remain silent

Han Chenxin returned to the ward later, but fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, Xu Jiayi came to the hospital with breakfast. Han Chenxin ate two buns, put on his coat and went to work.

When I walked into the elevator, there happened to be a man sitting in a wheelchair, and behind him stood a middle-aged man pushing the wheelchair.

The man looked to be in his 50s, had graying hair, and was wearing a patient gown and a thick coat.

Han Chenxin glanced at him, didn't pay attention, and stood facing the elevator door. When he reached the first floor, the elevator door opened, and he hurried out.

When Han Chenxin left, the middle-aged man pushed the old man out of the elevator and walked towards the garden.As he walked, he said: "Mr. Sun..." After finishing speaking, he stopped.

The old man in the wheelchair heard him hesitate to speak, smiled and asked, "What do you want to say?"

The middle-aged man said: "The young man just now seems to be the younger brother of Young Master Yang in the house over there?"

The old man, Sun Zheyang's godfather, Sun Zhongting, a well-known entrepreneur in Chongfeng City, nodded when he heard the words, "I heard that he is a pretty good young man."

They walked slowly to the garden. Although it was a hospital, the air in the garden was still very fresh in the morning. One or two patients walked in the garden to exercise, but there were not many people.

The middle-aged man stopped holding his wheelchair, and said to Sun Zhongting: "Actually, Mr. Sun, have you ever thought about telling Young Master Yang? The lady who raised him at his home over there seems to have passed away, right?"

Sun Zhongting sighed softly, "He passed away several years ago."

The middle-aged man said: "That lady and her husband are divorced, and Young Master Yang has no relationship with the family surnamed Han. I think it's best to tell him about your relationship at this time?"

Sun Zhongting looked at the dew-wetted petals in front of him, and slowly shook his head, "I don't want it now."

The middle-aged man asked softly: "Are you afraid that Young Master Tang—"

"No," Sun Zhongting interrupted him, "Stop talking about that, what has Zhe Yang been doing recently?"

The middle-aged man paused and said, "I heard that he is asking Cheng Jun to help him find something to do?"

Sun Zhongting chuckled, "Can't you continue with the video game city?"

The middle-aged man said: "Yes, I don't think Young Master Yang will be willing to just hang around like this for the rest of his life, as long as he waits, he will still come back to you."

Sun Zhongting didn't say anything, just said: "Ask Cheng Jun to come over when you have time, I have something to say to him."

The middle-aged man replied: "Okay, Mr. Sun."

Han Chenxin drove to work.After arriving at the procuratorate, he hesitated to meet Qi Song and told him that he saw Ye Yusheng at the hospital last night.

Qi Song frowned.

After thinking about it, Han Chen also told Qi Song about the dress that night, but he didn't elaborate on the content of the text message.

But it was enough for Qi Song to understand the meaning, his face became more and more ugly, and finally he slapped the table and cursed, and said, "I'll call Zhou Ju."

"Qi Chu," Han Chenxin said to stop him, "There is no evidence for this kind of thing, and there is no evidence to constitute a crime."

Qi Song said: "Should I just let him be so arrogant?"

Han Chenxin leaned back on the chair opposite Qi Song, holding the signature pen on the table with his slender fingers, and said, "What do you think Ye Yusheng can do? To be honest, I can't figure out what he does. What's the purpose. If it's just to humiliate me and embarrass me, then I don't take it very seriously, and this kind of thing has limited impact on me."

Qi Song clasped his hands and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid he might do something to you."

"After all, he just came out of prison, so he wouldn't want to go in so soon, would he?"

"This kind of person is insane, who knows what he will do? You forgot the person he killed before? The police haven't found strong evidence yet. Anyway, be careful in everything, and I will tell Zhou Call the bureau, don’t tell him about this matter, just say that Ye Yusheng is harassing you, let them keep a close eye on this person, it’s best to find someone to warn Ye.”

Han Chenxin nodded, "Thank you, Qi Chu."

Qi Song glanced at him, "What do you say, be careful yourself. I know it's hard to talk about this kind of thing, but it's better than something really happened."

Han Chen replied, "I see."

In the afternoon, Han Chenxin received a call from Yu Shengcheng, saying that he wanted to talk to Han Chenxin about Ye Yusheng.

Han Chenxin then directly asked Yu Shengcheng to meet at the procuratorate.

Yu Shengcheng looked a little dusty when he arrived. He asked Han Chenxin if he had any water to drink. He had been running outside for a day and was dying of thirst.

Han Chenxin went to get a paper cup and got him a glass of water.

Yu Shengcheng drank it all in one gulp, then sat down on the stool, and said, "I heard about Ye Yusheng, and my superiors said hello, and asked our team to keep an eye on Ye Yusheng."

Han Chenxin asked, "Did Ye Yusheng commit any crimes recently?"

Yu Shengcheng shook his head, "It's Sun Zhetang's business, and the Economic Investigator may be watching. Ye Yusheng was released just now, and it seems that he is quite honest now."

