Look good

Everyone knows Wen Changrong's love is as deep as the sea, Qiao Xing thought so.

He shrugged his shoulders, stopped thinking about it, and went downstairs back to the studio.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Qiao Xing arrived at the hospital.

He carried a bag of fruit and walked into the ward like visiting an ordinary patient.

Mrs. Wen was sitting by the bed at this time, and Wen Changrong was lying on the bed receiving the infusion. The man's complexion looked much better than yesterday, and his body did not convulse uncontrollably like yesterday.

Wen Changrong was resting with his eyes closed. When he heard footsteps, he opened his eyes and saw Qiao Xing with a surprised expression. Then he propped up the bed with one hand as if he wanted to get up a little like last night.

"That hand is giving an injection, hey, the blood is back..." Mrs. Wen hastily stopped him.

Wen Changrong let go of his hands when he heard the words, but still propped up his upper body a little, leaned on the bedside and looked at Qiao Xing.

"coming."

"Yes." Qiao Xing put the fruit on the bedside calmly, "Morning, Madam, morning, Mr. Wen."

"Morning." Mrs. Wen replied, and Wen Changrong's eyes fell on Qiao Xing's face.

"Have you two had breakfast?"

"Ate."

"That's good." Qiao Xing put everything away and sat on the other side of the bed with a quite natural expression.

Mrs. Wen looked at Qiao Xing, then at Wen Changrong whose eyes had been on Qiao Xing's face, and found a reason to leave the ward, leaving space for the two of them.

Mrs. Wen went out, Wen Changrong looked at him, and finally spoke.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Qiao Xing had just unloaded his backpack at this time and was rummaging through the staves for work. Hearing this, he raised his eyes to look at Wen Changrong with a serious face, and said with a smile.

"Isn't it?" Qiao Xing took out the staff book, "I don't need to prepare your breakfast, so I don't need to come here early in the morning. It's only ten o'clock, and it's not too late."

"……Um."

In this way, Wen Changrong could only respond.

Qiao Xing took out the staff and pen and put them on the table of the bedside table, as if he was preparing to work in the ward. He asked Wen Changrong while scratching the manuscript paper.

"By the way, you only said yesterday that you would count me as the nurse's salary, but you didn't say whether you want me to come all day or what?" Qiao Xing glanced at the man again, "Today at ten o'clock I guessed it myself. "

"...Of course it's all day." Wen Changrong subconsciously replied, but then he glanced at the staff manuscript paper under Qiao Xing's hand, paused, and said, "It depends on your arrangement, as long as you can come."

Just come if you can.

Qiao Xing glanced sideways at the man, but nodded without saying anything.

"Row."

Wen Changrong usually doesn't talk much, and the relationship between the two is a bit awkward at this time, and they didn't talk much in the same ward. After Mrs. Wen came back, Qiao Xing exchanged a few words with her, and then freely treated the ward as her own In the studio, he hummed and changed his new song.

Qiao Xing has always been a master who can find fun by himself. Wen Changrong said he wanted to accompany him all day, and he also promised to do his best, but it doesn't mean that he has to accompany Wen Changrong face-to-face in a boring way. Of course, the time he can use is use.

Mrs. Wen didn't seem to expect Qiao Xing to be like this... Casual, watching Qiao Xing humming a ditty with his head held high while walking, couldn't help but laugh.

Wen Changrong was not surprised by this, he only glanced at Qiao Xing, then signaled his mother not to disturb her, then closed his eyes, and lay down on the bed to rest as if he didn't feel any noise.

In the afternoon, Qiao Xing was so irritable that he changed the song, so he called his assistant Chen Qi to the hospital to help him. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the police heard the news.

After a night of investigation and hotel video analysis, the police could preliminarily confirm that this incident had a lot to do with Shen Qinlan, but the police had approached Shen Qinlan in the morning, and Shen Qinlan denied that the soft drugs had anything to do with him.

"We checked the video, and the cup with drug residue is the one you put outside the door before you entered the box. Your fingerprints are on the cup." The police carried the laptop over and clicked a video, "But there is no evidence on the cup. Mr. Shen's fingerprints, we watched the video of the hotel, and saw this passage, take a look..."

