Half past twelve in the morning.

The lights in the inpatient department have long been turned off.

The dim light reflected the silent hospital corridor, and a few figures hurried, and the steps were solemn and dull.

In the ward, Fan Luowei had just fallen asleep, when suddenly the lights were bright, and she woke up suddenly, squinting her eyes subconsciously and blocking her hands in front of her.

"Van Lowe."

The magnetic male voice, low and familiar to the bones, shook her, let go of the hand that covered her, and squinted at the man in front of her.

"Brother Mochuan......"

In the pupils that slowly adapted to the light, the man was long and jade, and his handsome and unparalleled face was expressionless.

"I'd like to hear you hear about it in the morning."

There was no trace of emotion in his voice, and his dark eyes shone with a cold glow.

Fan Luowei couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine, in the early April weather, the heating in the ward was on, and her lips trembled slightly.

"Brother Mochuan......"

"I want to hear the truth."

Fu Mochuan added that his voice was still not calm, and Fan Luowei's face was bloodless.

"Say it."

Fu Mochuan tore open the seat on the side of the bed, sat down lightly, and the two bodyguards who followed him had already withdrawn from the ward, one left and one right, quietly guarding the side of the door.

"I ......"

Fan Luowei heard her own heartbeat, puff and puff, looking at the man's indifferent face, she opened her mouth, and the words she spit out were dull and ugly, it seemed so difficult.

"Don't rush, think clearly." Fu Mochuan spoke again.

"I'm ......" Van Lowe burst into tears, and her hand under the sheet crept up.

"This morning, my aunt asked me out, and I later learned that she asked me to accompany her to your apartment in the middle of the water," Fan Luowei said this, and glanced at Fu Mochuan with a wince.

"Go on." The man's eyebrows didn't move.

Fan Luowei took a breath, her fingers tugged at the corners of her clothes, lowered her eyelids, and spoke slowly word by word.

"Auntie said that no matter what, I want you to move back home, she asked me to help clean up your things, I had no choice, I had to help her tidy up, was packing, I didn't expect my sister to come suddenly, she saw that our face was not very good, and I argued with my aunt a few words, I was a little scared, worried that it would hurt the child in the belly, so I secretly hid in the bedroom, and brought the door, and then heard her and aunt quarreling in the living room, I was not at ease, so I called my mother and asked her to come over, after a while, I heard my aunt screaming, When I ran out, my sister smashed a trophy on her head......"

Fu Mochuanjun's face was cold, and Fan Luowei had already reported to the police. The confession was recorded, and before he came, someone had reported it to him as it was.

An Qing and Xie Mingzhu had a quarrel, and Xie Mingzhu was seriously injured in the dispute, and she also wanted to hurt Fan Luowei, but fortunately, Zhang Lili arrived in time, and the two worked together to subdue her.

"Xiaowei, you know the consequences of lying to me." He interrupted Van Lowe, his voice deep.

Fan Luowei shuddered, her lips trembled, and she sobbed quietly: "Brother Mochuan, everything I said is true, my sister seemed to be crazy at that time, it was not enough for her to stun her aunt, and she took a knife to cut her, I saw my aunt fall to the ground, covered in blood, and I was afraid to die, but I didn't dare to help my aunt, woo, I was afraid that my sister would kill me too, woo, I still have a child in my belly...... I ran to the door as hard as I could, thinking that I would go out and ask for help, but luckily my mother came at this time......"

As if remembering the horrific scene again, Van Lowe shrunk on the hospital bed and shuddered, she stopped, and reached out to wipe her tears.

Through his fingers and tears, Fu Mochuan Junyan's face was cold and ethereal, like a snowy peak in the distant sky.

"You caused An Qing's injury?"

His voice was still so faint and undulating, but Fan Luowei sensitively heard a hint of the teacher's questioning.

"I don't want to, but if I don't do that, she's going to kill my mother." Fan Luowei sniffed, choked and said: "Mom saw her chasing me with a knife, anxious to protect me, rushed over to snatch the knife in her hand, my sister seemed to be crazy and said, if it weren't for my mother, her mother wouldn't have become like that, I saw her stab my mother, and I was anxious, so I picked up the trophy on the ground, closed my eyes and smashed it...... Woo, I'm really scared, I just think I can't let her kill my mother, and I don't know how hard I used, woo, Brother Mochuan, what's wrong with my sister now? And Auntie, I see she has shed a lot of blood, Auntie is okay now, right? ”

After the incident, several women in the room were injured to varying degrees, and Fan Luowei had another tire gas and was taken to the hospital by ambulance.

Zhang Lili's spleen ruptured and she was observed in the intensive care unit after the operation, and Fan Luowei was sent to a ward alone after emergency treatment, and before she fell asleep, there was no news from An Qing and Xie Mingzhu.

Fu Mochuan's heavy gaze was like a boundless sea, it seemed to be calm, Fan Luowei didn't dare to breathe heavily, feeling that he would set off stormy waves in the next second.

He stared at her, the man's oppressive gaze making Van Lowe's face even paler, and her palms under the sheet had been pinched into deep red marks.

"Hehe," Fu Mochuan suddenly smiled, and the cold air overflowed: "It's such a coincidence, An Qing and my mother are unconscious, I can only sit here and listen to your one-sided words."

It turned out that An Qing and Xie Mingzhu hadn't woken up yet.

