Chapter 649

It seems to uncover the scars that have not been healed.

Even blood with meat, the pain is unstoppable.

When describing the unforgettable memory, Lin Jiangxia's voice trembled.

Even several times, her throat seemed to be heavily blocked by something, and her voice couldn't come out.

The little policeman was silent, but the tip of his nose quickly recorded on the paper.

There was a slight friction between the tip of the nose and the paper.

"Then you hit him in the head with a sober."

Lin Jiangxia's mood was ups and downs, and she never dared to say her last fatal blow to ye Muzhen.

After waiting for half a minute, the little policeman spoke for her.

She nodded softly, pale.

"What a jerk! I'm old enough to do such shameless things! " The little policeman was so angry that he closed the book with a snap.

Lin Jiangxia drooped his eyes, and fear and uneasiness came from the bottom of his eyes.

Ye Muzhen's death, once again very clear in her mind, even as if it had been magnified countless times.

"You can rest assured that this fully meets the standard of self-defense." In the whole process of listening, the little policeman also had a trace of guilt for Lin Jiangxia: "I will sort out your notes and hand them in. It can prove that ye Muzhen's death is his own fault. It has nothing to do with Ms. Lin."

"Thank you... Thank you." Lin Jiangxia drooped her eyes and clung to a corner of the quilt with both hands.

The little policeman breathed, "excuse me, my work is over. Let's go first."

Lin Jiangxia was silent, and the little policeman turned and left.

When he opened the door of the ward, Zhan beiheng's cold vision suddenly fell on the little policeman's face.

The police officer tightened his body and his sight fell on the trash can next to Zhan beiheng.

A lot of cigarette butts have accumulated there.

It was only about 20 minutes before and after the transcript. Zhan beiheng actually smoked a lot of cigarettes, which showed his hesitation and uneasiness in his heart.

Just those emotions, determined not to show a penny on his knife like cheek.

"Mr. Zhan, i... I haven't heard the previous recording. If I had, I would never take a note to uncover the trauma at the bottom of Ms. Lin's heart." The little policeman gritted his teeth: "I'm really sorry."

This gesture, on the contrary, left Zhan beiheng's anger nowhere to vent.

He just waved his hand and said, "I'll send someone to take you back."

"No, I drove a police car." The little policeman breathed and wanted to go, but after taking a few steps, he retreated and looked at Zhan beiheng with his head tilted: "Mr. Zhan, if Ms. Lin needs psychological counseling, our police station has a professional psychological counseling department, they may be able to help Ms. Lin."

"No."

Refusing to cooperate with the police is the consistent style of Zhan beiheng.

After talking, he pushed open the door of the ward and couldn't wait to break in.

The little policeman was stunned on the corridor for a long time. He didn't understand how Mr. Zhan was so prejudiced against the police. He could only shake his head, sigh and turn away.

In the ward.

Lin Jiangxia covered her cheeks with her hands and lowered her head tightly.

He was not even aware of Zhan beiheng's intrusion.

He sat down beside the hospital bed, squeezed her slender wrists tightly with his hands, and forced her to put down his hands covering her cheeks.

When he saw her eyes, Zhan beiheng's heart suddenly hurt again.

Her eyes were red and tears rolled in her eyes, but she was stubborn and bit her teeth to keep her tears from falling out.

Without thinking, he held Lin Jiangxia in his arms.

"Xia Xia, it will be all right soon, it will be all right soon..."

The original restraint was in place. At the moment he held him in his arms, he collapsed completely.

Lin Jiangxia burst into tears, shook her head and said, "it won't be over. I can't... I can't forget ye muzn's terrible appearance before he died. I think... That scene will be engraved in my mind. No matter what I do, I can't get rid of it..."

The accompanying fear tortured her heart all the time.

The pain is unspeakable. It's better to die.

Zhan beiheng was distressed, took her tender face, frowned at her and said, "Xia Xia, listen to me, there is always a way to do it, which can make you forget it completely."

Lin Jiangxia bit her lower lip and shook her head desperately. Tears also poured out desperately at that moment.

The word despair was written on Jane's cheek.

Zhan beiheng is heartbroken, but he doesn't know how to comfort Lin Jiangxia who is black and blue in front of him at the moment.

The only thing I can do is hold her tightly in my arms again. Use all your strength to comfort her and warm her cold heart.

Hiding in his arms, Lin Jiangxia's heart was a little stable.

Pregnant, she is particularly prone to fatigue. And crying is a very physical thing.

When he stopped crying in his arms, fatigue hit again and made her fall asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long I slept and woke up drowsily.

The first thing is to hold on to the people around you.

He was still there, which calmed her heart.

"Wake up?" The tone is gentle, for fear of making a noise to her.

Lin Jiangxia pursed her lips, nodded and cried until her nose ached.

"You should have something to eat." Zhan beiheng stroked her hair, habitually kissed her on the forehead and said.

She just shook her head. "No, I have no appetite."

"No." Zhan beiheng increased his tone: "if you don't eat, how can you get better? What should the child in your stomach do?"

"Children, yes, and children..." although she doesn't have any appetite, she also knows that if the baby can't absorb nutrition in time, it will be very weak after birth: "brother Zhan, please... Let someone send some food and drink. I haven't eaten for too long."

Although eating at the same time, the attitude changes so much that it looks a little neurotic.

"Well, I'll send them up immediately."

The nutritious meal prepared by the quarter housekeeper looks delicious.

Lin Jiangxia had a good appetite. Zhan beiheng personally filled some bird's nest porridge with a spoon and sent it to her mouth.

She only took one bite, and when her eyes fell on the bird's nest porridge, the porridge seemed to change in an instant, twisted and turned red, turning into the pool of blood on ye muzin's dying cheek!

Waves of tumbling in the stomach.

She had no time to think. She suddenly pushed away Zhan beiheng in front of her, rushed out of bed and ran to the bathroom.

Put your hands around the edge of the washbasin and spit it out.

There was nothing in the stomach, as if to spit out all the internal organs.

Zhan beiheng stood behind her and patted her on the back.

Housekeeper Ji stood outside the bathroom with a flustered face and worried: "young master, you can't go on like this. You always have to find a way."

"Contact the overseas branch of Zhan's group and ask them to immediately arrange the top foreign medical team." Zhan beiheng made a quick decision.