remain silent

Sun Zheyang put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards them from the elevator exit. His speed was not fast, and his expression was a little loose.

Sun Zhetang had a smile on his face, "Brother Yang, you finally came to see Second Uncle."

Sun Zheyang said: "Well, the old man said that he is in good health."

Han Chenxin was a little dazed at first, but after hearing their conversation, he suddenly had a terrible idea, and the current situation seemed to confirm his idea soon.

Sun Zheyang walked all the way to Han Chenxin's side, put one hand on Han Chenxin's shoulder, and followed his movement to take Han Chenxin back a step, which was an obvious gesture of protection.

Both Sun Zhetang and Ye Yusheng noticed it.

Sun Zhetang spoke first: "Do you know each other?"

Sun Zheyang said: "My brother, what do you need from him?"

Sun Zhetang shook his head and said, "I don't know this gentleman," and then called Ye Yusheng, "Yusheng, your friend?"

Ye Yusheng's gaze on Han Chenxin was still presumptuous, but he said, "No, I misidentified the person."

Sun Zhetang then said: "In this case, let's go up and visit the second uncle first."

Those who followed Sun Zhetang didn't express anything else.

Sun Zhetang said to Sun Zheyang: "Have you met the second uncle? Then let's go up."

Sun Zheyang nodded, "Go slowly."

Sun Zhetang and the others walked in the direction of the elevator. When Ye Yu ascended into the elevator, he looked back at Han Chenxin.

Sun Zheyang's hand on Han Chenxin's shoulder suddenly squeezed his shoulder, and asked, "Do you know Ye Yusheng?"

Han Chenxin didn't answer him, but turned to look at him and said, "I think it's better for you to answer my question first."

Sun Zheyang let go of his hand and turned to face him, "What do you want to ask?"

Han Chenxin said, "You should know it well."

Sun Zheyang and Han Chenxin walked towards the small garden outside the inpatient building. There were benches in the garden. The two sat down on the chairs. Sun Zheyang took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff.

Han Chenxin asked him, "What's your relationship with Sun Zhetang?"

Sun Zheyang asked back, "How do you know him?"

Han Chenxin didn't answer, but said, "You know that Sun Zhetang is Sun Zhongting's nephew, right? The second uncle he mentioned just now is Sun Zhongting? You came to the hospital to visit Sun Zhongting?"

Sun Zheyang said in a lazy tone, "Are you interrogating the prisoner?"

Han Chen was silent for a moment.

But Sun Zheyang said: "Sun Zhongting is my godfather. He is not married and has no son. There is only my godson and a nephew."

After all, Han Chenxin didn't know as much about Sun Zhongting as the police. He had only heard about Sun Zhongting and Sun Zhetang, but he really didn't know about Sun Zhongting's godson, let alone Sun Zheyang.

"Why? When did it happen?" Han Chenxin asked.

Sun Zheyang didn't answer, he didn't seem to want to talk about it.

Han Chenxin waited patiently.

Sun Zheyang finally said: "It happened when I was in the army."

He just explained it so simply, and didn't intend to go into details.

Han Chenxin asked softly, "Then now..."

If this sentence is complete, it means why Sun Zheyang is in such a mess now?What kind of relationship does he maintain with Sun Zhongting?

Originally, Han Chenxin thought that Sun Zheyang would not answer him, but he didn't expect Sun Zheyang to say, "He is still my father, but we don't get along very well in some concepts."

Sun Zhongting's business is not very clean. Now that Han Chenxin knows it, no matter how rich Sun Zhongting is, he doesn't want Sun Zheyang to have too much involvement with him. It doesn't matter whether he is father or son in name, as long as Sun Zheyang is not under Sun Zhongting Doing shameful things, Han Chenxin felt that he could rest assured.

At this time, it was Sun Zheyang who asked him, "Then what about the question I asked you just now?"

"what is the problem?"

Sun Zheyang's tone was serious: "Do you know Ye Yusheng?"

Han Chen hesitated for a moment. He didn't know whether to use the word acquaintance to describe the relationship between them. After a while, he said, "Ye Yusheng was sentenced for illegal gun possession before. I was the prosecutor in that case."

Sun Zheyang frowned all of a sudden.

Han Chen was thinking about receiving the threatening package and the phone call. Although he was almost sure that Ye Yusheng did it, there was no evidence. The police tracked down the phone number before, and there was no further result, so he didn't take this matter seriously. Tell Sun Zheyang.

Sun Zheyang knew a little about Ye Yusheng. He put his hand on Han Chenxin's shoulder, exerted some strength, and said in a cautious tone, "Listen to me, I don't know if Ye Yusheng still hates you. , but you must be careful with this person and try to avoid provoking him, he is a pervert."

Han Chenxin nodded, "I know."

Sun Zheyang looked at him, always feeling a little worried, but thinking of Han Chenxin's identity as a prosecutor, he felt that Ye Yusheng probably wouldn't dare to mess around too much.

After saying these words, Sun Zheyang stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

Han Chenxin also stood up.

Before leaving, Sun Zheyang asked, "Is your father in the hospital?"

Han Chenxin nodded, "Go and see him?"

Sun Zheyang asked: "Is it serious?"

Han Chenxin said, "Fortunately, the doctor said the problem is not serious."

