.
The doctor quickly entered the ward, checked Zhuang Yibo's physical characteristics, and then asked about Zhuang Yibo's physical condition.
But Zhuang Yibo seemed not to hear it and never responded.
"She was awake just now." the nurse whispered to the doctor.
Before the doctor could answer anything, there was a sudden knock on the ward door. Several medical staff in the ward turned their heads and saw the police who had been here yesterday.
"Is she awake?" the police asked. "Is it possible to take a statement?"
Hearing these words, Zhuang Yibo finally made some movement again on the bed.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the two plainclothes policemen standing at the door.
Seeing this, the doctor asked her in a low voice: "Ms. Zhuang, do you think you can record a confession?"
After a moment, Zhuang Yibo nodded slowly.
The two policemen then walked to the hospital bed and asked Zhuang Yibo in detail about the incident.
Zhuang Yibo, almost unconsciously, completely escaped from the identity of the person involved. He recounted the events of that day without sadness, joy, or emotional fluctuations, just like a third party watching.
After the two policemen understood almost all the information they wanted to know, they said to Zhuang Yibo: "Currently, the criminal suspect Zhuang Zhonghong has been detained. We will notify you of any further developments. Miss Zhuang, do you have any other questions?"
Zhuang Yibo shook his head gently, without any fluctuation in his eyes.
At the same time, there was another "bang" sound at the door of the ward. It was Qianxing running towards her. Because she didn't brake in time, she hit the door. However, she seemed not to notice the pain and rushed to the hospital bed quickly.
Bian, "Yibo!"
Zhuang Yibo turned around and looked at her calmly for a moment, then finally slowly evoked a faint smile.
Qianxing felt that she was going crazy - she never thought that as soon as she left, something would happen to Zhuang Yibo. What she didn't expect was that Zhuang Zhonghong could be so heartless and crazy that he would treat his own daughter.
You can also do this kind of poisonous trick.
Such a vicious incident that makes onlookers feel horrified, what will it be like for those who have experienced it personally?
Qianxing didn't dare to imagine, and she didn't dare to ask Zhuang Yibo. She could only stay by her side, watching her wake up and sleep, sleep and wake up again, quietly, without sadness or joy.
Seeing Zhuang Yibo like this, Qianxing felt so distressed that it was only in the evening that she remembered a question - who saved Zhuang Yibo? Who called the police and sent Zhuang Zhonghong to the police station? Who arranged it?
This nurse aunt?
Zhuang Yibo didn't seem to care about any of these questions, but Qianxing asked the nurse and the doctor, but couldn't get an answer, so he called Rong Heng directly and asked him to help find out who called the police.
Rong Heng had obviously been paying attention to this case early on. Hearing Qianxing's question, he was silent for a moment before saying, "I'm afraid you won't know how to react after you find out."
Hearing these words, Qianxing was startled suddenly. Then she looked at Zhuang Yibo, who seemed to be lifeless on the hospital bed. She already had the answer in her heart.