Ding Xiang and Tang Xiaomu were both discharged from the hospital the next day. They both came to say goodbye to me.
"I'll call you in the afternoon." Ding Xiang said to me with a smile as she left.
"This is my phone number. Please help us contact him regarding his matter." Tang Xiaomu said to me. She said "we" and I had a strange feeling in my heart.
"Okay. I'll go to the surgery after get off work in a while. Then I'll call you right away." I said.
"Dr. Feng, you are so kind." She was very grateful to me.
"Tang Xiaomu, I think there is something I must tell you. Whether you listen or not is entirely up to you." I said to her.
"Dr. Feng, you are a good doctor, I know it in my heart. Just tell me and I will listen." She said to me sincerely.
"It's still what I told you before. Your body is your own. I hope you will take more care of yourself in the future. If you give in to him like that, you are actually harming yourself, and you may also be harming him." I said to her seriously.
explain.
She immediately lowered her head, "I know. Doctor Feng, you don't know, I admire him very much, and he is also the benefactor of our family. My father died early, and it was not easy for my mother to work hard to support us brothers and sisters.
When our brothers and sisters were still very young, our mother almost died of illness. It was he who spent money to cure our mother's illness. Later, he also subsidized us a lot of money every month until we, brothers and sisters, all participated.
He stopped after working. When my mother was dying, she told me that he was the lifesaver of our family, and only if I could repay her with my life could she leave with peace of mind. In fact, my mother didn't know that I had fallen in love with him a long time ago.
Dr. Feng, you have not suffered the kind of suffering we have experienced, so you may not understand my inner feelings. I often think that as long as he likes it, I will do whatever he wants me to do. Man, in this world
Actually, I came here just to pay off my debt. I'm sorry, Doctor Feng, I got excited. Thank you. In fact, all he did was not just for himself, he also did it for my own good."
She left, and I was filled with emotion.
I never asked her the man's name. I thought: Maybe I will know it by then.
When I saw Chen Yuan after returning home, I didn't react for a moment - she actually cut off her hair, leaving behind the hair accessories that were common among women during the "Cultural Revolution". Her face looked...
She seems to be bigger and gives the impression that she is fatter. Her skin looks fairer, but I feel weird, as if the person in front of me is not her before.
"Does it look good?" she asked me.
"Why did you go and cut your hair? It looked so good before," I said.
"I'm going to give birth to a baby in a few months. My hair is too long and it's inconvenient. And it's not easy to dry my hair after washing it in winter. I'm worried about the impact on the baby after catching a cold. Brother, when should I go to the hospital for a check-up again?" She said
explain.
I couldn't help but feel ashamed: I am an obstetrician and gynecologist myself, but I didn't care enough about her. "Tomorrow, let's go to the hospital together. By the way, I'm going out to eat tonight and met an old classmate. He
I work here now, and I am still an official." After I finished speaking, I laughed, because when I thought of Kang Demao, a warm feeling suddenly arose in my heart. I found that this kind of friendship between classmates often
It is easy to penetrate into the bone marrow unknowingly. I couldn't help but think of Ouyang Tong, and Zhao Menglei, and then sighed.
I was thinking that when we were in middle school, no one would think about the life and death of someone in the future, but as the years go by, when our former classmates suddenly leave one day, we will lament the ruthlessness of the years.
Now I am feeling emotional.
You can still perform simple checks on Chen Yuan at home, such as listening to the fetal heart rate. I am very pleased that the baby's condition is normal.
Now, I like this happy feeling at home.
Unfortunately, many things did not allow him to go as he wished. He had just finished lunch with Chen Yuan and was about to take a nap when he received a call from Lin Yu, "Are you in the hospital?"
"No. I worked the night shift last night and was resting at home." I said.
"That's good, come out and have tea with me. I want to tell you something," she said.
Then I asked where it was, then yawned and went out.
The place Lin Yu mentioned was not far from the community where I lived, and I arrived quickly.
She was alone in the private room of the teahouse, with a pot of tea and two cups.
"I heard something happened to your ex-wife?" she asked me.
"Yeah." I looked sad.
"Why didn't you tell me?" she asked.
"I've been in a bad mood recently, and I think it's better for you not to know some things, because I haven't figured them out yet," I said.
"Feng Xiao, what did I tell you before? There are some important things that you must tell me. For example, about your ex-wife. If such a big thing happens, I should know about it, right? Yes, that's you
But do you know? Many of your private matters are no longer just your personal matters. Boss Lin promised you to help her, right? Now that she is dead, this matter will inevitably involve Lin Lin.