Sun Zheyang then said: "Then I won't go, let's go first."

After finishing speaking, Sun Zheyang took two steps back towards Han Chenxin, and said again: "Call me if you have anything to do."

Han Chenxin didn't say anything, and watched Sun Zheyang turn and leave.

He didn't stay downstairs for too long by himself because he didn't want to meet Ye Yusheng again.To be honest, he is not afraid of Ye Yusheng, he doesn't believe that Ye Yusheng is so courageous enough to ask someone to kidnap him directly, otherwise they are all men, he doesn't think he will be Ye Yusheng's opponent.However, it is always best to avoid conflicts. He is no longer an impulsive boy in his early twenties, and he hopes to live a more peaceful life.

At night, Han Zhong woke up and talked to him for a while.

Han Chenxin could feel that Han Zhong's mental state was gradually getting better, and maybe after two days of fluid infusion, his body would recover.He didn't tell Han Zhong about Sun Zheyang's visit to the hospital. He felt that Han Zhong could give up his unrealistic expectations of Sun Zheyang.Now that this is the case, Han Zhong should go back and live a good life with Xu Jiayi honestly, and don't end up neglecting both sides.

At 10:30, it was bed time in the hospital, and the family members who accompanied the bed all lay down and rested on the small bed.

Han Chenxin also lay down beside Han Zhong's bed.

He couldn't sleep. In fact, he didn't sleep well last night. In this environment, it is really a torment for people who don't sleep well.

The people in the next few beds turned over from time to time, and he lay motionless with his arms behind his head, looking at the ceiling and thinking wildly.

For a while, he wondered why Sun Zheyang got involved with Sun Zhongting, and for a while, he wondered whether his feelings for Sun Zheyang were hopeless. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Someone was already snoring in the next bed.

Han Chenxin turned over, got off the cot, and walked out of the ward with his mobile phone.

The lights were on in the corridor outside the ward, and there were nurses on duty at the nurse station. She raised her head to look at Han Chenxin, then lowered her head, looking very attentive, wondering if she was reading a book.

Han Chenxin sat down on a bench near the ward and surfed the Internet with his mobile phone.

After sitting for more than 20 minutes, Han Chenxin just made up his mind to stand up, intending to go to the bathroom and then lie back to sleep, when he heard someone in the room rushing into the bathroom.

After waiting for another 2 minutes, Han Chenxin walked towards the public toilet at the end of the corridor when no one came out.

The corridors of the hospital late at night were a bit gloomy, and the bathroom was dimly lit, and there was no one there.

After going to the toilet, he stood in front of the sink to wash his hands, when he suddenly heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground coming in this direction.

It's almost one o'clock in the morning. Both the patient and the family members who accompany the bed should go to bed, and there is a bathroom in the ward, and most people will not come to the public bathroom at this time.

He subconsciously slowed down his movements. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he walked all the way to the door of the men's room, then stopped, but did not continue to come in.

Han Chenxin stood where he was, staring at the mirror in front of the sink. The mirror was facing the bathroom door, but that door had never been opened.

He shook off the water on his hand, turned around and walked towards the door, stretched out his hand and slowly opened the bathroom door, and something red suddenly occupied his vision.

He had to take a step back, only to see clearly that it was a red dress, which was being hung at the door of the bathroom. There was no wind in the night, and it was hanging down motionless.

There is no one behind the skirt, and the person who hung the skirt has left.

Han Chenxin pulled up her skirt and went out, looked up, and found that someone had pasted an adhesive hook on the wooden door frame to hang the skirt.

He reached out to take off the dress, held it in his hand and walked forward. The corridor was still empty, and only people could be seen at the nurse's station.

Han Chenxin walked all the way to the front of the nurse's station, and asked the little nurse who was concentrating on reading, "Did you see someone go to the bathroom over there just now?"

The nurse was startled, and looked up at Han Chenxin, "Who is it?"

Han Chenxin reached out and lifted up the skirt, "Did you see someone take this and hang it by the bathroom door?"

The nurse shook her head. Looking at the bright red dress, her expression changed a little. "Maybe I didn't pay attention...", she said.

Han Chenxin didn't ask her any more questions, and turned to look at the corridor over there, noticing that there was a safety exit in the corridor, which was the passage leading to the stairs.

If that person comes out of the stairs, goes to the bathroom to hang up the skirt, and then leaves the stairs again, the nurse may indeed not notice.

The nurse said tremblingly: "Someone hangs a red dress? Is it a prank? This is too scary."

It wasn't that Han Chenxin was afraid of the red dress, but that he didn't know what that person's intentions were.

The nurse looked at the skirt again, feeling a little strange, "It's so long."

Hearing this, Han Chenxin stretched out his hand to unfold the skirt, and found that the skirt was not only extremely long, but also seemed to be larger than ordinary dresses, as if——he could fit it under it.

At this time, Han Chenxin's phone heard a text message notification tone. He took out his phone to look, and saw a text message from an unfamiliar number, which said: Let me fuck you hard next time you wear a skirt.

Han Chen frowned, a little annoyed by the other party's silly tricks, he turned around and threw the skirt into the trash can, and said to the nurse, "Be careful." Then he went back to the ward.

It was because of his words that the nurse girl who was on the night shift was scared all night.