Ever since Chen Guoxing was discharged from the hospital and returned home, and could be easily contacted, Yan Ziyuan would call him almost every one or two days.

He wanted to call his wife every day to hear her voice, but Song Fuyu wouldn't let him.

Every time they talk on the phone, they talk for a long time, never less than ten minutes, which means that the starting cost of a call is ten dollars.

They don't need the money, but if it gets out, it won't be good for either of them.

"Wife, today is already the 27th. We can meet in two days."

"I missed you so much. We have been apart for more than a month. It's been too long."

"Ziyuan, I have something I want to tell you."

"Let's talk about it when I get back. I can bear not knowing."

He had a very strong premonition that what his wife said was definitely not good, and it should be related to the time of her return.

"It has to be said now."

"Then go ahead and talk. I'm listening."

Song Fuyu, who was on the other end of the phone, knew his expression at the moment without having to meet him face to face.

If there were people around, he would definitely have a blank expression. If there was no one around, he would definitely feel very aggrieved, and he couldn't hide it from his voice.

"Uncle Zhou checked Dad's leg yesterday. It's not recovering very well. He may have to wear a cast for about a week. I..."

"Wife, if there is something you are not comfortable talking about, I won't force you to say it if you don't want to. But you don't have to think of other reasons to lie to me. I don't like this feeling, and you don't like me lying to you about anything, right?"

She had originally felt a little guilty about making up the story that her father's leg had not healed yet, and now after hearing what Yan Ziyuan said, she felt even more embarrassed.

As for Yan Ziyuan, as soon as she opened her mouth, he knew it was a lie she made up.

Let’s not talk about how my father-in-law’s leg has recovered.

If he didn't know that his wife had a special space, and that there was a spring in the space that could help regulate the human body and also accelerate recovery from illness to a certain extent.

Then he would believe what she said. After all, after being injured, everyone's physical recovery is different. In addition, his father-in-law is no longer young, so it is inevitable that the recovery time will be longer.

But based on his understanding of Xiaoyu, it is impossible for her to watch her father get hurt and not use the spiritual spring water.

She may have controlled the amount used so that her father-in-law would not recover too quickly or too obviously, but she definitely used it, there is no doubt about that!

"I..."

Song Fuyu didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Wife, I hope you won't lie to me about anything. We are husband and wife, and I am not an outsider."

"I'm hurt."

Song Fuyu made up his mind and decided to just confess directly instead of making up excuses.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Yan Ziyuan began to doubt his ears.

"You heard me right, I'm hurt!"

She finished speaking with her eyes closed. There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time. If the phone hadn't made a beeping sound, she would have thought he had hung up.

When Yan Ziyuan heard the word "injured", his breathing stagnated.

Xiao Yu must have been seriously injured, otherwise why couldn’t he come back on time?

"Ziyuan, are you still there?"

"I am here."

"How did you get hurt? Where was it?"

"I said, but you have to promise me that you won't hang up the phone and go to Uncle Li and ask to come over, okay? I can postpone it for a week at most. I promise to fly back next Sunday."

She chose to hide it from him because she was afraid that he would be too impulsive after hearing the news that she was injured.

Ziyuan was extremely calm about other things, but he was unusually excited about her affairs.

"You go first."

She quickly recounted the entire incident over the phone, emphasizing that her injuries were slowly recovering and that she could take care of herself in all aspects and did not need anyone to look after her.

"Does it hurt?"

Hearing his question, Song Fuyu choked up a little.

"It hurt a little bit at first, but after I drank the water, it didn't hurt anymore, just like an ant bite."

"sorry."

"Are you stupid? You didn't cut me, why are you saying sorry to me?"

"You were injured, but I couldn't be with you. I couldn't even go to find you."

For the first time, he felt somewhat disgusted with his profession.

"I'm really fine, you don't have to blame yourself, wait until I get home, you can make it up to me."

"good."

"As soon as the stitches on my arm are removed, I will fly back immediately and won't stay in Heng City any longer."

"Before that, you train well and wait for me at home."

"good."

"I'll wait for you to come back."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Ziyuan adjusted his mood and made another call.

"Hello, this is the Weilan District Police Station in Heng City."

"Hello, is Chen Yunjie here?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm his comrade-in-arms, and I have something to ask him."

"Hold on."

"Yunjie, phone call!"

"Who is it?"

"The other party said it was your comrade."

Chen Yunjie, who was originally smiling, instantly lost his smile when he heard the word "comrade". Is it too late for him to lie that he is not here?

Although I didn't want to answer the call, I didn't dare not answer it. I quickly walked over and picked up the receiver.

"Hello."

"What did you promise me?!"

"Ziyuan, this time it's really not my fault. I wanted to call you as soon as I received the news, but your father-in-law stopped me. He told me not to tell you yet and let your wife tell you in person."

At the end of his speech, his voice became weaker and weaker.

Although he is older than the two of them, Yan Ziyuan joined the army before him, and he can be said to have grown up under Yan Ziyuan's high-intensity iron-fisted training.

On the training ground, he has never been a gentle and easy-going person, which means that even though Chen Yunjie is his older brother, apart from the age difference, he is actually very afraid of Yan Ziyuan.

"He told you, so you forgot what you promised me, right?"

"I...I thought she would tell you soon."

"You are really great."

"Tell me the details of your investigation immediately!"

"Yes! I promise not to miss a single word!"

There is almost nothing that the perpetrator cannot say in this case. It is a simple personal grudge and there is no one who instigated it.

On the contrary, Song Fuyu's identity would be more sensitive, but the other party is her husband and knows her situation well, so there is nothing he can't say.

Chen Yunjie explained the situation to Yan Ziyuan in detail.

"But you don't have to do anything. The higher-ups have already given us a heads-up and we'll handle it as attempted murder. Besides that, she committed some other crimes when she was in school, but the victims were threatened at the time and no one was held accountable. Now that they've all been uncovered, even if she doesn't die, she probably won't be able to get out."

"Got it. If you don't report anything that happens next time..."

"Don't worry, there won't be a next time."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yunjie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He shouldn't be called Yan Ziyuan, he should be called King Yan. The air pressure was so low that he almost forgot to breathe!