Click on the video, it can be seen that after Wen Changrong entered the banquet hall, Shen Qinlan has been watching the man, then called the waiter, chose a glass from the tray full of wine glasses, and after taking the glass of wine, Shen Qinlan took the wine on the table. He poured a glass from the wine bottle and pointed at Wen Changrong, probably saying that the gentleman had no wine or something. After hearing that, the waiter walked towards Wen Changrong.

"And here, we preliminarily speculate that the medicine should be put in this bottle of wine..." The policeman pressed pause, "Then in the subsequent video, we can see that you took the glass of wine poured by Mr. Shen accurately. Can you tell me Now, why did you choose that cup?"

"..." Wen Changrong frowned, as if recalling what happened yesterday, and said after a while, "Because that glass of wine is red wine..."

"Because it's red wine?"

"Mr. Wen always drinks red wine when he goes to a banquet." Seeing Wen Changrong stuttering, Qiao Xing began to babble impatiently, "If there is only one glass of red wine in the tray, he must carry red wine."

The police looked at Wen Changrong upon hearing this, and Wen Changrong nodded.

"Does Shen Qinlan know this?"

Wen Changrong nodded: "I know."

The police recorded it and asked Wen Changrong a few more questions. Qiao Xing saw that he couldn't answer the questions, so he moved to the window sill to draw the staff, and his assistant Chen Qi came to him and whispered beeps.

"Shen Qinlan is so courageous. If Mr. Wen didn't lift this wine and was lifted by others, he would just play around..."

"It's impossible to be carried by others." Qiao Xing hummed a ditty and crossed out a note.

"What?"

"I've been together for so many years, I know how many hairs are on my buttocks, and I'm a natural couple, I'm sure Wen Changrong can carry red wine..."

"Don't you know that I like to drink red wine?" Wen Changrong, who was answering the police's question over there, suddenly turned his head to look at Qiao Xing.

"?" Qiao Xing didn't react for a while, and raised his head to look at Wen Changrong in a daze.

Wen Changrong's face was paralyzed as usual, making it hard to see why.

Qiao Xing blinked and blinked: "...the eldest and second bedroom know your preferences, are you quite proud?"

"..." Wen Changrong choked suddenly, his face was not very good-looking.

The little nurse in the ward looked at the two of them and couldn't help but chuckle.

Wen Changrong exhaled lightly, and said patiently, "I mean...he and I are not a natural match."

"……Oh."

******

Two days later, the police brought a thick stack of transcripts and copies of relevant evidence. The police later found a bunch of the same drugs in Shen Qinlan's apartment, and then combined the video with the hotel staff's testimony and evidence. , Shen Qinlan was soon detained.

Although the Shen family was bankrupt, the news of the detention quickly spread to the Internet. Qiao Xing read the news reports a few times, and saw Shen Qinlan's pale face, handcuffed and sitting in the car with his head bowed deeply. He was very depressed and panicked. appearance.

While the police brought the evidence, they also conveyed to Wen Changrong the news that Shen Qinlan had asked to meet him.

"Mr. Shen is currently released on bail, and he said he must tell you something important," the police said. "Although he has been detained, we asked him several times about the case and he didn't say a word or plead guilty. , he insisted on talking to you before he was willing to speak."

"..." Wen Changrong listened, but remained silent for a while.

"Although the current evidence can also convict him, it would be great if he could confess his guilt in person. With the confession record, it will be easier to go to court at that time."

Wen Changrong still didn't speak.

Of course he knew why Shen Qinlan wanted to see him. The matter of Shen Qinlan could be big or small.

Poisoning is of course extremely harmful and a serious crime, but if Wen Changrong can be forgiven, the punishment will be lighter. After all, the victim doesn't care, and the court will be able to forgive him.

The man tapped his fingers on the bed, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"Okay, see you."

Wen Changrong's agreement to see Shen Qinlan was of course not because of soft-heartedness or anything else, but—no matter what, he felt that the ins and outs of this matter must be clarified, and the reason for this should be opened up and made a conclusion.

******

The two met at about 02:30 the next afternoon, and Shen Qinlan came to the hospital as scheduled.