Fan Luowei's heart was light, and then it was tight, and her tears flowed even more happily.

"Brother Mochuan, what reason do I have to lie to you, when Auntie wakes up, you can ask her in person, woo woo......"

She seemed to be so aggrieved that she couldn't go on, tears were running across her face, and Fu Mochuan looked away in annoyance.

"Are you done?"

The voice was not loud, and Van Lowe shuddered again, sniffed, and looked up at him in fear.

Fu Mochuan remained silent.

"Actually......" Fan Luowei seemed to remember something, her eyes were timid, and she stopped talking.

"Say!" Fu Mochuan frowned.

"I said, in fact, there is one more thing that I have never dared to say......" Glancing at the man's cold face, she lowered her head: "I lied when I recorded my confession just now, Brother Mochuan, I'm sorry, I told the police. I don't know why my aunt and sister quarreled, in fact, I heard some, my sister said that she wanted revenge, let her aunt pay for her life or something, I'm afraid that you will be angry if you blame me for talking nonsense, so I don't dare to tell the police like this. Examine. ”

Fu Mochuan took a deep breath, what he was worried about still happened.

"What else?" He asked, "Is there anything else you haven't told me?"

"No, I've said everything I know, Brother Mochuan, I don't dare to lie to you."

A bodyguard hurriedly came in and whispered something in Fu Mochuan's ear, he no longer looked at Fan Luowei, and the slender figure turned to leave.

In the room that calmed down again, Van Lowe leaned back in collapse, and before she knew it, her entire back was soaked with sweat.

When you close your eyes, you can still remember what happened in the morning, and it clearly seems to be happening.

The living room is a color of the water and sky.

Zhang Lili picked up the trophy on the ground, wrapped it in the corner of her wide clothes, gritted her teeth and smashed it on the side of An Qing's head.

One time.

Again.

Fan Luowei covered her mouth tightly, watching the blood slide down the corner of An Qing's forehead, her head tilted, and she fell into a coma again.

"Call the police!"

Zhang Lili threw the trophy, squatted down next to An Qing, and stuffed the blood-dripping fruit knife into her hand.

Fan Luowei watched all this at a loss, and the whole person was stupefied.

"Hurry!" Zhang Lili raised her head and glared at her, her voice cold: "Movie star An Qing deliberately killed someone, and after you saw it, she still wanted to kill people, I fought with her to protect you, you were worried about me, and accidentally stunned her."

"Oh." Fan Luowei picked up the phone, her fingers trembled, and she couldn't dial the number for a long time.

On the floor, Zhang Lili grabbed An Qing's hand, pushed and pulled, and the knife cut through her palm.

"Mom......" Van Lowe cried out in fear.

"Don't call yet!" Zhang Lili murdered her.

"I'll fight, I'll fight right away!" She cried and shuddered to dial the number: "110?" I'm going to call ......"

Zhang Lili gritted her teeth, listened to her last word, took out the fruit knife from An Qing's hand, reversed the knife, and plunged it into her abdomen.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Fan Luowei was shocked and hurriedly came over to help her.

"Leave me alone." Zhang Lili pushed her away: "If you don't want me to die, call an ambulance quickly."

"Oh."

This time, Fan Luowei dialed much faster, and after making the call, she also squatted in front of Zhang Lili, wanting to cover her wound for her.

Zhang Lili didn't pull out the knife. came out, pressed the wound with his hand, and the blood flowed all over his hand.

"Mom, how are you, don't scare me."

Zhang Lili also sat on the floor, her face pale.

"The police asked you why An Qing killed Xie Mingzhu, what did you say?"

"Because," Fan Luowei was obviously frightened, crying and thinking: "Because, Xie Mingzhu opposes her and Brother Mochuan."

"No, you're scared and hid in your bedroom, so you don't know anything."

Fan Luowei was confused, and only knew how to nod desperately.

Zhang Lili gasped, briefly told her about the process, and then asked her to repeat it, carefully pointing out the omissions.

"Remember?"

Fan Luowei nodded mechanically.

"You said, Fu Mochuan has already questioned Xie Mingzhu about the things back then?" Zhang Lili squinted her eyes gloomily: "If Fu Mochuan asks you, you tell him, you are only allowed to tell him alone, I heard An Qing say that she wants revenge and wants to find Xie Mingzhu to pay for her life."

Fan Luowei was stunned, and her consciousness finally returned.

"No, Brother Mochuan won't believe it, what if he pursues it?"

They have kept secrets for so many years, how can they easily say it to make people suspicious?

Zhang Lili took a deep breath and turned her gaze to An Qing not far away, her eyes floating ruthlessly.

"Now that there is only one gamble, there are all deaths, do you think Fu Mochuan will believe that it is just a simple dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law? That woman doesn't die, it's us who dies! ”

"Now," I vaguely heard a shrill siren outside the window, Zhang Lili gasped: "Go get something and plug the wound for Xie Mingzhu, how to say, she is also your future mother-in-law."

"Oh." Fan Luowei went to the bathroom and pulled a bath towel, trembling and covering Xie Mingzhu's heart.

She lay lifeless, and Van Lowe turned her face, not daring to probe her breathing......

Either you die or I die.

On the hospital bed, her fists clenched tighter and tighter.

This is a script written by Zhang Lili with her life, no matter how difficult it is, she can't make any mistakes......