Forced to become his stand-in wife

During the investigation, the police discovered something strange. Qiao Ying said that he followed Ling Qiu to the warehouse that day, but the monitor showed that Qiao Ying called to stop Ling Qiu, and Ling Qiu followed behind.

The noise in the video is too loud to hear the voices of the two talking clearly, and the scope of the video surveillance is also limited, so you can't see them after you arrive at the park.

The two policemen told Qin Muyang about the matter, but Qin Muyang didn't care.

Qin Muyang's face was slightly cold, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Since he has already admitted it, why investigate?"

Qin Muyang didn't expect Ling Qiu to want to stay in prison.

Does he really want to escape from his side?

After sending the two policemen away, Qin Muyang returned to the ward.

Ling Qiu has recently received psychological treatment and is no longer so afraid of him. Sometimes he will look at him with a cute smile, with sharp canine teeth showing on the corners of his upturned lips. One eyeball, staring at him grayly.

"You're quick to admit it." When Qin Muyang said this, his eyes had a dark light of unknown meaning.

"Don't you just want me to admit it quickly?"

Qin Muyang sat down on the edge of the bed, then reached out and grabbed Ling Qiu's hand.

The gauze has been removed from Ling Qiu's ten fingers, the previously pink fingertips are now smoothed scars, with a light brown color, the twisted nails have not yet grown, it looks a little ugly.

"What do you mean I let you admit it? Are you justified for the mistakes you made?" Holding Ling Qiu's fingers with a slight force, the force seemed to crush human bones.

Ling Qiu was still smiling, but his eyes were slightly red. His eyes were sensitive, and he couldn't stop crying when he was slightly stimulated.

Qin Muyang let go of him, and said with a gloomy expression: "You still told the police that you want to go to jail, why? Are you afraid that I can't support you? Do you want to live in prison independently?"

"Shouldn't I be punished if I made a mistake? I should be sentenced to jail for premeditated murder alone."

Ling Qiu spit out these words lightly, his complexion turned cold bit by bit.

Whether he made a mistake or not depends entirely on Qin Muyang's words, he believes that he is wrong, even if he opens his mouth ten times, he can't get it back, so Ling Qiu resigned to his fate.

After the incident, Qin Muyang could obviously go to investigate and found out, but he just believed what Qiao Ying said.

"Didn't I say that? Qiao Ying has stopped holding you accountable, and you don't have to go to jail, but why do you like to hit the point of a knife?" Qin Muyang frowned, and said coldly, "You did it on purpose You can't get along with me, right?"

Ling Qiu looked down at the floor: "Don't dare."

Ling Qiu is still very obedient, he listens to whatever he says, but Qin Muyang is always awkward and angry in his heart.

He looked at Ling Qiu's mouth and his body after several days of nurturing, Ling Qiu's small mouth had turned red, not as pale as before.

Qin Muyang couldn't help swallowing his sleep foam, but at this moment, the phone rang.

Qin Muyang picked up the call: "Hello?"

Ling Qiu was sitting next to him, and when Qin Muyang picked up the call, he saw the contacts displayed on the screen.

The call was from Qiao Ying, and she didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone. A smile appeared on Qin Muyang's face little by little.

"I should be able to leave the hospital today. You wait for me at home."

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Muyang hung up the call and rang the calling bell.

The doctor thought that Ling Qiu's illness had flared up again, so he hurried over and found the room was very quiet.

Qin Muyang stood up and said to the doctor, "I'm leaving the hospital today, you can give him an examination and prescribe some medicine."

The doctor took a look at Ling Qiu and said, "Mr. Ling injured his spine, not other places. It is recommended to stay in the hospital to recuperate."

The broken part of Ling Qiu's spine has been healed, and now he can stand up straight and get out of bed to walk, but the injured part will hurt after a long time.

"I'm going home now, and I don't have time to take care of him in the hospital." Qin Muyang said impatiently, "Besides, isn't he able to walk now? What else is he recuperating for?"

"He can walk now, but if he doesn't take good care of himself, he will have a hard time in the future." The doctor wanted to persuade Qin Muyang, "If you don't have time to take care of him, you can let the nurse take care of him."

During the days when Ling Qiu was hospitalized, he was always taken care of by the nurses.

Qin Muyang said in the hospital that he was taking care of people, but in fact he just put people under his nose and monitored them.

"Why are there so many nonsense? Forget about not checking, I will go through the discharge procedures directly, and you can prescribe some medicine."

From Qin Muyang's point of view, Ling Qiu is a little thing he raised, no matter where he is, he has to be under his nose, and naturally he has to follow him when he goes home.

Ling Qiu is not in good spirits yet, and loves to have nightmares at night, what if he jumps off the building while the nurse is away?

The doctor was a little helpless, with helplessness and impatience in his eyes, after examining Ling Qiu carefully, he instructed: "Come to the hospital once a week, the spine must be repaired properly, otherwise it will hurt you to death when you get old."

Ling Qiu lay on the bed and smiled, not caring.

He thought in his heart that he might not live to be old, and he would be tossed to death by Qin Muyang's side before long.

The injury to his spine was relatively small this time, only a slight fracture. If Qiao Ying kicked hard a few times, it would probably not be as simple as pain, but a complete paralysis and a useless person.