I don't know if it's because of the extra anxiety during this time, but the young man's appearance is even worse than the photos Qiao Xing saw earlier. From a distance, he can see thick dark circles, bloodshot eyes, and a thin body. After walking around for a long time, the face has obviously been put on makeup, but it still looks bad.

In the ward, apart from Wen Changrong, Wen's mother, Wen's father and a bunch of bodyguards were all waiting for Shen Qinlan to give an explanation.

Seeing that Shen Qinlan had arrived, Qiao Xing was of course ready to go out tactfully. Wen Changrong was about to open his mouth when he saw this, but Mother Wen grabbed Qiao Xing's hand first.

"Where are you going?" Mrs. Wen took his hand. "Stay here. We are together. You are also a member of our family."

Qiao Xing replied without any face: "I'm going to get divorced in a few days."

Mother Wen froze for a moment, Wen Changrong closed his mouth just now, Qiao Xing took this opportunity to wave his hand and went out the door.

"The door is not closed. We don't say anything shady." Mrs. Wen followed Qiao Xing to the door, opened the door of the ward wide, looked at Wen Changze who was sitting on the bench in the corridor, and said, "Little Qiao , you two wait outside the door, don't leave yet, let's go have dinner together after chatting for a while."

Mrs. Wen suddenly said that we will have dinner together later, of course it was not a temporary idea, but an excuse to leave without wanting Qiao Xing.

After finishing speaking, the woman repeatedly emphasized: "Don't say anything shameful."

I'm afraid that Qiao Xing will misunderstand.

Qiao Xing saw the woman's intentions, so he didn't bother to argue with her. He really planned to leave, because today's episode must be another reconciliation scene between Wen and Chen, and he didn't want to watch it.

But seeing that the woman was about the same age as his mother, Qiao Xing didn't say anything, and just sat down beside Wen Changze, expressing that he would not leave for the time being.

"Go in quickly, I'll just sit here."

Mrs. Wen looked at him, hesitated for a moment before turning back and entering the room.

******

Mrs. Wen entered the room, and Shen Qinlan soon followed the police into the ward through the front door.

"...I didn't do it on purpose." Standing firmly in the room, Shen Qinlan said this and that.

Only then did Wen Changrong look away from Qiao Xing outside the door, and looked at the young man with some indifference. "You poured the wine yourself, didn't you mean it?"

"I thought it was just a gadget for fun, like... those aphrodisiacs sold in sex shops." Shen Qinlan said, "I didn't know it was a soft drug."

"..." Wen Changrong didn't speak, just looked at the young man quietly.

"It's indeed my fault for prescribing you, but this time it caused you to be like this..." The young man's eyes fell on the man on the hospital bed, and he curled his fingers lightly, "It's really not my intention, it's in my expectation outside."

"..."

Seeing that Wen Changrong still didn't speak, Shen Qinlan paused for a moment, and said, "I also gave you that thing last time. You didn't do that at the time, and you didn't have any problems afterwards. I really didn't expect you to take psychotropic drugs that day. , so... I really didn't mean to do this, I just wanted to use this thing... to add to the fun."

"Last time?" Wen Changrong asked, "Which time was the last time?"

"...The last time we met at Wen's house was in your study." Speaking of this, Shen Qinlan was obviously a little guilty. The young man's eyes fell on Wen Changrong's face, his throat rolled and he swallowed, and then he said, " There really wasn't anything wrong that time, right? This thing is not addictive, I didn't mean to harm you, I really didn't know that you would take psychotropic drugs that day..."

"So you just..." At this point, Wen Changrong paused and asked, "Why did you prescribe the medicine?"

"Last time you said you didn't want me anymore, so I..." Shen Qinlan pursed her lips, "I want to prove that you can't resist me."

"..."

"We used to always be like this, no matter how fierce the quarrel is, as long as we have sex, we will always end up with..." Before the good words came out, Shen Qinlan seemed to realize that these words were a bit embarrassing in this situation, and then I endured it.

Wen Changrong's eyes fell on the young man, he exhaled slowly, and said:

"Let's not talk about this."

"Ok?"

