Ruan Qingling asked, "Did something happen?"
Zhou Xiangdong said, "I'm not part of the public security system and I'm not qualified to interrogate people. If I had known, I would have asked that person myself."
Ruan Qingling: "What happened to that person?"
"There's a pond outside the police station. That person actually climbed over the wall in the middle of the night, jumped into the pond, and drowned."
Ruan Qingling: "!"
"What's the big deal? Did he commit suicide out of guilt?"
If they poisoned Song Shiting and he didn't die, their crime would be much less serious.
Unexpectedly, he jumped into the pond?
Ruan Qingling sensed something was amiss.
"Why did you do nothing and just jump into the pond? And wasn't anyone on duty at the police station last night? What kind of place is a police station that can't even handle a criminal?"
Then they mentioned the police station in Sanli Town, which is indeed a terrible place.
The environment isn't great, and there's a pond right next to it, which is definitely true.
Zhou Xiangdong said, "This lead has now been cut off."
Song Shiting glanced at Ruan Qingling's hand.
Her hands hung at her sides, and Song Shiting couldn't see the injury on them.
Zhou Xiangdong: "Sister-in-law, let's go out to eat. He insisted on coming over just to pick you up."
Song Shiting looked at Ruan Qingling.
Ruan Qingling nodded readily and replied, "Okay."
During the meal, Song Shiting said to Zhou Xiangdong, "This matter cannot be resolved in a short time. You should go back."
Zhou Xiangdong originally wanted to stay a couple more days to help Song Shiting find out about this matter, but he didn't expect that the person would die directly, cutting off the clues here.
"No new information has been found yet. What are your next steps?"
Song Shiting: "Let's find out the information from Jingcheng first." If this matter and what happened to Ruan Qingling before were done by the same group of people, then this lead hasn't been lost yet.
Zhou Xiangdong said, "Okay, I will find out what happened over there as soon as possible and let you know."
Song Shiting nodded.
Ruan Qingling asked, "Where is the deceased now?"
"The body has been taken away by the family."
Ruan Qingling frowned and asked, "How come it's so fast?"
Isn't this too rushed?
Zhou Xiangdong said, "The family members started making a scene early this morning."
Ruan Qingling: "I think this matter may be related to those people who broke into my home and committed violence before. Last time, those people seemed to have disappeared, but now they have reappeared in the city."
There should be an organization.
Ruan Qingling meant that there was no need to investigate anymore; the main focus should be on investigating Ruan Meiying's current influence in Jingcheng, breaking through the layers of influence and tracing back to the source.
After she finished explaining her thoughts, she looked at Song Shiting.
Zhou Xiangdong nodded and said, "What my sister-in-law said is also a method."
Song Shiting: "Okay."
Ruan Qingling: "The main problem is that everything we investigate is being cut off. Since that's the case, we should do the opposite."
Otherwise, they would be too passive.
We must address the root cause.
Zhou Xiangdong rubbed his hands together, eager to get started: "Okay, I'll take care of things in Jingcheng."
Song Shiting trusted Zhou Xiangdong.
After finishing his meal, Zhou Xiangdong said goodbye: "I'll take a car and leave tonight."
Now I don't try to persuade Song Shiting to go back to his old workplace, since things there are so complicated.
He is still injured and needs to rest.
After finishing their meal, the couple went back to their ward together.
Song Shiting said he plans to be discharged from the hospital.
Ruan Qingling frowned slightly and asked, "Isn't it a good time to be discharged?"
Song Shiting said, "I can walk now, there's no need for me to stay in the hospital forever."
Ruan Qingling said, "The hospital care here is more convenient."
Song Shiting insisted on going back, saying, "It's more convenient to go back home."
When he gets home and wants to make soup or something, he can do it himself, without Ruan Qingling having to make a trip back and forth.
Seeing the soft blisters forming on her hand, Song Shiting said, "You haven't gotten any medicine yet. This burn needs to be treated."
Qingling said, "Don't worry, we still have the medicine from last time. We'll just apply some more later."
Her skin was originally fair, delicate, and tender, but now it had so many scars, which Song Shiting found particularly unsightly.
Ruan Qingling didn't pop the blister, because if the blister popped, she wouldn't be able to go into the water.
Burns are prone to infection, so she has been taking extra care to protect them all day, afraid to break the blisters. If the blisters don't break, it will be a problem. She plans to deal with the blisters tonight before going to bed.
Ruan Qingling didn't want to keep talking about it; she had class in the afternoon and needed to rest after lunch.
Song Shiting saw that she had already lay down on the bed.
He closed the door and went out by himself.
Ruan Qingling heard the sound, but since Song Shiting was moving freely and there was nothing wrong with him, she didn't care.
Song Shiting went to Lao Wu's place.
Old Wu was sleeping when he knocked on the door.
Old Wu asked, "Who is it?"
Song Shiting's voice was as calm as the wind: "It's me."
Old Wu suddenly sat up from the straw mat.
He reached out and touched his glasses, put them on, and then got up to open the door.
Why didn't you take a break at noon?
Song Shiting: "I came to get some medicine."
Old Wu asked, "What medicine do you want? Where do you feel unwell?" As he spoke, his expression revealed his body through his face.
Song Shiting: "It wasn't me. I came to get the medicine I gave you last time. Did you still give me some of that two pounds of medicine? She burned her hand and needs that kind of medicine."
Old Wu suddenly realized something and said with a smile, "Oh, I see. I left a small bottle here. I'll get it for you, but..."
He then said to Song Shiting, "Remember to bring it back after you've used it. You can continue making it, but I don't have any more medicine here."
Song Shiting gave him a cool look, took the ointment, and left.
Old Wu: "..."
Ruan Qingling was sleeping when she suddenly felt a cool sensation on the back of her hand. When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Shiting sitting on the edge of the bed with a serious expression. He was holding a cotton swab, dipped in ointment, and was wiping the burn on her burn.
His expression was too serious, and his eyes were too intense.
Ruan Qingling felt as if she had been sucked into him.
Her movement caught Song Shiting's attention. In an instant, their eyes met.
She silently met his gaze for a few seconds.
Ruan Qingling was surprised to find that Song Shiting's earlobes had turned red.
She laughed for no apparent reason.
Song Shiting asked, "Does it not hurt anymore?"
Ruan Qingling said, "It hurt this morning, but it's better now. I'll pop the blister tonight, apply some medicine, and avoid touching raw water tomorrow. It will heal quickly."
It was just a minor injury, nothing serious.
Song Shiting said, "I'll be discharged tonight."
Ruan Qingling said, "How about tomorrow?"
Since he insists on going home, then let him go home.
There are advantages to staying in the hospital.
Going home has its advantages.
Ruan Qingling was not persistent.
Song Shiting nodded.
I agree with Ruan Qingling's suggestion to go back tomorrow.
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