Qi Ran didn't care about the discussion of others, he took Mu Tang back to the ward, and almost at the same time as he arrived at the ward, the doctor had already rushed over.

Because the wounds on Mu Tang's body needed to be dressed, it was inconvenient for Qi Ran to be present, so he could only wait in the living room.

He stood silently in the living room, staring at the closed room door, motionless.

I don't know how long it took for the doctors and nurses to open the door and come out.

The injuries on Mu Tang's arms and legs were cracked open and re-stitched, and he had some fever because of some infections.

In the later stage of cultivation, you need to be very careful not to get water again to avoid re-infection.

Again, if you pull or something, it will be more difficult for the wound to heal, and it is likely to leave a scar.

Qi Ran listened quietly to the doctor's explanation, and his eyebrows became heavier and heavier.

After the doctor's instructions, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he left directly with the nurse.

When Qi Ran entered the inner ward, Mu Tang was lying quietly, and he had already fallen asleep after using anesthesia to suture the wound just now.

He still had a potion on his hand, and his clothes had changed.

Qi Ran looked down at himself, thought about it, went to the bathroom to clean up and change into clean clothes, and then went to bed and carefully hugged Mu Tang into his arms.

He kissed her on the forehead, hugged her, and closed his eyes.

……

Police Station Criminal Investigation Brigade

The atmosphere was very dull, and the faces of the people who came and went were not very good.

No one ever thought that there would be an inner ghost between them.

This inner ghost is still a colleague they have worked together for a long time, and he is a 'comrade-in-arms' who has entrusted his back and life many times when he is on a mission.

In the interrogation room, Zhou Qi lowered his head, the wound on his arm had been treated, and he was wrapped in bandages.

At the moment, his hands are hanging on his lap and he is handcuffed.

This time, he moved from the position of the interrogator to the position of the suspect.

Qin Zheng sat opposite him, smoking cigarette after cigarette, and the cigarette butts were already thrown all over the ashtray.

Qin Zheng sat on the body of another police officer in charge of the record, not very old, called Mu Shuai, a new police officer who had just joined the criminal investigation team this year.

No one spoke.

After a long time, Zhou Qi suddenly coughed a few times, and said hoarsely, "Boss, give me a cigarette......"

Qin Zheng raised his eyes to look at him, and the two looked at each other.

Without speaking, Qin Zheng pushed the cigarette case on the table in front of him.

Zhou Qi raised his handcuffed hands, trembled slightly, took out a cigarette, and said, "Boss, help light a fire......

Qin Zheng got up and lit the cigarette for him.

Zhou Qi took a hard sip.

The smell of nicotine permeated the interrogation room and was numbing.

He smoked almost half a cigarette and coughed heavily several times before he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, breaking the cold silence of the interrogation room.

"I know what you want to ask, yes, I killed Zhao Wan."

He was already very calm, as if he had kidnapped Mu Tang on the rooftop before, and it was not he who was emotional.

He actually knows very well that by now, he has no way out.

This road has finally come to an end......

Qin Zheng rolled a few times in his throat and extinguished the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray.

"Why did you kill her?"

His voice was also very calm, as if Zhou Qi was just an ordinary suspect.

Zhou Qi took another puff of cigarette and shook the ashes, "For money." ”

Qin Zheng squinted, and Zhou Qi sneered, "The 1.8 million in her account is mine, she wants to run away with the money, so naturally I can't let her go." ”