"Since you know that this medicine is for fun and you have it at home, then you must have taken it and know that it has hallucinogenic properties, right?"

"……Um."

"It's hallucinogenic, but you said you didn't know it was a soft drug?"

"I really don't know," Shen Qinlan said, "After eating, I'm just more excited than usual..."

"In addition, I want to ask," the man stared at the young man, "you know that I have mental problems, right?"

"……Um."

"Then do you know that similar stimulant drugs are likely to aggravate my condition?" Wen Changrong said, "If I remember correctly, when I told you that I have bipolar disorder, I said that I should not take any prohibited drugs. Taste."

"..." Shen Qinlan didn't speak, but curled up his five fingers by his side.

There was a long silence in the room, Wen Changrong's eyes fell on Shen Qinlan's face for a moment, and he said, "I've finished asking all my questions."

"Then I..."

"After that, let's wait for the police and the court to deal with it."

"..." Shen Qinlan paused. A smart person like Wen Changrong would not know why he wanted to explain such a thing, but now he said that everything depends on the police and the court, which undoubtedly sentenced him to death.

The young man clenched his hands at his sides, and his teeth were clenched together.

"Can you forgive me this time?" Shen Qinlan asked Wen Changrong in a rare low voice in front of everyone, "Just this time... I really didn't mean it..."

Wen Changrong only looked at the bodyguard beside him, indicating that he could invite someone out.

The young man's eyes fell on the man's cold face, and Wen's mother and Wen's father in the room also looked at him with extra indifference.

What he did was indeed too much. Everyone present felt that Wen Changrong had treated him with the utmost benevolence. Ordinary people would be terrified of drugs, let alone a patient like Wen Changrong who had a disease of his own.

Of course he knew what he did was wrong, and it was a big mistake, but...

Shen Qinlan gritted his teeth so hard that small bumps appeared on the side of his cheeks. The young man lowered his head deeply, then raised his head again, his voice was a little rough: "...I never thought that you would hand me over to me. to the courts to judge."

Wen Changrong didn't speak.

"Is it because of Qiao Xing?"

Wen Changrong was very irritable: "It has nothing to do with Qiao Xing."

"It's related, of course it's related." The young man's eyes fell on the man, his eyes were a little red, "Without Qiao Xing, you would never be so unfeeling to me now."

"Shen Qin..."

"We were still friends back then, and you didn't know Qiao Xing. As long as I spoke, you would come out no matter how late, but since you and Qiao Xing met, you began to reject me. You have changed since then."

"with……"

"You never said sorry to me in the box that day, but now that you think about it, it's really ridiculous." Shen Qinlan's voice gradually became louder, "At the beginning, there were people around you and me, but why did I break up with my girlfriend in the end? , you still have contact with Qiao Xing?! You didn't break it until we were together for half a year, do you really think I don't know?!"

"..."

"I reconciled with you four years later, that was my responsibility, but was it you who agreed at that time?! Was it you who let me live in Wen's house?!" Shen Qinlan said, "Why did you agree to reconcile with me? Then you have to agree with Qiao Xing to live in Wen's house?!"

"Do you dare to say that you agreed to live with Qiao Xing only because of his mentally handicapped reason of 'wanting to experience Wen's house'?! You have no compassion?!"

"..." Wen Changrong didn't speak.

"If it were you, how would you feel when your ex-husband came to live at home?!" Shen Qinlan roared, "Aren't you sorry for me?!"

"..."

"Also, when we quarreled, you and Qiao Xing had sex, right?" Shen Qinlan looked at Wen Changrong, "Qiao Xing was wearing your original clothes, and there were hickey marks on her neck."

Wen Changrong clenched his palms slightly, his expression a little irritable.

The past of the two of them can be said to be a mess, and they can't make sense of it.

"Didn't you also find a girlfriend that time?"

"I didn't look for it at all, the perfume on my body was just a temporary one." Speaking of this, Shen Qinlan smiled again, "By the way, Qiao Xing knew to find excuses to prevaricate me at the time, but you didn't explain why you were together at all. You didn't even ask me what happened to the perfume on my body, you didn't like me then, did you?!"