The window lattice is whirring, and some parts have been aged after many years, and there is a "squeak" and "squeak" sound in the silent space.

Jiang Ruan opened his eyes.

There was not much sleepiness in her eyes, she looked sideways at the side, the man was gone, she reached out and touched it, the bedding was cold, and he had been out for a while.

Jiang Ruan sat up from the bed, and the fabric made a grinding sound.

It's always extra clear at night.

He looked at the clock opposite, and it was already 2:15 in the morning.

After frowning slightly, he got up and got out of bed.

………

Inside the hallway.

Fu Chi stood in front of the window, and the night breeze made him sober up a lot.

There was no obvious emotional fluctuation on his face, he just held his phone to his ear and quietly listened to the whole story.

Berwyn's voice was heavy: "His condition is not very good right now, but he only asks to see you, and it is quite difficult to get through it when he looks like him." ”

Fu Chi lowered his eyes, his fingertips gently knocked on the edge of the window, and his tone was slightly cold: "What is the specific situation?" ”

Berwyn couldn't help but sigh and turned his head to look at the man who was already breathing weakly on the bed.

"Two shots are very fatal, large and small scars on his body, plus his own health is not very good, and he has depression and masochistic tendencies."

"There's something you can talk about on the phone." Fu Chi naturally couldn't leave here, after all, he still had to deal with Jiang Ruan's affairs now, and at this juncture, if he left here, many things would be difficult to handle.

But Berwyn said, "No, he's in a coma right now, and he's been waiting for you, and he said............"

Berwyn's voice paused, as if there was something difficult to continue.

Fu Chi narrowed his eyes: "What did you say?" ”

He said he knew something about your father, and he wanted to tell you. ”

That's it.

Fu Chi's expression changed instantly, and there were fine waves under his eyes, which lasted for a long time.

How would this person know......... Father's business?

"I know it's really unbelievable, but he doesn't seem to be lying, and he also mentioned the dead Zhang Zhenke, didn't your father have a deep contact with this person back then?"

As Berwyn's words fell,

Fu Chi probably understood, that person must not say any lies, after all, he even knew that Zhang Zhenke had a relationship with his father.

He closed his eyelids slightly and rubbed his brow bone.

Naturally, he fell into a relatively dilemma, on the one hand, he wanted to solve Jiang Ruan's problem, and on the other hand, he was the truth about the cause of his father's death.

He probably already understood that.

But if he left here, what would Jiang Ruan do?

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone returned to normal: "Since he has something very important to tell me, he must have something to ask me, and it doesn't hurt to let him tell you, I can't go here for the time being........."

"You go back."

Suddenly.

A voice behind him interrupted him.

Fu Chi was slightly stunned, held his mobile phone and looked back, and found that the girl was already standing there, and he didn't know when she came.

"Nguyen Nguyen?"

Jiang Ruan walked over with the same expression.