"You say slowly, what's going on? Don't worry, you're not healed yet. Zhao Huanshu comforted on the phone.

Murong Yuhong sobbed softly, choked on the other side of the phone: "After you left, I quarreled with my father, and I talked back to him for the first time since I was a child, and he was very angry, but for my sake, he didn't beat me......"

"Your dad used to beat you?" Zhao Huanshu frowned.

"Well, he often said that there was still a 'stick drink' in ancient Zen Buddhism, and he beat me as a kind of education......" Murong Yuhong paused when he said this, and then choked up: "Later, my dad went out to answer the phone, and he fell down the stairs. ”

"What's going on? Is it serious? Zhao Huan said hurriedly.

Murong Yuhong's breathing was a little short, and his voice was relatively weak: "The sternum was broken, and there was a slight concussion, he always said during the period that it was a child who pushed him down, but the doctor in the inpatient department said that there is no child described by my father, and now that my father is in the operating room, my mother is going crazy, Brother Shu, I'm afraid ......."

"Did you say that my dad answered that ghost's call in the afternoon......" Murong Yuhong's voice trembled a little.

"Don't be afraid, there are so many children in the hospital, maybe the doctor didn't notice, I'll come over now." Zhao Huanshu talked to Murong Yuhong and asked her to stay calm, and at the same time went to the room next to him and called the fat man and Tang Rou.

Xuanyangzi said at first that he didn't want to go over, only saying that Murong Yuhong's father was to blame, and Zhao Huanshu was so good that he reluctantly agreed to follow everyone, after all, now that little ghost is eyeing Murong Yuhong's father, it is not ruled out that he will entangle Murong again.

On the way to the hospital, Zhao Huanshu asked Xuanyangzi if he still had a talisman, but Xuanyangzi shook his head and sighed: "I need seven days to refine that talisman, and I just have to sell all four of them to you, how can I have any?" Besides, that old stubborn tearing my talisman is disrespectful to the gods, and even if there is no imp to make trouble, he will be unlucky for a long time. ”

Zhao Huanshu was helpless and remembered a sentence: "You can not believe it, but you can't be disrespectful." ”

Murong Yuhong's father is obviously an atheist, if you want to talk about his behavior, in fact, Zhao Huanshu is not incomprehensible, after all, people in that era were in high positions, and some ideas have been solidified.

When Zhao Huanshu came to the hospital, when they went to Murong's ward, her father happened to come out of the operation and lay on the bed next to Murong.

"What are you doing here?" Seeing Zhao Huanshu walk into the ward, Murong Father's pale face immediately became stiff: "Don't you still think that our family is not harmed enough?" ”

"Hey, you keep saying that you are an elite in society, a high-level person, why are you so unreasonable?" Zhang Zhuangzhuang said impatiently: "We have already said in the afternoon, there is a little ghost entangled with Murong, you didn't listen, tore up the talisman, and now you are pushed downstairs by the ghost, but it blames us." ”

"Me!"

"Kid, his father, just say a few words, aren't the comrades of the Public Security Bureau investigating? I'm sure to find out who pushed you. Murong Yuhong's mother had red eyes, and her face was full of tiredness, it was enough for her to be so seriously injured by her baby daughter, and now her husband was ......

Knock knock.

At this time, several policemen came to the door of the ward, knocked on the door first, and only strode in after Murong Yuhong's father nodded.

"Huh? Uncle, why are you here? Zhao Huanshu saw the middle-aged policeman who took the lead, and immediately got up and said in surprise.

"What? Director Zhao, this is ......" Murong Yuhong's father glanced at Zhao Huanshu, and the look of disdain in his eyes seemed to subside a little.

"Oh, Mu Lao, this is my nephew, Zhao Huanshu." Director Zhao was also surprised when he saw Zhao Huanshu: "Why are you here?" ”

"Murong Yuhong is my high school classmate." Zhao Huan said.

Zhao Ju nodded, came to Murong Yuhong's father's bedside and held his hand: "Old Mu, why are you so careless, no, Director Qi knew that something happened to you, so he let me come over first." ”

"Director Qi is really, didn't I just call the police and say that someone pushed me? He is usually so busy, and he cares so much about me, an old man, Director Zhao, you better go back first, it's not good to stir up the crowd like this. Murong Yuhong's father closed his eyes slightly and said slowly.

Director Zhao knew that Murong Yuhong's father was saying polite words, so he simply said directly: "Old Mu, our Public Security Bureau has already looked at the surveillance, and we will soon be able to find out who pushed you." ”

"Hmm...... I want to see the monitoring, so I'll see it now. Murong Yuhong thought for a while.

"This ......"

"What, what's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Director Zhao motioned to the police officers around him to go to the monitoring room and bring the surveillance into his mobile phone.

During this period, Director Zhao motioned for Zhao Huanshu to go out to talk, and the two chatted in the corridor for a while.

Zhao Huanshu: "Uncle, what is the origin of Murong Yuhong's father, isn't he from the National Education Bureau?" Why do you police 'care' about him so much? ”

Director Zhao: "You kid, how many years ago was that, and now Mu Lao will soon be transferred to our province, I can't say the specifics, in addition, I advise you to stay away from his daughter, this old man, I can't afford to provoke you." ”

Zhao Huanshu smacked his lips and didn't ask much, in fact, he already knew in his heart that the people who could alarm provincial and department-level cadres by casually reporting to the police were definitely not ordinary people.

After a while, the surveillance video was sent, Murong Yuhong's father stared at the picture, he saw himself standing at the staircase making a phone call, and suddenly his body shook, and the whole person fell from the stairs, and there were no children at all.

Murong Yuhong's father was silent for a while, and first said to Director Zhao: "Bureau Zhao, I really don't have anything to do here, and I'm in good health, I can't get into trouble, there are so many things in the bureau, you, let's go and get busy with yourself first, don't be gossiped about for me, by the way, I mean the same to Director Qi." ”

Zhao Ju heard what Murong Yuhong's father meant, and after saying a few good words, he left first, leaving only Zhao Huanshu and them in the ward.

Murong Yuhong's father watched Zhao Ju leave, and snorted softly: "Stupid." ”

"Why are you counting people again, aren't others coming to see you?" Murong Yuhong's mother hurriedly said.

"I'm not talking about Zhao Ju, it's that Qi Hall, what does he mean?" Murong Yuhong's father slowly closed his eyes: "I'm going to be transferred here soon, if something happens, he will let a director come to see me, what will he think when other people see this?" I don't think he's gossiping enough......"

"Okay, okay, how can it be so serious." Murong Yuhong's mother hurriedly comforted.

Murong Yuhong's father sighed, then turned his head to Zhao Huanshu and them: "Xiao Zhao, come here, I want to ask you a few questions." ”