Chapter 212 Whether someone is guilty or not, the law decides! Not you scum!
A thin boy dressed in prison clothes walked out of the iron gate.
Fu Yanhao, who was once as radiant as the sun, had lifeless eyes and a numb, blank expression. He slowly raised his head and saw a large black umbrella not far away.
A tall, upright man, as straight as a pine tree, held up an umbrella with his large, well-defined hands. Under the umbrella was Old Mrs. Fu, her eyes filled with tears.
The old lady is quite old, but she still insists on coming to pick up her grandson in person.
"Yan Hao, come quick!"
Grandma Fu stood in the pouring rain, her trouser legs already soaked, but she was completely unaware.
The air was chilly, and large raindrops pounded hard on the umbrella, making a pattering sound.
Fu Yanshen handed the umbrella in his hand to the guard behind him. He opened another umbrella, strode over to his younger brother, and the large umbrella instantly blocked the heavy rain, with rainwater sliding down the edge of the umbrella.
Fu Yanshen put his arm around his younger brother's thin shoulder. "Let's go home."
"I..." Fu Yanhao moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.
"You are acquitted. The one who died was a serial killer, you acted on behalf of heaven and rid the people of a scourge, so the law finds you innocent." Fu Yanshen's deep voice rang in the boy's ears.
His warm, large hands seemed to silently convey warmth.
Fu Yanhao raised his eyes and looked at his elder brother's broad shoulders. He felt the first time he truly understood the meaning of his elder brother being like a father.
I used to think that my older brother was strict, serious, and unsympathetic.
But... the eldest brother truly held up an umbrella for them.
Once inside the car, I closed my umbrella, keeping the dampness of the world outside at bay.
Fu Yanhao finally felt a little better.
These past few days, whenever he closes his eyes, he can't help but recall that day, the image of that murderous maniac lying in a pool of blood.
Blood stained his vision, he couldn't sleep, he huddled in a corner of the cell, holding his head in his hands.
He suffered from insomnia night after night.
He killed someone! He actually killed someone!
But back then... if he hadn't killed that man, that man would have killed Bao Qi and Xia Mian, and he even tried to rape them...
One is his sister, and the other is his future sister-in-law!
How could he possibly stand idly by?
Any man with a conscience would not stand idly by.
His gaze drifted to the heavy rain outside the window, and Fu Yanshen's calm voice reached his ears, "We've hired a psychologist for you, Yanhao. It's just a small matter. You don't need to keep it to yourself."
"Remember, he is a demon, and you are exorcising it."
"You did a good thing; you protected those who needed protection. You did the right thing!"
Fu Yanhao wasn't that fragile. "Brother, I just can't accept the fact that I killed someone. I... I don't need a psychologist."
"You need it." Fu Yanshen's tone left no room for argument.
An eighteen-year-old boy suddenly killed someone, which should be unacceptable to him. He believed that Fu Yanhao needed an outlet for his emotions.
Not to mention, he is a manic-depressive and easily agitated.
"Alright..." Fu Yanhao couldn't persuade him otherwise, so he stopped arguing.
Grandma Fu sat beside Fu Yanhao the whole time, holding his hand and stroking it from time to time, reluctant to let go.
Her beloved grandson suddenly ended up in jail.
Can you have a good time in prison?
Grandma thinks you look haggard.
As she spoke, Grandma Fu burst into tears again, saying, "I must take good care of myself when I get home; I've lost so much weight."
"Grandma, I'm fine..." Fu Yanhao tried to comfort his grandmother.
But the old lady was immersed in grief, and continued to hold his hand, saying, "Your parents left us early. If they could see you suffering so much from heaven, how heartbroken they would be."
“The thought of you in jail keeps me from eating or sleeping.”
“Baoqi has a broken rib, Yanchen was shot, and even Mianmian’s arm is injured… You kids are all injured or in pain…”
"I'm so sad I feel like I can't go on living."
Hearing Grandma Fu's choked voice, Fu Yanhao quickly comforted her, "Grandma, I'm fine, I'm really fine."
All he knew was that Yan Chen had been shot, and that Bao Qi and Xia Mian...
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What happened to Baoqi and the others?"
"It's a long story." Fu Yanshen briefly explained to him what had happened in the past few days.
"This is incredible!" Fu Yanhao was shocked! "How could Bao Qi and Xia Mian be so brave?"
Grandma Fu said with a hint of pride, "Of course! They're both very capable!"
Before I knew it, I was home.
After getting off the car, the butler immediately took willow branches and mugwort and swept and fumigated Fu Yanhao to remove the musty smell.
Fu Yanhao quickly went upstairs to his room to take a shower; he couldn't stand not showering soon!
For several days in a row, Xia Mian, Zhao Baoqi, and the twins did not go to school and kept asking for leave.
Almost every day when Lu Lian'er went home, she would ask Shen Yingshuang, "Sister, is there really something you're hiding from me?"
Is something wrong with my sister?
Such words made Shen Yingshuang feel extremely uncomfortable.
So, she asked Xia Mian in a tone that left her no room for refusal, asking firmly what she was doing and where she was.
She was determined to see Xia Mian.
Xia Mian had no choice but to tell her the hospital's address.
It happened to be the weekend, and Shen Yingshuang knew that the three Xia brothers and Lu Lian'er were all at home, so she was careful when she went out.
While they were taking their lunch break, Shen Yingshuang quietly went downstairs, drove off, and left in one smooth motion.
However, she did not expect that starting the car would wake up Lu Lian'er.
Lu Lian'er also rushed to the garage and drove her own car to follow Shen Yingshuang.
He followed her all the way to the hospital.
Seeing Shen Yingshuang enter Xia Mian's ward, she slightly closed the door.
Lu Lian'er quietly sat down on a chair at the door of the ward, just in time to hear Xia Mian and Shen Yingshuang's conversation clearly.
A serial killer?
Injuried?
Is Zhao Baoqi next door?
Fu Yanchen was also shot?
That's explosive!
Fu Yanhao also killed someone?
Fu Yanhao is actually a murderer?
He's in jail?
As Lu Lian'er listened to the conversation between the mother and daughter, her mind became dizzy.
Just as she was about to continue listening, the door to Zhao Baoqi's ward next door suddenly opened.
Lu Lian'er quickly got up and ran away.
As Zhao Baoqi was helped out of the ward by Ji Yuze, he only saw a somewhat familiar figure fleeing in panic.
Zhao Baoqi frowned. Looking at that figure from behind, it seemed to be Lu Lian'er.
Is that her?
What's the purpose of this little green tea?
Since she came to the hospital, why was she hiding in front of Mianmian's ward? Did she not dare to go in?
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Baoqi pushed open the door to Xia Mian's ward.
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