Hospital.

When Su Zhan arrived, he bumped into Huo Xiumo taking medicine in the infirmary, his suit was taken off, the dark black shirt on his body was wrinkled and messy, and his tie was crooked.

"Second brother, who are you letting you fight?"

Su Zhan's evil eyes stared at Huo Xiumo's handsome facial features in surprise, and Secretary Li took a cotton swab and dipped it in the potion and smeared it on the corner of his forehead.

Huo Xiumo's facial features were deep, and his thin lips were pursed very tightly, forming a straight line and not speaking.

Secretary Li said: "Mr. Huo had a fight with Mr. Jiang Ya Dongjiang. ”

Su Zhan understood, pulled a chair and sat down, frowning: "Jiang Yansheng miscarried, did her father blame you?" ”

Secretary Li said again: "It was Mr. Huo who did it first. ”

"Can an old man hurt my second brother?" Su Zhan didn't believe it.

Secretary Li shook his head: "Mr. Huo didn't fight back after punching Mr. Jiang, and Mr. Jiang hit Mr. Huo several times in the back." ”

Su Zhan was speechless, his delicate eyebrows were shrouded in boredom, and he took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket and wanted to smoke it, regardless of the fact that this was a hospital.

After Secretary Li applied the wounds on Mr. Huo's face with the potion, he withdrew from the infirmary.

There are no outsiders, one thing Su Zhan is holding back in his heart, he has been repeatedly tortured so much that he can't sleep well recently, and he can't bear to say: "Second brother, I slept with my sister-in-law." ”

Huo Xiumo lifted his eyelids indifferently and stared at him, his eyes suddenly bursting with a strong and terrifying killing intent.

Su Zhan's hand shook, and the cigarette fell: "Second brother, what I just said is too general, it's not really sleeping, it's that I was tricked by Jiang Yansheng." ”

He told Huo Xiumo about his investigation that Jiang Yansheng had lived with a mysterious person for three years, and how he was coerced by Jiang Yansheng later.

In the end, the guilt in Su Zhan's heart was reduced by more than half, and he was indignant: "She stunned me for taking intimate photos, which woman can do the same thing as her?" ”

"Second brother, I'll go check later, the wild man who lives with your wife is called Ji Wenlun, his ancestors are all medical talents, and his family is ......."

"Su Zhan, she confessed to me."

Huo Xiumo interrupted him, and the voice that overflowed from his throat did not contain any emotion: "This matter, you don't have to look any further." ”

Su Zhan said for a long time, dumbfounded.

Huo Xiumo asked him to take a cigarette and smoke, with a hint of pain in his eyes, and his thin lips pulled lightly: "When you meet her in the future, don't mess with her." ”

Under Su Zhan's confused eyes, he was gone, and his voice was a little heavy: "For your own safety." ”

……

From Su Zhan's words, Huo Xiumo was even more sure in his heart that Jiang Yansheng's mental illness was schizophrenia.

Moreover, it is a very dangerous personality to live in extremes.

He was in the infirmary, cigarette after cigarette, his throat was unbearably dry, and all that flashed in his mind were fragments of his time with her.

This woman with a soft appearance is full of resilience and stubbornness in her heart, she will not think of this layer even if she can, she is too good at covering it up, except for revealing flaws here in Ji Wenlun, she has a perfect reason to explain the past for all abnormalities.

Huo Xiumo thought of her disappearance after the incident again and again, and a sharp pain hit his heart, which made his cold facial features change color, and he couldn't even hold a cigarette steadily.

The long fingers clenched the cigarette butt, which was already deformed and could not be smoked, but he sent it to his thin lips without knowing it, and only the faint smell of tobacco could calm his mind.

Knock knock!

At the door, a doctor came to disturb: "Mr. Huo, I have a patient coming to see a doctor, there is a smoking area on the left turn of the corridor, you can see ......"

Before the doctor finished speaking, Huo Xiumo had already got up with a frown and strode out.

He extinguished his cigarette and threw it in the trash, and stood tall at the window for a full ten minutes of cold wind.

After the smell of smoke on his body faded a lot, Huo Xiumo walked to the ward.

It's almost three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Huo Xiumo's movements were very light when he pushed open the door, he was not sure if Jiang Yansheng was asleep, his tall and indifferent figure froze and did not move, and he listened to the woman's slight breathing for a while.

The door was pushed open and closed, and the room was dimly lit, and as he approached with his footsteps, he could vaguely see the pale woman lying on the bed.

Huo Xiumo stood in front of the edge of the bed, his eyes dark, and he looked at her for a long time.

Jiang Yansheng even fell asleep, his eyebrows were frowning and he looked very uncomfortable, and his beautiful and delicate face was almost whiter than the color of the quilt, without blood, and it was so weak that it seemed to be close to transparent in the next moment.

Her strength was completely shattered by this injury.

Huo Xiumo's eyes were full of vague emotions, and he knelt on one knee in front of the bed, stretching out his slender hand and gently touching her cold face.

It was very cold, and her eyebrows, nose and lips were cold.

Huo Xiumo's body couldn't help but get closer, and pressed his forehead against her white forehead, very lightly, silently and affectionately.

Jiang Yansheng's long eyelashes were tightly closed, but at the moment when the man bowed his head and his thin lips wanted to kiss her pale lips.

Suddenly, it opened.

Her eyes were cold, matching the deep eyes of the man above.

Huo Xiumo's heart was suddenly clenched silently by something, making his thin lips tense, and his tired expression changed and changed.

In a few short seconds, the scene just now seemed to not exist, Jiang Yansheng slowly closed his eyes, and his thick long eyelashes were calmly shadowed under his face.

She fell asleep.

Huo Xiumo's body stiffened in front of the edge of the bed, listening to her even and subtle breathing for a long time, and did not wake up.

……

"Get a few bodyguards to stay outside and watch her." Huo Xiumo came out of the ward and ordered Secretary Li in a deep voice.

Jiang Yansheng suspected that he had a mental illness, and Secretary Li knew about it, so he asked, "Mr. Huo, do you want to invite Dr. Bai to come?" ”

Huo Xiumo looked at it expressionlessly.

Secretary Li said, "We can ask Dr. Bai to disguise himself as an ordinary doctor to treat his wife. ”

Huo Xiumo pondered for a moment, but did not agree: "Don't let Doctor Bai come over, take care of her first." ”

In the ward just now, Huo Xiumo clearly saw Jiang Yansheng's eyes when he woke up, cold and emotionless.

If it weren't for the fact that her body had already been overloaded, she wouldn't have fallen asleep quickly at the same time.

Secretary Li understood.

Huo Xiumo left the hospital, and he took the bodyguards to a place.

That place was Jiang Yansheng's small apartment.

He remembered that at the beginning, the relationship between the two was not familiar, Jiang Yansheng would live in his apartment, and he took him back to Dujingyuan a few times before he had the consciousness of living with her husband.

Moreover, Huo Xiumo had also seen Jiang Yansheng put a lock on her study.

One incident after another has made Jiang Yansheng's illness clear, but he is trying his best to find clues to prove it.

Perhaps, he guessed all this wrongly.

In this self-deceptive mentality, Huo Xiumo wanted to see what secrets Jiang Yansheng was hiding in her apartment study.