Zhang Sijiu's questioning brought Yang Yuanding's attention back.

After a night of fever, his lips were full of dry skin, his face was a little sluggish, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Do you know why Mr. Zhou died?" ”

This question stopped Zhang Sijiu.

How could she possibly know why Mr. Zhou was sought for revenge? And looking at that posture, it is clearly a sea of blood feud!

"Revenge? Maybe his son had offended someone outside? Zhang Sijiu tried to guess, but she felt that Yang Yuanding seemed to know everything. But how would he know? Could it be that Yang County ordered the investigation to be so fast?

Yang Yuanding shook his head.

Zhang Sijiu didn't guess either, and asked him directly: "Why is that?" You got it? ”

"It's because of me." After Yang Yuanding said this, his eyes turned red directly.

Zhang Sijiu was stunned, and for a moment he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

But when she was sure that she had heard correctly, she also felt that Yang Yuanding had made a mistake. Yang Yuanding is now a little kid, at most a junior high school student, what can a junior high school student do? And let Mr. Zhou be killed?

She deeply suspected that before she could say anything, Yang Yuanding had already closed her eyes and repeated sadly: "It's really because of me." ”

Before the sentence "impossible" could be blurted out, Zhang Sijiu suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he was suddenly unable to speak.

She suddenly thought about why Yang Yuanding said that he caused Mr. Zhou's death.

Yesterday, there seemed to be a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

Seeking revenge can not be used with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

And those abusive wounds...... What if it wasn't for revenge?

That is to extort confessions through harsh interrogation.

But what is there for Mr. Zhou to extort a confession?

Combined with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, Mr. Zhou's identity, and Yang Yuanding's words, the answer seems to be ready to come out.

A cold breath suddenly rose from under his feet, making Zhang Sijiu goosebumps all over his body - mainly because he has never lived in a peaceful and prosperous world, a society governed by the rule of law, he has never experienced such a thing, and he never thought that one day he would feel what it means to be outside the rule of law so closely!

The distance between life and death seems to be closer than when I was in the emergency department. And the process of life and death is far more cruel than what the hospital sees.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, in the end, everyone has to go through. It's part of nature.

But when others kill them brutally, or because of conspiracy and profit, it feels completely different from dying of illness.

It took her a long time to find her voice: "Is it your drawing?" ”

"Hmm." Yang Yuanding responded, his voice revealed a sense of dejection, and he even asked Zhang Sijiu: "You say, shouldn't I do this?" Even if I wasn't so casual at the time and didn't show Mr. Zhou the drawings, maybe ...... No, it won't, the murderer won't believe it. ”

His tone became more and more depressed, and finally the quilt was pulled up, covering his face and the tears that came out: "Si Jiu, today is Mr. Zhou, will it be you tomorrow, the eldest brother and the second brother, and even the father and mother?" Why didn't they just come and arrest me-"

"They don't dare, and they don't have a chance." Zhang Sijiu looked at the pattern on the quilt and said truthfully: "You are in the county office, and the Yang county order is an official." If something happens to anyone in your family, the court will definitely not give up. The murderer is probably afraid of causing too much trouble. ”

"As for me, they don't think I'm a kid who understands anything. It's useless to catch it back. When Zhang Sijiu said this, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: I never felt that it was such a good thing to be young! I feel like I've escaped invisibly!

But when you think about it this way, doesn't it mean that Mr. Zhou is even more unlucky? None of the others were suitable, but he was the only one......

Zhang Sijiu suddenly had a feeling that it was inappropriate to say anything.

She didn't encounter such a thing, of course she was afraid and glad. But this kind of happiness seems to be a bit disrespectful to the deceased - it feels like saying that fortunately it is someone else.

However, Zhang Sijiu felt that he had such uncomfortable emotions, let alone Yang Yuanding.

I'm afraid that no one in the world can truly empathize with Yang Yuanding.

Zhang Sijiu could only say softly in the end: "If you are sad and blame yourself, just cry." After crying, it will feel a little better. ”

There was a suppressed cry from the quilt soon, and finally it turned into a howling cry, and then into a breathless sob, and finally it didn't take long for Yang Yuanding to finally stand it, and he lifted the quilt, revealing an extremely embarrassed face.

His eyes were red from crying, like red rabbit eyes, with a childish face, more or less hit Zhang Sijiu's soft heart, and he couldn't help but take out the tenderness he used to treat children: "The nose is not breathing? It's okay, just take a break. Or you lie on your side and soon get to one side. ”

Zhang Sijiu even picked up the handkerchief next to him and wiped his nose carefully - well, there is quite a lot of snot, but it is all clear nose, indicating that there is no upper respiratory tract inflammation...... That's a good thing.

Yang Yuanding was embarrassed, so he took the handkerchief and blew it by himself.

Seeing that he was too hard, Zhang Sijiu kindly reminded: "Don't blow your nose too hard, be careful of otitis media." ”

Blowing your nose too hard is cool for a while, but if you blow your nose too hard, it will damage the nasal mucosa, and the nasal mucus will pour into the ear canal, plus the problem of bacteria, resulting in otitis media.

At this time, Yang Yuanding didn't dare to blow his nose.

He looked at Zhang Sijiu with his eyes open, shocked and pitiful - blowing his nose is so scary?

"It's fine gently. Plug one nostril and blow lightly. Zhang Sijiu pointed out funny, feeling that this child is the type that all doctors like: listen to the doctor more!

Yang Yuanding blew his nose obediently and gently, and with that posture, he estimated that he couldn't remember Mr. Zhou's matter for a while.

Zhang Sijiu didn't wait for him to finish his snot, so he diverted his attention again: "Do you want to drink sweet porridge or salty porridge?" ”

Yang Yuanding subconsciously chosen: "I want to drink salty porridge." ”

"I'll ask if there's any." Zhang Sijiu got up and went out to ask Chen Dou.

When she got up to leave, Yang Yuanding suddenly reacted: Huh? Si Jiu, does she treat me as a little pot friend? And what's going on, I obviously don't have an appetite, why did I choose it?! Shouldn't I say I don't want to eat?

However, when Zhang Sijiu came back with a bowl of minced porridge, he still didn't dare to say a word he didn't want to eat: the porridge he chose had to drink two sips while kneeling!

There is not only minced meat in the minced pork porridge, but also shredded ginger and chopped green onions, and even two drops of sesame oil.

Most patients with fever have symptoms of no taste in their mouths, so at this time, this bowl of porridge is very suitable.

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