At this moment, Qin Caixing's ghost flashed in again. When he came to the sickbed, he saw Zhen Xinglong, who had been bowing his head, raised his head, leaned close to Qian Fufang's ear and whispered, why don't you admit it? I just said that you sent me up the mountain to find my mother to pay back the money.

Qian Fufang also whispered, can I admit it? Yesterday at noon, I had a dream while sleeping in the ward of the Jundu County People's Hospital, and I heard you say that if you don't pay back the money, you won't be able to get better. Besides, you didn't kill the old woman, and if you had killed her, and no one boiled water to pour on the scarecrow, my sores wouldn't have been so bad.

You are stupid, you returned the money to your mother yesterday afternoon, but your illness has not improved at all. Just now, the police brought the money back to you, you should ask for it. As for not repaying the account when you have money in the future, you can pay it back if you are in a good mood, and you won't pay it back if you are in a bad mood, not to mention that there is no IOU, and you can not pay it back at all. Zhen Xinglong blamed herself for being clever and blamed her for not losing the great opportunity for the police to refund her mother's money.

Qian Fufang was so enlightened by her husband, and she also felt stupid, so she regretted it. He whispered again, Xinglong, chase it out, the three policemen haven't gone far yet, and they have always asked for the 4,000 yuan back.

Zhen Xinglong, who was sitting, nodded, immediately stood up and turned around and went out to chase the three policemen.

The three policemen had already gotten out of the elevator and walked out of the first floor towards the police car parked on the edge of the hospital yard. Deputy Director Gu walked in front, took out the induction key and pressed it, the police car made a "tick" sound, the sound stopped, and before he opened the door, he heard a male voice shouting Director Gu.

When he looked back, it was none other than the man who was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed in the ward where Qian Fufang was hospitalized and kept bowing his head and saying nothing-Qian Fufang's husband Zhen Xinglong.

At this moment, Deputy Director Gu looked strangely at Zhen Xinglong, who looked a little obscene and cowering, and asked, is there something wrong?

Something, something. Zhen Xinglong, who had approached Deputy Director Gu, nodded and said.

Why didn't you talk about something we were in the ward just now? The square-faced policeman looked at him with a strange gaze and asked.

I didn't think about it, but now I think about it. Zhen Xinglong replied.

To make a long story short, we have to rush back to the county capital. Deputy Director Gu stretched out his hand to open the car door, but stopped and looked at him again.

Zhen Xinglong was about to speak, but the sound of car horns on the street was particularly harsh, and he was silent for a while.

The round-faced policeman opened the door of the back seat and looked at Deputy Director Gu for advice, Director Gu asked him to sit in the car and say forget it, there were many people and cars outside.

Yes. Deputy Director Gu said, then pulled the car door and put it in the driver's seat, closing the door. The square-faced policeman in the passenger seat and the round-faced policeman in the back seat also closed the door one after another, and the car seemed much quieter.

Deputy Director Gu turned around and looked back, and Zhen Xinglong, who was sitting on the right side of the round-faced policeman, looked uneasy, and motioned for him to speak.

Zhen Xinglong said, Director Gu, I'm very sorry, when you asked about my wife's situation in the ward, I didn't speak because I had concerns.

What are you going to say? What are the concerns?

I want to say that the 4,000 yuan in arrears was paid back to Hou Jinzhi and his mother on behalf of my wife. The reason why I, and my wife, didn't admit it when you asked at first was because I was afraid of losing face, this arrears had been too long, and it should have been repaid a long time ago, and it has been delayed until now, that is, yesterday afternoon, which lets others know what a loss of face!

When Deputy Director Gu heard this, he pondered for a long time, and then asked, your wife suffers from such a serious skin disease, and it is said that she bought all the tickets yesterday, and your wife still has something to do to go out of the city to Houzhuang, Wujinshan Town, dozens of kilometers away, to find the old mother to repay the money? What's more, your mother is not at home, and you are getting firewood on the mountain behind the house, can you and your sick wife still have the patience to go up the mountain to find your mother to repay the money?

Listening to my mother, she only saw a descendant who helped her carry firewood, and she didn't see your wife at all, nor did she mention your wife. I still don't know if the offspring she mentioned is you.

Zhen Xinglong didn't know how to answer properly, so he stubbornly said that the 4,000 yuan in arrears was indeed paid back to my mother for my wife.

Deputy Director Gu said calmly, this can't be confirmed, unless the mother identified you on the spot, but the mother said that she was confused at the time, and she didn't know who stuffed the 4,000 yuan in her right purse, that is, even if the Hou Sheng Yan that the mother said was you, but she didn't know if the 4,000 yuan was given to her by Hou Sheng Yan, because she was confused, and after she woke up, she didn't see Hou Sheng Yan.

According to the analysis of this situation, even if my mother is present to identify you as a descendant, she cannot confirm that you gave her this money. There must be something wrong with this, and we will continue to investigate.

Zhen Xinglong also felt that he couldn't justify himself, because Qian Fufang had a dream at noon yesterday, and in the dream, he learned that his mother boiled water and poured the scarecrow on her, and she couldn't talk about it, and it was not easy to talk about it.

Qian Fufang was afraid, so he insisted that he go to the countryside with him to find his mother to repay the money, and later changed for some reason, seeing that his mother was not at home, he went up the mountain to look for it, and the real situation of their attempt to murder his mother could not be told.

