"They were talking in the office with the door closed that day. I wanted to send them some tea, but at the door of the office, I heard Zou Chen and Yuzryha leak the Ye family case to the media. He said that you would definitely come back as soon as the news went out."
"That is to say, the person behind the investigation of the Ye family case is Zou Chen." I recognized the key point.
"I really didn’t expect it to me, but I asked Ye Li yesterday, and he said that he revealed a little bit to the media at most, which caused some public opinion. Everyone just took a look at the news and forgot him in a few days. It was also strange how the police got the evidence and reported it to the public security bureau immediately after they revealed the news. It seems that one person said that someone wanted to borrow their hands to deal with your home."
"Okay, I get it."
"Child, is your dad … okay now?" Sue asked carefully.
"I haven’t met anyone yet, so I won’t tell you. See you later." I hung up.
Actually, I’m not so shocked, but there’s a kind of cloud to clear the sky. Zou Chen approached me, and finally there was a reasonable explanation. He was Ye Jiacai who approached me. Ouyang Xue said that "evidence" in his Beijing villa that day meant his father’s guilt, right?
Zou Chen, who is he? What’s the matter with Ye’s family? You’ve tried so hard but you haven’t done it until now. Now that my father is a seriously ill patient, even if he is convicted, he can’t go to prison. Then they are not busy in vain … This doesn’t go with logic. He is so clever that he would never do such a compensation.
I hesitated at the nurse’s desk for a moment and then played the phone number that I didn’t call often but had already learned by heart.
It took a long time for the other end to pick up.
"Hello?" The sound is hoarse and sounds powerful.
I took a deep breath. "It’s me. Is it convenient for me to see you?" There are some things that should be asked face to face.
There was a moment’s silence. "Sorry, I can’t talk now."
"Who is like this? Why did you pick up the words?" A gentle woman came from the microphone with a kind of blame. Only the closest relatives would have that tone … That was Ouyang Xueyin.
I bit my lip lightly and said, "I’m sorry to bother you." I hung up and my heart still started to ache somewhere.
It took me a long time to thank the nurse. I took out the charger from my bag and called the mobile phone at the nurse’s desk. After a while, all kinds of short messages rang. I clicked the missed words and unread text messages first. From several names, I saw Zou Chen’s name at a glance. When I checked the details, I found that his last words were more than one o’clock last night. He called a dozen times at most, that is, New Year’s Day, the day I left Rongcheng.
I clicked on the short message again, and there were several messages, two of which were also sent by him.
I don’t know what happened to you, I want to know if you are well.
This is the day I left him.
I’ll make you regret if you don’t show up.
But this short message, I feel that his words contain anxious measures, which was sent the day before yesterday.
I read several other short messages and suddenly saw a short message from my father. I was a little surprised. Look at Tong Tong. You will always be my daughter.
I felt sour in my nose and turned to look at the two plainclothes people at the other end of the corridor. Suddenly I remembered that my father had refused the trial in the absence of the lawyer, so I told the nurse that I had put a mobile phone on the counter and charged it back. Before they could react, I quickly broke in. Those two people didn’t expect me to suddenly be so uncooperative and couldn’t come to stop it.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw my father’s face was extremely bad, and a doctor in police was sitting on the sofa beside the bed.
Because of the movement of our door, three of us turned our eyes at the same time, and I looked at my father’s eyes and saw him dim, and my eyes lit up slightly. That look made my heart correct, like a child helping him see his loved ones.
"What are you all going to ask when the lawyer comes?" I rushed to the bed and glared at the interrogating policeman. "Please get out."
The three policemen got a little excited when they saw me. They looked at each other.
"It’s almost time for Mr. Lin to rest. After a long time, his body can’t stand it." The attending hospital also stood up and said.
"Lao Zhao, let’s call it a day. Let’s go to Meng’s house again." Just now, the middle-aged man said to the policeman in the doorway.
I was a little confused when I heard that they were going to Meng’s house, but I couldn’t ask at this moment.
After the policemen left, I turned and sat down by the bed. My father pulled my hand weakly. "Tong Tong, you are finally back." His voice was very low and his breath was a little bad. It seemed hard to say anything.
"Don’t talk for a while. I’ll pour you a glass of water." I was just about to get up, but he clung to my hand. The corner of his eye was wet but he said firmly, "You will always be my daughter in LAM Raymond."
Chapter one hundred and twenty-nine What is the truth?
When I heard this, my nose felt sour, but I didn’t shed tears. It seems that tears sometimes dry up.
"Your mother is a good woman. Don’t listen to your aunt’s nonsense that I … love her." He lowered his hand and sobbed.
Section 11
At the moment, even though I am dissatisfied with him, I resent Hwa-Sung Do and smile bitterly.
"Dad," I leaned over and hugged him and patted him on the back to calm down.
"Tong Tong … Dad is wrong." Father sobbed more fiercely. "Dad is wrong. Dad is sorry. Your mother is sorry for you …" He repeated his mistake over and over again.
My heart is sad. He finally got lost, but it’s too late for mom to hear him.
And his cry has solved the gap between our father and daughter for more than ten years. Although it is not a kiss, it is better.
Father passed out without saying a few words, and now he has run out of oil and lights, and even talking has become a kind of manual work.
I tucked him in and was quietly out of the ward, just in time to see the attending doctor busy at the nurse’s desk.
My heart jumped, "Who is it?"
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