The boss is here. Although he hasn't had time to do that thing yet, the police will probably notice him. Do you think that his company's development to this day is entirely due to his honest making of money? Marx
As I have said, the stage of capital accumulation is always bloody. Now his company is on the right track, but old scores cannot be undone. Do you understand what I mean? Now, you introduced him to me, and we are cooperating.
That project, so if something goes wrong, a large number of people may be implicated. Of course, your ex-wife’s matter is not that serious this time, but I want to remind you that you should not take any matter lightly.
That's right. There is also the matter of Song Mei. Although one of his people is dead, his case has not been completely settled yet, and after all, we signed an agreement of intent with him under my auspices.
Fortunately, I changed my mind later, but after all, that incident still had some influence there. So Feng Xiao, you are no longer just yourself, do you understand what I say?" She was greeted by her as soon as she sat down.
After some accusations, I suddenly felt ashamed in my heart, "Sister, it's my fault. I must pay attention to it in the future. By the way, did the police ask you about something?"
She nodded, "Yes. The police came to find me today and asked me inexplicably about the intention agreement I signed with Song Mei."
"Sister, I've always wanted to ask you something. Did Song Mei's death really have nothing to do with you?" I asked, suddenly feeling that my question was a bit too much. It came entirely from my own heart.
That suspicion. She suddenly stared at me and was about to get angry. I hurriedly said: "Sister, don't be angry. I don't mean anything else. I just think something is strange."
"What's the matter?" she asked, her chest rising and falling.
"Song Mei once told me the murder process of Zhao Menglei, but after Zhao Menglei committed suicide, I learned that her murder process was not at all what Song Mei said. So I suspected that Song Mei might have other intentions." I
explain.
"What other intentions do you have? What does this matter have to do with me?" she asked, still looking unhappy.
"I was thinking that maybe Song Mei wanted to tell me that his death was not what we knew. Of course, this is just a guess on my part. I think he may have felt that he was in danger, but he
I'm not sure about the existence of that kind of danger. That's why I left a clue in advance in this way. It always makes me feel a little strange that Song Mei, such a smart person, died like that." I said, because there was still a lot of confusion in my mind.
It's confusing, so what I say is a little unclear.
She looked at me in surprise, "Even if that's the case, what does it have to do with me?"
"Sister, don't be angry if I tell you. In fact, this is the reason why I didn't tell you about Zhao Menglei's suicide. Because I was thinking about a question at the same time, which is who is most beneficial to Song Mei's death. Sister,
Look, why are you angry again? I was just thinking about this in my mind, but I know that with your current status and level, it is simply impossible to do such a thing, because it is so unworthy. Any
Everything depends on cost, so you won’t take such a big risk, right?"
Her expression immediately relaxed, "Feng Xiao, I'm very happy that you can think like this. Yes, how could I do such a thing? Unless I'm crazy. I never thought about Duan Muxiong treating me like that before.
What should we do to him, let alone a little Song Mei? But your analysis just now seems to be very reasonable. Yes, if Song Mei's death is really abnormal, then who is most beneficial?"
"It is definitely the worst thing for Si Weimin. Because his death directly led to the bankruptcy of his project, and he himself is in an unclear situation. He is still locked up in the detention center." I said.
"So what do you think is best for me?" she asked.
I shook my head, "Sister, I don't know either. You don't know, I was so scared when I suddenly thought about this. Because I was worried that this was a trap set by others."
"The police are not stupid. They should have thought of one thing, that is, I am not that stupid. If I really sent someone to kill Song Mei, it would be easy to get into trouble. Think about it, let alone me.
I could easily be involved in the matter of whether he would commit murder just because of the intention agreement I signed with him. Would I be that stupid?" she said, then pondered.
My heart suddenly moved, "Sister, who is working on that project that Song Mei once had?"
"Do you think whoever is working on that project now is the most likely murderer?" she asked.
I nodded.
She looked at me and suddenly laughed. I looked at her in shock.
She smiled so naturally and cheerfully, as if what we were talking about was just a joke. I was surprised and looked at her in amazement.
"That project has been there until now." She then said, "But it will be built sooner or later. Our provincial capital needs such a place. The current cemetery is in very poor condition and can no longer meet the needs. So, I recently
We are going to start bidding again for the whole society. Of course it will still be a joint venture. But, what do you mean, whoever wins the bid in the future will be the murderer behind Song Mei's murder?" (To be continued)