Hearing Deputy Director Gu say that he would continue to investigate, he was stunned, but he immediately calmed down again, he knew that although there was an attempt to kill his mother, only he and his wife knew, even if God knew, the earth knew, God knew, and ghosts knew, they couldn't be reported, it didn't matter.

Thinking of this, he didn't want to continue to drag on with the police, so he directly told his true purpose of catching up with the police: Director Gu, listen to you, that mother is kind-hearted and knows that my wife is sick and hospitalized and wants money, so she is willing to return the money I gave her back to me and use it as my wife's medical expenses, so that we can pay it back when we have money in the future.

Deputy Director Gu understood what he meant, and said coldly, you dream! Didn't I say it, did you give this 4,000 yuan to my mother, and I can't identify it, why do you want our police to return the money instead of my mother? Are you trying to engage in blackmail?

Director Gu, handcuff him. The square-faced policeman in the passenger seat had been listening, feeling that Zhen Xinglong still wanted to play the policeman's tricks, and a resentment had already arisen in his heart, and he reached out and took out the shiny handcuffs from his bag and shook them at him.

I think you must have a ghost in your heart. The round-faced policeman turned his face sideways and looked at Zhen Xinglong, who was sitting next to him, and said.

I didn't do anything bad, just saying a word, is it blackmail? Forget it, I don't want the 4,000 yuan. Zhen Xinglong stretched out his hand to push the car door as he spoke, where did he dare to sit more? Get out of the car immediately, hoping to get out of the police's sight as soon as possible.

The 4,000 yuan was not yours in the first place, and if you say that, you are dishonest. The square-faced policeman put the handcuffs back in his bag and said unwillingly.

The origin of the 4,000 yuan is unknown, we have to continue to investigate, and if we find that this guy has a problem, we will find him to settle the account. Deputy Director Gu started the police car as he spoke.

Police cars make U-turns, honk their horns, and slowly drive out of the hospital gate along the exit, and then merge into the rolling traffic, like a wave into the depths of the city.

At this time, Zhen Xinglong, who regretted that he shouldn't have gone to the police, hadn't returned to the ward, he had just come out of the elevator, walking slowly, and he didn't want to go fast, because he was thinking about what words to use to answer his wife Qian Fufang, but he hadn't thought about it.

He was thinking: Qian Fufang was counting on him to catch up with the police and ask for the 4,000 yuan back, but he returned empty-handed, and although Qian Fufang was sick and in pain, he would still complain endlessly.

Originally, I asked for leave to accompany my wife to see a doctor at these times, and I felt a little annoyed, and if my wife had to count him for this money, my mood would be even worse.

When he was about to move to the door of the ward, Zhen Xinglong finally came up with a good idea, that is, he told his wife directly that he did not catch up with the police, and he went down from the 12th floor, only to walk out of the door on the first floor, and saw that the police car had just driven away.

Unexpectedly, the idea didn't work, that is, it didn't work.

Zhen Xinglong entered the ward, approached Qian Fufang's hospital bed, and found that she had fallen asleep, as if she was sleeping very deeply, and was snoring lightly.

I saw her leaning sideways, her back slightly bent towards the aisle, her face full of rotten sores facing the wall. There are two bold letters on the wall: Quiet.

Zhen Xinglong has always been unconcerned, and at this time, it is particularly disturbing. He suddenly had an itchy throat, and he had to endure coughing if he wanted to, but he couldn't help it, so he raised his hand to his mouth, turned around and ran to the aisle outside the door, and coughed freely and unrestrained.

Later, when I went in, I saw that the patients and their families in other beds, who did not take a nap, and if they were picking up things, they also consciously handled them carefully and did not make any loud noises.

Some people have to make a sound to go to the toilet, so they close the toilet door tightly, and the sound sounds vague and faint, and does not disturb the quiet atmosphere that has been created in this ward.

But this quiet atmosphere was soon broken, and Zhen Xinglong and other patients and their families heard and saw that Qian Fufang, who was sleeping deeply, was dreaming - I'm sorry, I was wrong, I must confess. Spare me! Can you make my disgusting skin disease with rotten sores good......

This dream made other patients and their families feel inexplicable when they hear it. Zhen Xinglong heard it, but it made him tremble in his heart, because Qian Fufang did not pay back the money owed Hou Jinzhi, and he was forced to return the money to her mother yesterday, also out of helplessness and fear, and Qian Fufang was still bad at heart before, hoping that instigating himself to murder Hou Jinzhi and her mother could kill two birds with one stone.

One can escape the arrears; Second, no one will boil water to pour on the scarecrow, in that case, Qian Fufang's rotten sores can be cured without treatment. Her wishful thinking is very good, but now her condition has deteriorated, and it is not satisfactory.

Qian Fufang said in her dream, but what she encountered in her dream was unknown, and Zhen Xinglong couldn't guess it. He even wanted to answer when his wife was talking in his sleep, but he was scared again.

I remember that when my grandmother was alive in my early years, she often told her grandchildren, including him: You must remember that if someone says something in a dream, do not answer. If the answer is yes, and the dreamer says, "You are going to die," then it will really work.

As for whether that's the case, Zhen Xinglong doesn't know, but he believes what his grandmother said, it is for the good of their future life. He would rather believe that this is true than take the risk of trying to answer the person who is talking in the dream, even if the person who is talking in the dream is his wife, he must hold steady and not be silent.