0105 105 Do you envy ordinary people?
Qin Jiangzhi personally led a group to clean up, removing all the bloodstains before dawn, as if nothing had happened.
Xu Mei was also taken away to give a statement, leaving only Qi Yu in the corridor. He sat on the steps of the outside stairs, holding an unlit cigarette in his hand.
Qin Jiangzhi walked over and lit a fire for him.
"Although smoking is not allowed in the hospital, this place is about to undergo a complete disinfection, so I'll give you special permission to smoke."
Qi Yu put the cigarette to his lips, took a deep drag, but didn't exhale anything.
"That's the most unhealthy thing to do. You should take care of your health."
How many patients saw this building?
"Most people were asleep, and the police cars turned off their lights and sirens before they drove in, so they were very quiet and almost no one saw them."
"Then find some other excuse to ask if anyone saw it. We must keep everyone's mouth shut."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
The cigarette was quickly finished, and Qi Yu held the remaining cigarette butt in his hand. In the quiet corridor, the sound of burning skin could even be heard.
Qin Jiangzhi tilted his head back, trying to shake off the fatigue from the surgery he'd been performing that day. He stared at the pristine white ceiling, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"What are we doing all this for? How are we going to explain it to our children in the future? For their sake?"
"Everyone is only thinking about themselves; no one has considered the children."
The room had been cleaned, and the two of them got up and stood in the darkest hour of the night.
The smell of disinfectant permeated the entire corridor, suppressing the stench of blood into the floor, walls, and window cracks.
Breakfast was delivered. Jiang Yu fed Li Qing porridge, while Qi Yu stood at the door without saying a word.
It was time for him to go to work. Just as he turned to leave, a hoarse and tired voice sounded behind him.
"Linlangchuan".
"What?" Jiang Yu didn't hear clearly.
"That woman is from Linlangchuan, and she was brought out of the Linlangchuan prison, but I don't know her specific identity."
"Okay, you get some rest."
Qi Yu practically flew downstairs. He called Zhou Cheng, who had gone out to find a doctor, back and put him directly on a plane to Linlangchuan.
Jiang Yu was left completely bewildered in the ward.
"What woman?"
Li Qing turned to smile at her, and used her only unbroken right hand to hook her little finger.
"Sister, haven't you heard? There's this woman who's been getting a lot of attention in Jingyang lately. She claims to be the daughter of a provincial-level leader in Tihuang Province. She's fooled a lot of lower-level leaders and also fooled most of the companies that wanted to participate in the Xiaobei District renovation bidding. She's taken advantage of the chaos to contract a lot of projects and made hundreds of millions."
"So this was also Shen Yan's doing?"
"Yes, he's the one who's in control. That woman, like me, was brought out of prison by him. She had plastic surgery, but I don't know who she is or what attracted him to her. But I know she'll be abandoned soon."
Qi Yu's men are always very efficient. With just a piece of intelligence, they can bring down the rest. That night, Sun Mingxiu (pseudonym Yue Xiuwen), a suspect in fraud and illegal fundraising, was arrested in a hotel room in Jingyang.
It seems that Shen Yan has not broken off contact with her. The woman refuses to admit the facts and remains silent in the interrogation room.
Qi Yu sat outside the interrogation room, observing the woman's expression. He felt that she wasn't just being stubborn; she was simply waiting for something.
Sure enough, around midnight, Tu Mi, who had been out of contact, sent a message, still using a string of numbers.
In other words, Pan Yiqing moved away, taking her with him. Their destination was Changgang.
The scattered clues began to connect, and everyone had a part of the story. But this made things difficult for Pei Youwen, who knew nothing. He hadn't been able to contact Tu Mi for a long time. In a fit of rage, he smashed the glass of two private rooms in the club. Xiao Lan locked him in the basement before she could contact workers to replace the glass.
She didn't have time to go downstairs all day. It wasn't until the next morning, after seeing off the last group of guests, that she remembered there was someone downstairs who hadn't eaten all day.
Xiao Lan carried breakfast downstairs, expecting him to smash up the basement as well, but Pei Youwen was quiet downstairs. He wrapped himself in a Tu Mi quilt, looking rather strange.
Hearing the sound, he looked up, and his gaze towards Xiaolan changed, a strange smile curving his lips.
He said, "How do you judge the differences between people? Do you all use faces to distinguish different people?"
It's raining again in Xiayang. It's been raining for several days now. It started as a downpour, but gradually turned into a drizzle. It might not even wet the ground after an afternoon of rain, but it just keeps raining.
Qi Shuyao had only opened the window for less than two minutes when the tissues beside her became damp and crumpled into a ball.
Ever since that night at the beach, Song Yusheng has had a fever. Since Li Yihe is not coming back from Changgang, she is the only one who can take care of her.
Qi Shuyao closed the window, took the hot water that the bodyguard had prepared downstairs, walked to the bedside, and gently touched Song Yusheng's forehead.
"It's not so hot anymore, it'll be over soon."
"Hmm...maybe..."
“You always catch colds when the seasons change, and on rainy days like this, but I never expected that it would rain all month long in December.”
