Yan Luoshui's ward is on the fourth floor.
Dong Yang can see the movement here from his ward.
Zhang Xinmei and Gu Qingzhou are still there.
Yan Luoshui has not been discharged from the hospital.
So Dong Yang also came.
The adjutants were carrying the apple boxes bought by Dong Yang. When they were ready to go in, Dong Yang suddenly said, "put it down."
There is a door at the junction of stairs and corridors.
Dong Yang skillfully took out two locks from his coat pocket.
As soon as he turned back, he locked the door in the corridor.
Therefore, people in more than a dozen wards on the fourth floor can't go in and out, so they need to stay here.
A nurse needed to come in and change her dressing. She couldn't open the door. She was in a hurry: "who locked the door from the inside?"
She didn't make a sound and was blocked out by the door.
The adjutant was also curious and asked, "young commander, what are you doing?"
Dong Yang ignored it and said, "you go downstairs first."
The adjutants looked at each other.
When Dong Yang's box was opened, it was not an apple, but two barrels of diesel.
He pulled the cork off the bottle and the diesel oil gurgled.
Along the carpet, the pungent smell of gasoline spread throughout the corridor.
Dong Yang took the oil bucket and walked quickly all the way, filling the whole corridor with oil.
After pouring out a bucket, he carefully lit the steam lamp given to him by Yan Luoshui, and then carried another bucket of oil to Yan Luoshui's ward.
As soon as he approached, he saw Gu Qingzhou turn around the screen and come out and say, "what's the smell?"
The screen of the hospital ward was pulled up.
Dong Yang saw many figures sitting behind the screen and seemed to be talking.
And Gu Qingzhou stood at the door, blocking Dong Yang's way.
Dong Yang put down the oil bucket in his hand and kicked it down.
The oil poured continuously into Yan Luoshui's ward, like the gurgling water of a brook.
Gu Qingzhou was stunned.
Dong Yang holds a steam lamp in his hand.
The steam lamp is lit, and the thin glazed tile covers the flame. As long as you fall to the ground, the flame can run around.
Gu Qingzhou looked at Dong Yang in surprise.
Dong Yang smiled with a shy and gentle smile: "Mrs. Si Shao."
Gu Qingzhou smiled at this time: "Dong Yang, you finally remember who you are. Congratulations."
Dong Yang's expression remained unchanged.
He nodded: "I remember not only who I am, but also who you are."
Gu's sight fell on his hand and on the oil bucket at his feet.
The diesel oil runs along the carpet, soaking and dyeing inch by inch.
It was about to flow to the foot of Gu Qingzhou, and Gu Qingzhou stepped back a few steps.
"Dong Yang, what are you doing?" Gu Qingzhou asked, "do you want to set fire?"
Dong Yang seems not to have heard Gu Qingzhou's question.
Gu Qingzhou took a few steps back and he took a few steps forward.
He still answered the previous question: "I remember who you are - you are the young lady of the Secretary's family. You killed my eldest brother, my second brother and my mother."
Gu Qingzhou didn't retreat again.
She stood there, letting the diesel oil soak the carpet under her feet and stain the soles of her shoes.
She smiled: "you really put the blame on me."
Dong Yang said, "no, that's the truth. If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have lost control and hit me, and our car wouldn't have hit."
Gu Qingzhou coughed.
She smiled, "you're too cunning. I can't afford it."
The smell in the room was so strong that Gu Qingzhou covered his mouth and nose.
"Dong Yang, let's make it clear, shall we?" Brother Wan, what's your attitude of neglecting the boat
"Kidnapped you and killed by your husband." Dong Yang replied in a voice that was neither light nor heavy. "He didn't commit a crime to death, but you killed him."
"No, he was killed because he attempted murder and refused arrest. If he doesn't die, he wants me to die." Gu Qingzhou road.
The smile on Dong Yang's face slowly converged.
His white and jade like face added a bit of ferocity.
He seemed to think of something more painful.
"How did your second brother die?" Gu Qingzhou asked again.
Dong Yang said, "he tried to hurt you, but he failed and was..."
He can't go on.
Dong Ming's death can be blamed on Gu Qingzhou, because Si Mu did shoot.
But Dong Zhong's death really can't be planted.
It was shot by Hongmen and inspired by Zhang Jia. It has nothing to do with Gu Qingzhou.
Dong Zhong asked for it himself.
Dong Yang only feels wrong. He should protect his brother's.
"Got rid of by Hongmen Zhangjia, right?" Gu Qingzhou said with a smile, "why don't you take revenge on Zhang Jia?"
Dong Yang smiled ferociously and looked behind the screen: "Zhang Jia's only son is not in this ward? Just right, I'll calculate the general ledger with Zhang Jia today."
Gu Qingzhou knows that Dong Yang will do it.
As she guessed, Dong Yang suffered great pain.
His car killed his mother. This sense of guilt will paralyze the truth. He can feel better only if he blames others.
After the injury, the brain automatically chooses self-interest, and Dong Yang may not be able to control it.
In short, he stuck Gu Qingzhou to let Gu Qingzhou understand that he would seek revenge from Gu Qingzhou.
Gu Qingzhou wanted to use Zhang Xinmei to stimulate Dong Yang's inner anger, remind him that Dong Zhong's death was related to Zhang Jia, and urge him to wait for action.
I missed it this time. Who knows what tricks he will use next time?
Sure enough, Zhang Xinmei's arrival not only pierced his disguise of amnesia, but also provoked his resentment against Hongmen. He really started immediately.
"What about your mother?" Gu Qingzhou continued to ask, "how did she die?"
Dong Yang's eyes began to twitch.
His mother
"It's you, it's you who tampered with our car and killed my mother!" Dong Yang said loudly.
Gu Qingzhou smiled: "is this the truth?"
"Yes." Dong Yang said, "it's you."
Gu Qingzhou smiled: "Dong Shaoshuai, when you went to the banquet, you lost and ran away. I won a great victory. Why should I beat a drowning dog? It's clear that your driving skills are bad, hit the wall and killed her."
"You're talking nonsense!" Dong Yang roared loudly.
He wants to rush to Gu Qingzhou.
Gu Qingzhou took out a browning from the bottom of his sleeve.
Dong Yang stepped down and laughed: "do you think I'm afraid of this? Do you dare to shoot?"
As he spoke, he held up the steam lamp in his hand.
As long as he let go, the whole floor will become a sea of fire. Even if there is no steam lamp, as long as Gu Qingzhou shoots, it will ignite diesel.
Gu Qingzhou's gun pointed at him: "Dong Yang, how can you get away? Once the fire is lit and the room burns, you can't run away. Are you sure you want to do something harmful to others and yourself?"
Dong Yang laughed and said, "Madam Si, are you afraid?"
"You are your father's only son. How sad would he be if you died?" Gu Qingzhou continued, "Dong Yang, you have to think clearly. You don't have to put yourself in. Look at your pants. They are stained with oil. You can't run away."
Dong Yang smiled mysteriously.