Ding Baixue sat on the hospital bed, holding her knees with her hands, her head buried between her legs, and her mood was very low.

Gao Feng and Xiao Yue sat on the chairs on the side, and after the two came in, they didn't speak, just looked at Ding Baixue quietly.

It took a full ten minutes for Ding Baixue to lift his head, which was buried between her legs.

Her eyes were rosy, just past the way she looked.

After wiping his hand on his eyes, he sniffed hard and said, "Sorry, can you give me a cigarette?" ”

Is this woman crazy?

Almost died of carbon monoxide and smoked before recovering?

Xiao Yue's eyebrows tightened slightly, and she looked at Ding Baixue suspiciously.

Gao Feng had already been in contact with Ding Baixue a few times, and knew that this woman was a non-smoker, so it seemed ridiculous to suddenly ask for a cigarette, but it was reasonable.

It can be seen from Ding Baixue's appearance that her current mood is very chaotic.

She needed a cigarette to help calm herself.

Smoking may not help at all, but just as a person thinks that someone else will drink to relieve their sorrows, sometimes they want to take a sip.

Ding Baixue may belong to this mentality.

Or rather, Ding Baixue smoked when she was young, and now her chaotic emotions have stimulated her addiction to smoking.

Anyway, she needed a cigarette.

"Help her get a cigarette." Gao Feng commanded.

Xiao Yue got up and left the ward, and came back in less than a minute, with half a box of cigarettes and a lighter in her hand.

Ding Baixue's hands trembled a little, and after stuffing the cigarette into his mouth, he hit it hard several times without igniting the fire.

Gao Feng stepped forward to take the lighter and helped light a cigarette for her.

"Do you want to be cold?" Gao Feng asked for no reason.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

I don't know if it was stimulated by Gao Feng's words, or if the body instinctively rejected nicotine, Ding Baixue was choked by the smoke and coughed non-stop, and it took a long time to stabilize.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Ding Baixue said and pressed the cigarette on the bed to extinguish it.

It turns out that cigarettes really don't help her.

"Are you crying because of Mo Leng?" Gao Feng asked again.

Ding Baixue looked up at Gao Feng, hesitated for a moment, and nodded her forehead in response: "That's right, I miss him, and I think a lot about us being together."

I'm sorry for him, and if I hadn't betrayed him, he might still be alive. ”

"It's not about who is right and who is wrong."

Gao Feng comforted, sat back in his chair and said,

"Tell me what you called us over."

Ding Baixue looked hesitant again, and after taking a deep breath, she said with some uncertainty: "I...... may know who killed Mo Leng. ”

Gao Feng didn't rush to ask who the murderer was, but asked, "So you also think that Mo Leng died of murder, not an accident?" ”

Ding Baixue nodded and said, "Yes, I now suspect that he was murdered." ”

"Who is it?" Gao Feng asked unhurriedly.

"Zuo Hui!" Ding Baixue said in a low voice.

Gao Feng heard Xiao Yue beside him take a sharp breath, and he looked very surprised, and his eyebrows were also tight.

Ding Baixue and Zuo Hui were originally lovers, but she betrayed Mo Leng for Zuo Hui.

Although the two did not get together in the end, they still have feelings for each other.

Now, Ding Baixue actually said that Zuo Hui was the murderer of Mo Leng.

This is an accusation.

Very serious accusations!