My Professor Shen

There are people coming and going in the corridors of the hospital, with nervous expressions and hurried steps.Shen Qingchuan carefully noticed that there were two young and strong plain clothes wandering back and forth at the door of this ward. Although their expressions were natural and their movements were cautious enough, she still caught the clue.

The young man by the window was wearing a yellow plaid shirt on his upper body, and the hem of his shirt swelled up in a slight arc. Basically, whenever someone passed by, he would subconsciously block it with his hands, and his sharp eyes were full of vigilance.Holding a cigarette stick between his fingers, he shook it up and down, rubbing the calluses on the tiger's mouth with his fingertips.

"Hi sir, smoking is prohibited in our hospital. If you can't help it, you can smoke outside." The passing nurse saw her movements and kindly reminded him in a low voice.

He hastily put away the cigarette rod that was stuck between his fingers, stood up straight and explained repeatedly: "I'm sorry I didn't want to smoke, I'm used to it."

Standing against the wall on the left is a short-sleeved man in black short sleeves. His face is facing the stairs and facing the door. He seems to be indifferent to the passers-by, but in fact his eyes always seem to come over. .

During the few minutes when a few people walked slowly from a distance, the two exchanged a look across the crowd, and approached the door of the ward while touching their waists with one hand.

Uncle Li walked over Jiang Ling and the two to the front, and made a secret gesture towards the two of them. The two guards immediately relaxed their vigilance, turned around and returned to the position they had squatted just now.

"This is it, Miss." Uncle Li stood still in front of a ward door, and gently knocked on the door for the two of them.

"Who is it? Come here." The voice came from the ward through the door, and the door was soon opened from the inside.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman in her fifties, with a layer of thin silver strands floating on the surface of her hair, her dry hair was pulled behind her head randomly, and the hair tie was tied with a yellow translucent rubber The tendon, at first glance, is the kind of cheap rubber band that is commonly used to tie money.The bags under the eyes fell to the cheeks, the eyelids drooped lifelessly, and there were fine red bloodshots hidden in the eyes.

Seeing the people coming at the door, Wang Mingli was stunned, then hurriedly looked away, and glanced at the direction behind them. After seeing the patrolling black plainclothes, she hurriedly looked away again.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Wang Mingli held the doorknob and only opened the door a crack, revealing her tired face.

Wang Mingli is only about 1.6 meters tall, and from the perspective of Jiang Ling and Shen Qingchuan, only the top of her head with thinning hair can be seen.

"We're here to find Li Congfa." Uncle Li stated his purpose directly, with a gentle and refined smile on his lips.

Perhaps Uncle Li's expression was too kind, completely different from those who routinely interrogated people in the past. Wang Mingli's guarded expression relaxed a little, and she no longer bowed her head so resistingly. Just after waking up, several groups of people came, and we have said everything that needs to be said, the doctor said that the most important thing for him now is to rest and not be disturbed."

Wang Mingli naturally classified them as a group of people who came with the same intention, implying that they were refused to enter.

She hadn't met a few people before, she just felt that Uncle Li who spoke just now was very polite, and the remaining two people wore masks on their faces, and only a pair of eyes were exposed on their palm-sized faces, which was different from her current slovenly appearance. It was a world of difference.

She didn't know who Li Congfa had offended besides drunk driving. As soon as she woke up, people came to question her one after another eagerly. The two plainclothes men at the door had been guarding here since they were hospitalized, and they were not afraid of their discovery.

"Yes, there are some questions that have not been asked clearly and need to be confirmed." Uncle Li did not explain, but continued following Wang Mingli's words, allowing her to misinterpret their intentions.

Wang Mingli was a little hesitant, and the gap in the door was narrower, and she mumbled, "Can you wait for him to feel better before you come back, maybe tomorrow." She was worried that Li Congfa would not be able to bear such a high-intensity interrogation just after waking up.

"Please cooperate with our investigation." Uncle Li said sternly, put away the gentle smile just now, and the aura around him suddenly became fierce, which really bluffed Wang, who had never seen the world much. bright and beautiful.

Wang Mingli panicked immediately, stopped haggling, and opened the door very reluctantly.

"Ask and ask! You can see for yourself. I told you that he is in a bad state and can't answer your questions at all. If you have to ask, ask! You have to torture people to death!" Wang Mingli said. His buttocks sat on a spare hospital bed beside him. In the past two days, he had to take care of the half-dead older ones, and also took time to go to the police station to catch the younger ones.

She was also exhausted recently, and a burst of anger rushed into her chest. Wang Mingli put her left hand in her trouser pocket, and the sleeve of her right hand was empty, and she felt a bit broken.

Shen Qingchuan and his group ignored Wang Mingli's long-winded complaints at all, and pushed open the half-covered door and walked in.

The entrance was a cramped and small space. In order to facilitate the monitoring of Li Congfa, the police arranged for him an independent ward from the very beginning.Although it was not as good as the special care Shen Qingchuan received when he was hospitalized, compared to other crowded and noisy six-person rooms, this space is still very good, and it is also very convenient for Wang Mingli, a disabled person, to take care of patients.

