The sll of gas in the room was still strong, clearly indicating that they only opened the window to ventilate after arriving; the window should have been shut before.
It’s already the end of May, and the weather these past few days has been quite hot. The house isn’t big, and facing west makes it stuffy. In such weather, it’s impossible to sleep with the window closed; it’s too abnormal.
If the window was open for sleeping and the air exchanged smoothly, even if he showed signs of poisoning, he should have been able to wake up, or at least struggle a bit, rather than lying so peacefully on the pillow and passing away.
"Conduct a blood test..." Leng Zirui glanced around the room, his gaze fixed on the cup on the small cabinet at Li Fu’s bedside. Then, he raised his chin, "Take the cup back for testing as well. Collect evidence in the direction of homicide. Inform imdiately if there’s any news!"
Leng Zirui took the paper and pen from the female police officer who was staring at him blankly and quickly wrote down his na and phone number. He tore off the piece of paper and handed it to the middle-aged officer, then turned and walked out of the room.
It wasn’t until he and Seo Shaochuan walked away that a few officers ca back to their senses.
"Captain Liu, who is he?!" The young officer in charge of the autopsy asked in confusion.
The middle-aged officer Liu Minsheng glanced at the paper in his hand, "Leng Zirui?! Could it be... soone from the Leng Family?!"
"The Leng Family, which Leng Family..." The female officer suddenly exclaid, "Could it be that Leng Family? So... he... he is the second son of the Leng Family, that young general, no wonder... his logic and analytical skills are so strong, he found so many flaws just by looking once..."
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Inside the hospital room.
Although Leng Zimo looked pale and obviously exhausted, he refused to close his eyes. His gaze was fixed on Luo Xiaoqian beside him, and he held her fingers tightly.
Luo Xiaoqian sat on the chair beside the bed, smiling as she held Leng Zimo’s left hand, the one without a needle, "Don’t keep looking, take a rest. Rest assured, I’ll stay here with you. When you wake up, the first thing you’ll see is !"
Holding her hand, Leng Zimo’s voice was a bit weak, "Let look for ten more minutes."
This surgery, for him, was nothing short of a rebirth.
Before the surgery, he was constantly anxious about whether he would walk out of the operating room alive, whether he would be able to see her face again. Even though he still didn’t know if the tumor was malignant or benign, at least he was alive now; he could see her again. And from what he felt, there wasn’t anything unusual.
This outco was enough to make him happy.
Now, he just wanted to look at her more, to look at her for a while longer, to look at her well.
Luo Xiaoqian understood his feelings, but he had just finished a more than two-hour surgery and, coupled with blood loss, his body was very weak and needed more rest. So she had to give him a discount, "Five minutes, no bargaining."
"Okay, five minutes it is!" Leng Zimo smiled at her, "From now on, I’ll listen to my wife."
"You said it, no regrets!" Luo Xiaoqian laughed.
"No regrets at all." Leng Zimo pulled her palm over and pressed it against his face, "I’m so glad I told you the truth!"
If he had kept it from her, as he had originally intended, and handed her over to Jiao Yang for care, he couldn’t imagine what he would do now.
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