The man's hoarse voice came out, "I'm sorry."

Immediately after that, he staggered Qin Chunian and left in a hurry.

Qin Chu Nian was a little inexplicable, but the man's voice made her feel uncomfortable.

Hoarse, rough, like the feeling of being burned through the throat by fire and damaging the vocal cords.

When Qin Chu read the Shang Yi ward, she was still thinking about the man's voice, and she couldn't help but look back in the direction of the elevator.

Shang Yan asked her, "What are you looking at?"

"When I came, I met a strange person."

Shang Yan locked the phone screen and put it aside, and he asked, "How strange is it?"

Qin Chunian shook her head, feeling that it was not good to talk about others like this behind her back, she put the thermos bucket next to her and changed the topic: "Sister Shang Miao said that you have to make up for your injury, so I stewed some pork rib soup for you, can you taste it?"

Shang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Pork rib soup?"

Qin Chunian nodded, with a serious expression: "Eat and make up, I'll go back and stew for you tomorrow."

Qin Chunian's cooking skills can only be regarded as ordinary, but when she stewed the soup, she still deliberately searched for the recipe, and the taste was not bad.

Shang Yan drank almost all of them.

Qin Chu looked at him blankly: "Is it delicious?"

"Hmm."

"When I went back to Shanghai, I first stewed some soup for my dad to drink, so that he could dissipate his anger, and then we apologized to him together." Qin Chu looked at Shang Yi tentatively.

The question of not leaving the Shanghai market in three sentences now is to emphasize the seriousness of apologizing to Shang Yan and Qin Cheng at any time.

Shang Yan said, "Listen to you."

Qin Chunian breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she sat down on the edge of the hospital bed, took the hand that Shang was tired of hanging water, and gently stroked the needle on the back of her hand for him with her fingertips.

She sighed softly, "I think I'd better learn how to cook more and try to make my parents happy."

There was a lot of worry in her eyes, in fact, she herself knew that the behavior of these sugar-coated shells must not be very effective in front of Qin Cheng.

It's just that she is always thinking about it now, and she always thinks if there is anything she can do better.

Shang Yan came over with his other hand and pinched her face: "You don't have to learn, I'll do it."

His tone was gentle and considerate, but Qin Chunian felt a sense of astringency in his heart.

It is clear that Shang Wei knows how to make her happy and will make things less difficult to do.

But he did it so hard to end at the time.

She can understand the character flaws caused by the distortion of her original family, but she still feels uncomfortable.

Her drooping eyelashes trembled, and she squeezed her fingers into Shang Yan's fingers one by one, and then gently clasped them.

She whispered, "Ahhhhhh

Shang Yan looked down at her, and the ten interlocking fingers, the Adam's apple rolled down, and a deep voice overflowed: "Hmm."

Shang Yan's wound was too deep, and the healing speed was not too fast, Qin Chunian went back and forth between the hospital and his home every day, and by the way, he also stewed soup for Shang Yan in a variety of ways.

During this period, she actually wanted to call Qin Songbai and ask about Zhu He, but she thought that Shang Yan's injury had not recovered yet, and she was not good at using these things to influence him again.

Even though Shang Wei may have known it for a long time, there is no need not to open which pot to mention.

When Shang Miao called and asked her to go to the police station, she was still in the hospital.

Shang Miao said that the people who came to the house to make trouble should be sentenced to two years in prison, and asked her if she wanted to see her.

Qin Chunian originally wanted to refuse, but he heard Shang Miao say that those people had something to do with Zhu He, so he agreed.

After agreeing on the time, Qin Chu read it and found that Yan Shujin was also there.

Shang Miao said, "He is more familiar with the affairs of the police station than we are, and it is also troublesome for him to meet those people."

Qin Chunian looked at Yan Shujin now and didn't know what to say, but Yan Shujin kept looking at him with warm concern

The light stared at Qin Chunian.

He asked in a dumb voice, "Xiao Nian, are you okay?"

"I went abroad that afternoon, I didn't expect such a thing to happen, yesterday Shang Miao told me, and I came back immediately."

Qin Chunian avoided his eyes, "You don't need to explain this to me, it's normal for you to be busy with your own affairs, I'm also fine, and Ah Yan is also recovering well."

"Disgusted?" Yan Shujin asked, "So even if you know those things, you still think he's right?"

Yan Shujin's volume was raised, he looked at Qin Chu Nian disapprovingly, and the words had already reached his lips, but he still didn't say anything when he thought of something.

He closed his eyes before slowly speaking, "Forget it, Xiao Nian, sooner or later you will know what kind of person he is."

After he finished speaking, he raised his leg and walked towards the police station.

Shang Miao followed Qin Chunian's side, his expression slightly gloomy: "I called you over, it's actually because someone has explained something, you can ask yourself."

"What? Doesn't it have something to do with Zhu He?"

Shang Miao pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, logically speaking, in this case, it is not very difficult to meet those few people, but I have tried a few times before and it can't work, and it just so happens that Yan Shujin is back, so this is okay."

Shang Miao's words stopped at the point, but Qin Chunian understood the meaning.

I'm afraid the identities of these people are not simple, there should be someone behind them.

Thinking of what was possible, Qin Chunian's face sank slightly.

Shang Miao noticed her strange appearance and pursed her lips slightly.

Entering the police station, only one person was brought out.

Qin Chunian recognized it at a glance, it was the inch-headed man who was in the lead.

Shang Miao and Yan Shujin glanced at each other, and Yan Shujin nodded at the table: "It's not him we want to see."

The police officer who was questioned also had a good attitude and explained to him: "As soon as the verdict came, the others were sent to prison, and if you hadn't made an appointment in advance, this would have to be sent over."

Yan Shujin's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Are you in such a hurry now?"

"The New Year is approaching, and there have been many crimes recently, and the police station can't be closed, so I can only send them away quickly."

Yan Shujin asked again, "Then why hasn't he left yet?"

The inch-headed man snorted coldly, with mockery written all over his face.

The police officer said: "This person is not from Jinnan, he is from Shanghai, and his problems are not only as simple as loan sharking and deliberately hurting people, but also involve other problems, and he has to be sent back to Shanghai to deal with it."

After listening to the policeman's words, the inch-headed man was a little impatient, and he looked at Yan Shujin: "If you have anything to do with me, just say it's okay, don't waste time turning around and delay me from sleeping."

Yan Shujin said in a deep voice: "Who instructed you to go to the family?"

"I've said it eight hundred times, let us go,, that ***, Zhu He!" The inch-headed man's face was full of impatience.

Yan Shujin stared at him: "But some of you have said that you are tired of letting you go!"