Wu Xi sat on the bench of the hospital, and the red light at the door of the rescue room was dazzling, like a series of blood stains dripping on the ground. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Wu Xi's throat was like a stone blocked, she couldn't swallow it or spit it out, so she could barely breathe.

If he hadn't met him at the art exhibition, if he hadn't been allowed to accompany him to Xinghui Jiayuan, if he hadn't hurried to the appointment today, then he wouldn't be lying in the rescue room like he is now, his life and death uncertain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wu Xi buried his head in his arms, tears falling down his cheeks. The phone in her pocket rang several times, and after no one responded, it finally fell silent along with the grim air around her.

The operation was carried out until late at night, and after seeing the green light in the rescue room turn on, Wu Xi rushed over with an arrow. "Doctor, how is he?" Looking at Cui Minghan, who was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze on his head, Wu Xi's voice trembled.

"Fortunately, the angle of the flower pot is a little off, not just hit the head, but it is only two centimeters, without these two centimeters, people may not be able to save it. However, he is still in a coma and must remain in the hospital for close observation to prevent some internal bleeding that has not yet manifested. ”

Wu Xi's heart finally relaxed slightly, and she followed the nurse all the way to the outside of the ward, and stayed guard until Cui Minghan's family rushed over before leaving.

When he left the hospital, the sky was already white, and sitting in the taxi home, Wu Xi repeatedly pondered the sentence that Cui Minghan said before being smashed by the flower pot, he was asking Feifei and Ding Ding if they were already living together, what did this sentence mean? What if we live together, and what can it have to do with what happened to Xinghui Jiayuan? There is also that flower pot, the police have not found out which layer it was thrown from and by whom, but is it really just an accident, just when Cui Minghan wanted to tell her his suspicions, he hit him impartially?

As always, whenever he was confused, Wu Xi would think of Xu Xing first. By the way, Xu Xing, she slapped her head suddenly, she had made an appointment with him to go to Xinghui Jiayuan last night, but because of this "accident", she forgot about it completely. She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and saw that there were several missed calls from Xu Xing on it. Wu Xi sighed, "It is estimated that he has already gone home, so let's explain it to him when I get home." ”

But after returning home, Wu Xi didn't see Xu Xing, hasn't he come back yet? She was suddenly a little worried, and quickly dialed his number. The phone was quickly hung up, but not long after, she received a text message from Xu Xing: I'm fine, don't come over for the time being. Wu Xi looked at the text message and stood for a long time, Xu Xing's words meant that he was not in danger for the time being, but the situation there was not optimistic, so he didn't let her go. She hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to listen to him, after all, she still had to go to the hospital to guard Cui Minghan in the past few days.

Wu Xi returned to the hospital after a few hours of repairing at home, although Cui Minghan's family had already arrived, she still felt guilty, so even if she stood silently outside the ward, she felt that she would be a little better. She looked at Cui Minghan who was lying quietly on the bed, his face was as white as paper, and his body was monitored by various instruments, and he was like the high-spirited Director Cui in the past. Wu Xi's throat tightened, and she was about to cry again, but fortunately, the mobile phone rang immediately, temporarily saving her emotions.

"Xixi," Tintin's flustered voice came from the phone, "can you come over and accompany me, we have another accident here." ”

When Wu Xi arrived, she found that the entrance of Xinghui Jiayuan had been surrounded by police cars, ambulances and crowds watching the excitement, and she tried her best to squeeze to the front to take a look, but was stopped by the police.

"What's going on?" Wu Xi asked the security guards who were maintaining order.

The security guard shook his head, "Hey, that old man is so pitiful, he was going to leave today, but he didn't expect ......"

Fortunately, it wasn't Xu Xing, Wu Xi's heart was relieved, but then he asked: "Resign?" ”

"No, I was forced to do it by that great painter."

Wu Xi's brain thumped, "He's dead?" ”

"It's not dead, but half of the lips are gone, and the whole person will scream as if he is crazy, what do you say is wrong with this community, it won't really be evil."

Another one, another one, Wu Xi's fists clenched, this time this one is still inseparable from Hu Yanqi, what the hell is going on? She picked up her mobile phone and dialed Xu Xing, but there was only a beep on the other end of the phone. Isn't Xu Xing here? Or is there some danger he can't get out of? Wu Xi's heart became more and more flustered, she grabbed the security guard and asked, "Did you tell the police that he was forced to leave his job by Hu Yanqi?" ”

"Well, the police have knocked on the door, but she's not at home now, and her son isn't there, so it looks like she went out to a party yesterday."

"It seems that this is the only way," Wu Xi looked at the tall buildings standing in the night, and secretly made up his mind.

"You said you heard screaming and fighting upstairs?" The property manager looked at Tintin with a look of trepidation.

"Yes, but I can't hear anything right now." Ding Ding glanced at Wu Xi next to him with some weakness.

"No, when the police came just now, they said that there was no one at home."

"It's better to go up and take a look, what's going to happen in the community is really going to be in the news." Wu Xi added oil and vinegar to the side.

After knocking a few times and no one answered, the property manager finally decided to forcibly open Hu Yanqi's door and go in to find out.

Wu Xihe followed them and walked in, the area of this home itself is not large, and the corner is full of drawing paper and paint, which makes the space even more cramped. Wu Xi seized the little time he had and quickly walked around the living room, wondering, where did Hu Yanqi's cat go, was it taken away by her? But even so, why is there not even the slightest trace of pets in this family?

She walked into the bedroom, which was much more relaxed than the living room, with a large easel in addition to the bed and wardrobe. Wu Xi walked to the easel and looked down at the snow-white, empty piece of paper on it.

"Nothing, miss, are you sure you heard me right? It would be a big problem to let Daisen know that we had casually entered her house. Hey, that young lady, what are you doing in someone's bedroom? Let's get out of here. ”

Wu Xi didn't seem to hear his voice, she couldn't take her eyes off the young woman sitting in front of the drawing board, she was swinging wildly on the white paper with a paintbrush, and within a while, a lotus flower bloomed vividly under her hand.

"Lotus rhyme." Wu Xi said softly behind her.