Taking advantage of the doctor's examination time, Qin Muyang went through the discharge procedures.

The doctor prescribed a lot of medicines for the damaged spine, eye drops, and throat protection. These few packs of medicines, together with those prescribed by the psychiatrist, basically took a lot at a time, and I didn’t need to eat after drinking water.

Ling Qiu was injured and walked very slowly. After getting out of the car, he kept walking behind Qin Muyang. Qin Muyang walked very hurriedly, as if there was something urgent.After pushing open the door at home, Ling Qiu finally knew why Qin Muyang came back in such a hurry.

Qiao Ying stood at the door and looked at Ling Qiu, smiled softly and said, "Ling Qiu, congratulations on your discharge from the hospital."

Ling Qiu took a step back and stood under the sun, his body shivering from the cold.

Qiao Ying glanced at Ling Qiu disapprovingly, then set her sights on Qin Muyang, he stepped forward and put his arms around Qin Muyang's waist, raised his head and asked for a kiss.That gesture seemed to be intentionally made for Ling Qiu to see.

Seeing Qiao Ying being so active, Qin Muyang's body was excited, and he had already left Ling Qiu behind him out of the sky.

She lowered her head and kissed him hard on the mouth.

Qiao Ying held Qin Muyang's hand affectionately: "Come in, I specially cooked a table of dishes for you at noon today."

Qin Muyang was a little surprised: "Can you still cook?"

"I'm learning now, but I'm not doing very well."

"I like everything you do." Qin Muyang changed into his slippers while talking. After changing, he looked back at Ling Qiu and frowned unhappily when he saw that he was still standing outside, "If you don't enter, you stand What are you doing outside?"

"No slippers, right?" Qiao Ying bent down and took out a brand new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, and said, "I threw away those dirty and old shoes, these are my new ones."

With Qiao Ying's posture, she looked like the owner of a villa.

Ling Qiu heard it, and felt very bitter.

It seemed that Qin Muyang was with Qiao Ying as he wished, and the little place that belonged to him in this place was occupied by this person.

Seeing that Ling Qiu didn't move, Qin Muyang stretched out his hand to grab him, Ling Qiu dodged subconsciously, only feeling short of breath, and the coldness in his heart slowly spread to every corner of his body.

He looked down at Qiao Ying's feet, and suddenly asked in a cold voice, "Qiao Ying, do your feet still hurt?"

Ling Qiu is not a saint, his own body and Samoyed's death are all related to this person, he can't show generosity, let alone pretend that nothing happened.

Thinking of the little boy who died tragically in the fire pit, his heart throbbed in pain, and his eyes turned red.

"D shot--

Ling Qiu was hit so hard that his head was tilted, the tears in his eyes fell down with force, Qin Muyang in front of him gave him a slap, compared to before, this slap was considered light.

The face was a little sore, but not swollen.

"If you don't want to mention it, why don't you ask for help on the first day you go home?"

Qiao Ying hurriedly grabbed Qin Muyang from behind, and said in a warm voice: "Ling Qiu also cares about me, don't get angry and besides, hasn't he already pleaded guilty?

Come in, Qiu, too. In order to celebrate your discharge from the hospital, I have done a lot. "

Ling Qiu raised his head to look at Qiao Ying, the corners of his mouth curled into an arc, this person is really good at pretending.

Ling Qiu was obviously smiling, but Qin Muyang felt the hatred in his eyes, it seemed that he really hated Qiao Ying.

Qin Muyang stared at Ling Qiu coldly, he was not really angry in his heart, the slap to Ling Qiu was just to make him remember, after all, he would live with Qiao Ying in the future, he didn't want him to cause trouble.

"Qiao Ying doesn't pursue you anymore, it's good for you to lose your temper here."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Muyang grabbed Ling Qiu's hand and forcibly dragged him in. Ling Qiu was staggered and almost fell down.

"Change your shoes and go in for dinner."

Ling Qiu didn't resist this time, he obediently looked at the clean slippers on the ground, then took off the shoes and put them on.

The size of the shoes is obviously not his, they are empty inside, and there are still some stumbling blocks when walking.

After entering, Ling Qiu took a look at the dining table. Qiao Ying really cooked this meal for him. The seafood on the table was all made of hair, and there was also a pot of pungent red soup. What is it?

After washing her hands and putting them on the table, Qiao Ying had already served Ling Qiu a bowl of red soup.

"Ling Qiu, try it and see if it suits your taste."

As expected of a student of acting, this play is performed in a set way.

Seeing Ling Qiu not moving, Qiao Ying lowered her voice and said aggrievedly: "Is it not to your liking?"

It was Ling Qiu who asked, but Qin Muyang who looked at it.

Qin Muyang frowned, "If I tell you to eat, you can eat it."

Holding the bowl, Ling Qiu took a sip, his mouth was full of spicy and salty taste, his throat was still very fragile, now that he took a mouthful of spicy soup, his throat felt like it was about to burn.

Qin Muyang held the chopsticks, took a bite and tasted it, then put down the chopsticks.

He has eaten unpalatable food, but he has never eaten such unpalatable food. Ling Qiu has long been picky about his stomach. When he tasted this unpalatable food, he felt like vomiting, but he thought it was made by Qiao Ying. It was swallowed alive.