I kept urging the master to hurry up all the way, and he was very impatient with my noise.

I finally came to the hospital, I threw down a hundred yuan, and I hurried towards the hospital without even looking for change.

"You pay back my mother, I'm just such a mother, you pay me ......" I just got out of the elevator door when I heard the voice of the fat man, crying so deafeningly.

Although he didn't have much to offer, this cry didn't seem to be fake, and he was really sad.

There was a lot of water around the door of the ward, and I finally squeezed in, and the fat man knelt at the door of the ward and cried, as if he didn't care about his image.

I've never seen him like this, and seeing him like this, my aunt's affairs make me feel even more heavy.

"Cousin, where's my aunt?" I went over and tried to help him up, but he was crying like a man, with a handful of snot and tears. No matter how much I cry, he just won't get up.

The door of the ward was closed, and there were two policemen standing next to it, pulling a cordon, and it seemed that the policemen were handling the case inside.

On the way here, I was still thinking, this is all impossible, why was my aunt killed when she was so good?

Maybe the fat man deliberately scared me? But when I came here and saw it with my own eyes, my heart began to tremble.

The fat man's mood at this moment was broken, crying to death, and he couldn't even speak. "Sister, I won't have a mother anymore, my mother was fine when she was sent to the hospital, I dozed off for a while, and when I woke up, it was gone, it was gone, it was gone......"

As soon as he said this, he immediately became very excited again.

"Cousin, get up, don't cry......" Seeing him cry like this, my nose was also a little sore, but I knew that I couldn't be like him now. Because the more this time comes, the more important it is to stay sane.

I was born into a complicated family when I was a child, and I was bothered by family trivialities all day long. Especially with such a terrible father, he almost every once in a while to find something for me, so there are often people who come to my house to find trouble, and I have already been able to deal with it. Growing up, I was the more rational and calm type.

It was forced at first, but now it has become a habit.

"I can't get up, I'm not filial, you said that my mother raised me so big, I haven't done my filial piety to her, she is gone. What am I going to do? Your hospital must give me an explanation today! He refused to get up, crying until both of his eyes were red and swollen.

Several leaders of the hospital were also here to comfort him, but he couldn't listen to anything at the moment, and he was extremely sad to think about it.

My heart is also very complicated at the moment, I haven't seen my aunt's body so far, but I know that the police will not allow me to go in if they are handling the case inside.

I am also afraid to see the body of my aunt who was killed, maybe this is a kind of human nature, there is always a deep love for the living, but for the dead, there is an innate sense of fear.

The fat man has become like this again, he has no reason at all, he can't say anything clearly, and I still haven't figured out how my aunt was killed.

When I was anxious, the dean who appeased the fat man pulled me and motioned me to step aside and say a few words to me.

I thought about following him, and he called me to the side of the hallway to talk to me.

This is a man in his early fifties, who looks more amiable, but his face is also full of sadness at the moment.

"Hello, who are you from the dead?" He asked politely.

"Hello, I am the niece of the deceased, and that one was my cousin just now. I want to ask you what happened to my aunt? I came to see her yesterday and she was fine, why is there no one today? I asked with a heavy heart.

"This ...... We've turned up the hospital's video surveillance, and she's still alive at four in the morning because your cousin went to fetch her water at that time. We now conclude that she may have died after five o'clock in the morning, before which a male doctor had been to the ward, and no one had ever approached her since. We don't want that to happen, and we're sorry. "The dean apologized to me after explaining.

So my aunt was killed and not something unclean?

That's right, I would have suspected that she died of something unclean.

When I asked her the truth about my mother, she spoke to me in a deadly tone, and said, "Auntie is not afraid, Auntie has such a life left, it doesn't matter whether she lives or dies."

At that time, I didn't quite understand, didn't she just tell me some truth, why she would say it so seriously.

Including when I left at the end, I saw the despair of life in her eyes, and the bottom of her eyes was gray, and there was no more color.

There was also Aunt Li, the midwife, who was also frightened by the question I was going to ask before, as if she was particularly repulsed and scared.

It forced me to combine these two things.

Is the reason why Aunt Li is reluctant to tell me is because she told me that she will encounter any danger in the future? So she kept her mouth shut?

And my aunt knew that she wouldn't live long if she told me the truth of the matter, so she told me that it didn't matter if she lived or died?

My brain suddenly got a little confused, and I couldn't figure out what was going on. Even if my aunt told me the truth, outsiders didn't know what she told me! At that time, there was no one else except the fat man, and it was impossible for the fat man to report to anyone, right? Besides, where did he go to report the news?

Does the killing of my aunt have anything to do with what told me the truth yesterday?

If so, the murderer was the one who killed my mother?

"Dean, now you mean, it's possible that the doctor is the murderer, right?" With a heavy heart, I asked the doubts in my heart.

I had to make sure of one thing, that the doctor was alive and not something else.

The dean nodded, "It should be that he killed him correctly, he still had a knife in his hand when he came out of the ward." But he wears a mask and a hat, and he keeps his head down all the time, so we don't know who he is until now. But the current situation is like this, you can trust us, we and the police will definitely give you an explanation, your cousin is not in a good mood, I want to trouble you if you can appease him. ”

This is as it should be, I did not refuse, people die in the hospital, and the hospital must be responsible. But the investigation is still ongoing, and we have to give the hospital time.