"And the rain is especially cold. I didn't feel it when I lived here as a child, but when I came back occasionally later, I couldn't stand the cold."
"The same goes for Xijin. I stayed there for almost a year, and the weather there always felt unfamiliar."
"But I doubt anyone else catches a cold like me when it rains a little."
"What's the big deal? There are so many people catching colds lately. It's not so bad in Xiayang because it's warm, but in Jingyang, the pharmacies are completely sold out. Do you remember the Bei family who do internet business? They started getting into the pharmaceutical industry the year before last, and they've made a lot of money from this flu outbreak."
"I don't remember anything about other people, but I do remember that you said you would take me to Xijin, but we've never been to Xijin together."
"Just go when you're better, it's that simple."
Qi Shuyao skillfully found the medicine, counted the number of pills, poured a glass of warm water, and fed it to Song Yusheng.
Every time Song Yusheng swallowed the pill, she felt it stuck in her throat. She didn't dare lie down immediately, leaning against the wall as she watched Qi Shuyao pour water.
"You've learned how to take care of people these past few days."
Qi Shuyao replied to her without turning her head.
“This is nothing. When the housekeeper of Xijin was sick, I was the one who brewed the medicine for her. Sister Xiaolan said that I was surprised that I could still learn these things, but she forgot that I actually did these things when I was a child. But last month, my mother-in-law passed away, and less than a week later, my grandfather also passed away. That big courtyard is completely empty now, and even the birds that occasionally stop there no longer land.”
She leaned over the bed, her tears soaking into the sheets. Song Yusheng's hand stroked the back of her head, twirling her soft hair.
"I've never told you about my family before. My maternal grandmother was strongly against my parents getting married, but my mother insisted on marrying him. Their wedding was even held after I was born. My grandmother was furious and cut off all ties with my mother. She never contacted her again after that. But after my mother passed away, she somehow found my phone number and asked me to come back and be with her. I couldn't get away, so I said, 'Grandma, I'll come in a while.' But not long after, she also passed away."
The pattering rain outside the window amplified the sadness inside the room, and even Song Yusheng's phone notification sounded somber.
She picked it up and glanced at it, then gently tapped Qi Shuyao, who was lying face down, and handed the phone to her.
A message and a photo sent by Li Yihe.
"Finally got into the hospital! Aren't my boss's twins adorable?"
In the photo below, two babies are lying close together, each wearing a jade safety buckle.
Does this prove they are related?
"Who knows? Maybe he prepared this in advance, or maybe his girlfriend is from the West."
"But why do you think Shen Yan would be related to the Pei family? Shen Yan's father, Shen Sirong, and Pei Yuzhou are openly at odds; they are sworn enemies. They shouldn't be associating with each other, right?"
Why are those two families at odds?
"I don't know, that's what everyone's been saying, and it's pretty much true, so that's how it's been going on."
"But the Shen family has always been based in Changgang and hardly ever goes ashore. So why is it that in Shen Yan's generation, they are still cultivating dragons in the mountains, heading towards Jingyang? Does he also want to go up there to become an official? To become the leader? But he is already so old. Why has he not made any other moves besides cultivating a few dragons many years ago? Has he really pinned all his hopes on a few fake dragons? And isn't the Qin family more famous in Changgang? Haven't they made any moves?"
"The people of Changgang are very superstitious; they even consult a fortune teller before eating a meal."
Song Yusheng made a seemingly casual joke, but Qi Shuyao turned and stared at her, quickly grabbing her hand as she tried to dodge.
"Do you know something?"
What could I possibly know?
"Then you still haven't told me why you suddenly came to Xiayang, and why you're following a married man who happens to be Shen Yan's subordinate."
The two stared at each other without moving, until Song Yusheng forcefully withdrew her hand.
"What else could it be? Because I have no one to rely on in this world anymore. I wanted to go back to my original home, the place where I was born, and that's how I met him. At that time, I didn't know what he did. I only found out after we spent time together."
“You’re not that kind of person. You’re not someone who needs to rely on others to survive.”
“I also thought I was an independent person, but as you know, the education I received from childhood has cut off the tendons that make me independent. I don’t want to work hard from the bottom of my heart. I just want to lie down and enjoy life. I guess this is how I make the most of my parents’ upbringing. I can’t let all the efforts of the first half of my life go to waste.”
Qi Shuyao's eyes still held a hint of inquiry and disbelief. Song Yusheng smiled and nudged her shoulder.
"Why are you so serious? It's only been a few years. Have you forgotten what we said before? So many people envy this kind of life. Who wants to be out there struggling? They're all forced into it."
All of these explanations seemed plausible, but Qi Shuyao simply wouldn't respond.
"You also think Shen Yan is abnormal, right?"
"Whether he's normal or not is none of my business. I don't want to get involved in any more of this mess. I just want to have some spare money and live out my life in peace."
Since things had come to this point, there was no need to continue the conversation. They both picked up their phones and started scrolling, but less than five minutes later, they both looked up and met each other's eyes.
Song Yusheng's entire body was trembling, and her phone fell off the bed with a crisp sound, the screen shattering.
"Is that person, that man, Yang Xun?"
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