Hearing Yu Shengcheng talk about Sun Zhetang, Han Chenxin couldn't help but think of Sun Zheyang, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried about the relationship between Sun Zheyang and Sun Zhongting.

"By the way," Yu Shengcheng called Han Chenxin's attention back, "I heard that Ye Yusheng was harassing you again? Is it because you sued him at that time, and he has held grudges to this day?"

Han Chenxin said, "Maybe so."

Yu Shengcheng cursed in a low voice, "This is really hard to handle. Ye Yusheng is very careful. So far, there is no evidence. He has not been involved in any criminal offenses in what he did. We really have nothing to do with him. It is impossible to keep an eye on him 24 hours a day. With him, there is no way to find someone to protect you at any time..."

"I understand," Han Chenxin said, "you have a lot to do."

Yu Shengcheng thought for a while, "That Sun Zheyang from before, I heard he is your elder brother?"

Han Chen didn't understand why Yu Shengcheng mentioned Sun Zheyang, and looked at him with a "hmm".

Yu Shengcheng said: "I heard a colleague from the Huahu Institute talk about him. He said that Sun Zheyang is very powerful. He used to be the fighting champion of their team when he was a soldier. I'm just a suggestion. Go find Sun Zheyang. Yang, he hangs around outside, maybe there is a channel to say hello to Ye Yusheng, and at the same time see if he can find a way to protect you."

Han Chenxin remained silent.

Yu Shengcheng continued: "I'm just making a suggestion. For people like Ye Yusheng, it is very difficult for us to try to communicate with him, and sometimes it will be counterproductive. Things have really developed to the point where we can find evidence to make people It’s too late to be caught, so let’s take precautions before they happen.”

After speaking, Yu Shengcheng stood up.

Han Chenxin also stood up.

Yu Shengcheng said to him: "Call me anytime you have something to do, try not to appear in remote places alone."

Han Chenxin nodded. He suddenly remembered something, "Officer Yu, do you still remember the young man who was killed by Ye Yusheng?"

Yu Shengcheng said: "I didn't handle the case, but I still have memories of that case."

Han Chenxin said: "At that time, I remembered that young man's autopsy report said that he died from a gunshot, but there were many wounds on his body."

Yu Shengcheng nodded, "The injuries on his body should be caused by that bastard Ye Yusheng."

Han Chenxin recalled the autopsy photos at that time, the body of the young man with many scars, "Later, Ye Yusheng and his lawyer insisted that the man committed suicide with Ye Yusheng's gun."

Yu Shengcheng snorted coldly, "People like Ye Yusheng will have their retribution sooner or later!"

Han Chenxin didn't say anything else, thanked Yu Shengcheng, and sent him out of the office.

After get off work in the afternoon, Han Chenxin still went to the hospital. Han Zhong's spirit was better than yesterday's. After dinner, he even offered to let Han Chenxin accompany him downstairs for a walk.

The father and son were walking slowly in the garden. After walking not far, Han Zhong was about to sit down and rest for a while.

Han Chenxin stood beside him.

"Your brother," Han Zhong said, "he is determined not to look back."

This is the first time Han Chenxin heard Han Zhong talk about Sun Zheyang after Sun Zheyang had a showdown with Han Zhong.

Han Zhong said: "I don't know what to do. I am willing to give those things, but he refuses to take them."

Han Chenxin didn't know what to say.

Han Zhong suddenly said, "Forget it."

Han Chen hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but want to ask Han Zhong what the phrase "forget it" meant. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a wheelchair rolling over the stone pavement.

Both Han Zhong and Han Chenxin turned their heads and saw a middle-aged man pushing an old man in a wheelchair towards this direction.

Sun Zhongting looked older than Han Zhong, apart from being a few years older than Han Zhong, perhaps because of too much work, at least his hair was already half gray.

Han Chenxin recognized these two people he had seen in the elevator this morning, but he didn't know who they were.

Unexpectedly, the wheelchair stopped when it was pushed to their side, and the person in the wheelchair chatted with them kindly, just like ordinary patients met in the hospital.

By this time the sun had gone down and the weather was starting to cool down.

The old man in the wheelchair coughed twice, and the middle-aged man behind him immediately said, "Mr. Sun, it's getting cold, let's go back to the ward."

Han Chenxin was taken aback when he heard that Mr. Sun, maybe because he was a little sensitive to the surname Sun, he subconsciously thought of Sun Zhongting.

Han Chenxin may have seen Sun Zhongting's photo in the newspaper, but he didn't pay attention to it, and the photo in the newspaper inevitably had some discrepancies with the real person, so he wasn't sure for a while.But Sun Zheyang came to the hospital to visit Sun Zhongting, right?

Seeing the middle-aged man slowly leave with his wheelchair, Han Chen subconsciously said, "Mr. Sun...Mr. Zhongting?"

The middle-aged man paused.

The person in the wheelchair turned his head to look at Han Chenxin, nodded with a smile, then turned around, signaling the middle-aged man to move on.