As soon as he stepped in, a pungent smell of medicine mixed with the smell of disinfectant came to his face, and the dull air made it hard to breathe.There is only one small sliding window in the room. It is already in the afternoon when the room is in the shade of the sun, and the light is very dim. You have to turn on the lights to see the situation in the room clearly.

Li Congfa lay quietly on the hospital bed, his neck was immobilized by a thick cast and he couldn't move.A transparent liquid medicine was hung on the bed frame and was slowly injected into his body drop by drop along the needle.The face was covered with a ventilator, and the heavy breathing could be heard from far away. The data on the instrument showed that the patient's vital signs were stable at the moment.

Shen Qingchuan wanted to get closer but was stopped by Jiang Ling. She stepped in front of Shen Qingchuan and protected her behind her.

Shen Qingchuan was slightly taken aback, and smiled softly at Jiang Ling's not-so-generous back.

Jiang Ling sat on the small bench in front of the hospital bed and nodded towards Uncle Li. Uncle Li closed the curtain knowingly, instantly dividing the small single bed into a private space.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Wang Mingli saw something wrong and wanted to stop her, but was immediately stopped by Uncle Li.

"Please cooperate." Uncle Li smiled slightly, and his usual gentle expression returned to his face.

Wang Mingli pushed hard a few times, but Uncle Li didn't move at all. She sat down resentfully, and the curse words stuck in her throat.

"Li Congfa." Jiang Ling called out lightly, and the eyelids of the person lying on the bed moved accordingly.

"One month before the car accident, you were in frequent contact with an overseas phone number." The police have already investigated these situations clearly, and Jiang Ling just used the information directly.

Li Congfa bent his fingers by his side, and his face was paler than when Jiang Ling first saw it when he entered the door.

"You did it on purpose on the day of the car accident. Someone instructed you, right?" Although there is no conclusive evidence yet, Jiang Ling said with certainty.

Li Congfa, who was lying on the hospital bed, had a little cold sweat on his forehead.

"I heard that you have a son who was detained a few days ago. What do you think is the reason?" Jiang Ling continued.

Li Congfa and Wang Mingli's traditional idea of ​​giving birth to a son to prevent old age is deeply rooted in their minds. It can be said that they have worked hard to give birth to a son. Seeing Chinese medicine and eating earth recipes to seek medicine everywhere, finally at the age of 30, they gave birth to the only one they wished for. Son Li Mingrui.

Since he was born in the middle age, and Li Mingrui was the only child of the younger generation of the whole family, he was really caring for him from top to bottom.When I was seventeen or eighteen years old, I didn't fold a single piece of clothes, I didn't wash a single dish, and I developed a lawless and self-respecting appearance.

After finishing the nine-year compulsory education, he didn't get into a decent high school. He managed to save money and paid him a high price to go to a poor vocational high school. He didn't expect to drop out of school the next week with his bedding bag in his hand. go home.The couple couldn't hold back and couldn't control them at all. Li Mingrui would beat people if the preaching was serious, so he had no choice but to let him go.

This time Li Mingrui was detained because of campus violence, Wang Mingli did not dare to tell Li Congfa at all, firstly because he was afraid that he would not be able to bear it when he just woke up, and secondly because it would be useless to tell.

Speaking of the son he cared about the most, Li Congfa, who had been pretending to be dead, finally reacted. He opened his eyes with difficulty, his neck was fixed and he couldn't move freely. When he turned his eyes, he could only see Jiang Ling who was leaning against his bed. Due to his perspective on the day of the car accident, he had no impression of Jiang Ling at all.

"What... what's wrong with him." Li Congfa said each word, his voice was weak and hoarse. It is said that it was because the steel bar was inserted into the throat and damaged the vocal cords.The exhaled air hit the breathing mask, forming a white mist.

"Tell me, who was instructing you that day." Jiang Ling saw that he had a reaction, and asked an irrelevant question.

Jiang Ling took several photos and placed them in front of his eyes one by one, and a big red circle was drawn on the earphones on Li Congfa's ears.

"No one... just an accident." Li Congfa said without changing his face, denying it to death.

"Have you thought it through?" Shen Qingchuan came out from the shadows, "You are working so hard now, what will happen to your son when you die? What will your wife do? Have you ever thought about it? Do you think the people behind the scenes will release Anyone who knows? The mouth of the dead is the strongest."

It was only then that Li Congfa realized that there was a third party inside the curtain. The moment he saw Shen Qingchuan's face, the cold sweat "swiped" from his head and dripped directly, and the heartbeat detection device "dididi" issued an alarm .

Seeing Li Congfa's strange behavior, Jiang Ling knew that the purpose of this trip had been achieved, and that the man behind the scenes really wanted to kill Shen Qingchuan, and she was just affected.

Things are much easier when you have a direction.