About ten minutes later, Feng Yan returned to Old Master’s room.
Xia Yinian was sitting by the bed, holding Feng Heng’s hand, while Qin Yiheng was sitting by the computer, watching the video surveillance.
Feeling Feng Yan enter the room, Xia Yinian imdiately turned her head and let go of Old Master’s hand, standing up.
No matter if Ah Yen blad her or not, she still felt very guilty.
Feng Yan glanced at her, then turned and walked towards Qin Yiheng.
"Yiheng, did you find anything?"
Qin Yiheng looked up and glanced at Feng Yan, then adjusted the video surveillance to a certain point and stopped.
To keep a good watch on Old Master’s condition, several caras were installed in the room for Feng Yan to check at any ti.
Feng Yan approached the right rear side of Qin Yiheng, his eyes fixed on the computer monitor.
At this mont, Xia Yinian also ca over.
The scene paused when she was still sitting by the bed, then Qin Yiheng clicked play.
In the video, Old Master’s expression remained normal as he looked at Xia Yinian intently.
Xia Yinian had her head down, so the monitor didn’t capture her facial movents, and they didn’t know what she was saying to Old Master.
But at the mont Xia Yinian turned around, Old Master’s eyes suddenly frowned as if he wanted to express sothing.
From the subtle facial expressions he displayed, he seed extrely confused at the ti, even carrying a hint of fear.
Feng Yan wasn’t a psychologist, but with his understanding of his own grandpa, he could generally deduce the sa information that Qin Yiheng had, and Xia Yinian could too.
Watching the elderly man in the video change from calm to excited, even convulsing and foaming at the mouth.
Those few seconds felt like the longest mont in Feng Yan and Xia Yinian’s life.
Xia Yinian covered her mouth, unable to hold back her sobs.
As the old man was convulsing, in another video feed, they saw Feng Yan and Xia Chuxue running in one after another.
Even though Feng Yan’s focus was mainly on Old Master’s video, he noticed Xia Chuxue’s fall.
Glancing at that part of the video, Feng Yan’s eyes showed a different expression.
When Qin Yiheng paused the two different surveillance videos, Xia Yinian bit her lip, trying to calm herself down.
"Grandpa beca like this because of what I said, right?"
It was not a question but a statent; Xia Yinian had already realized it.
"It must be this; he was fine before. Did I say sothing wrong?"
Xia Yinian hugged her head, trying hard to recall.
She had sent a ssage to the two people waiting in the hall to co up, knowing they were coming; she glanced at the door and turned to look at Grandpa.
"At that ti, I said... I said, said... Ah Yen, it was Xia—not Feng Chuxue. At that ti, I told Grandpa, his granddaughter Chuxue was on her way up."
"I told him to rember not to call Nian Nian; my na is Xiao Xiao."
"Then... then I walked away to avoid Sister Chuxue coming up and seeing anything suspicious."
Xia Yinian put her hands down, but her face still didn’t look good.
"It could be that Grandpa was missing Sister Chuxue; he hadn’t seen her since he woke up, so he wanted to talk but couldn’t express it."
"Earlier, I suspected Grandpa wanted to tell us about the killer but ignored Sister Chuxue."
"Grandpa cherished his little granddaughter very much; he used to tell about Mr. all the ti."
Xia Yinian looked at Feng Yan, her brows furrowed tightly.
"I didn’t expect it to be like this; I should have talked to Grandpa about this slowly. Then he wouldn’t have..."
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