Time goes a little further. When Shu Xiusang and He Zhichen staged a farce, Feng Rong blocked another major character in the center of the incident, He Zhichen's sister, not far from the back door of the He family, and injured He Fu's main suspect, He Zhiying.

At that time, she was hiking into a dark alley with no thoughts. Although she was a little panicked, she was not confused. She seemed to know where she could hide next. Feng Rong knew that when she was familiar with He Village, she was definitely not as good as the local local snake. So after confirming that no one was approaching around for the time being, Feng Rong flashed over with expressionless expression and blocked He Zhiying's way forward.

While walking, He Zhiying was still paying attention to whether anyone was following behind. Suddenly, he turned around and saw someone in front of him, but he suddenly appeared, just like a ghost. He Zhiying was so scared that she wanted to scream, but she covered her mouth in the flash to avoid making big noises to attract the onlookers. Her body instinctively couldn't help but take a step back because she was too surprised, and hit the wall of the alley with a "snail" - it was too narrow here, and she couldn't even think of how this person appeared here.

Feng Rong raised his eyebrows. This girl was much smarter and calmer than they thought. It seemed that the introverted and cowardly girl was just a shadow of nothingness when she was taking the transcript in the morning. However, if this smart and calmer was used in this place, it would not be a good thing - an excellent criminal was either too bold and cruel, or had extraordinary wisdom and emotional intelligence. Maybe it was just a little higher at the beginning, but when the bow was opened, there was no turning back.

He Zhiying quickly forced herself to calm down, and then she noticed that the person in the dark alley still could not hide his outstanding appearance. Such people could not forget even if they had a glance. Moreover, they had been together for a long time this morning, and He Zhiying's eyes suddenly became terrified because of this person's identity, "Dark, secret police officer?"

When He Zhiying looked at Feng Rong, Feng Rong was also looking at her. At this time, He Zhiying was breathing a little unstable, and her hands were still covered with blood. It was not obvious, but it was not hidden. She tried hard to show her "easy to be nervous when talking to strangers". Unfortunately, she might be too nervous. She was obviously not so well concealed. Her eyes floated to the other party from time to time, paying attention to his movements, afraid that he would suddenly take out a handcuff. Feng Rong was not in a hurry. Just when she looked at him uneasy and didn't know whether to escape, Feng Rong calmly picked up her phone and looked at the text message sent by Lin Yingkong. Then his eyes moved away from the screen of the phone and raised it little by little, and confronted the girl's eyes that were staring at him. The girl bounced again as if she was frightened, but there was a wall behind her, and she couldn't retreat even if she wanted to.

"He Zhiying." Feng Rong called her, as if she was confirming whether she was herself.

He Zhiying's nerves suddenly became tighter, "Yes...uh, no, I mean, yes, I'm He Zhiying."

Feng Rong's brow did not move again because of her incoherence, but continued in a plain voice: "It's not time for school yet, where are you going?"

His question was beyond He Zhiying's expectations. She opened her mouth several times before stammering: "I'm...this...this...are something happening at home...so I asked for leave in the afternoon. Now I go to my classmate to ask about my homework today. Well, that's it. I'm going to ask about homework."

Speaking of the latter, her sentence became smoother, and then she tried to hide her hands in the pocket of her shirt. During the movement, Feng Rong noticed that there were some wet marks on the coat of her left arm. The slightly darker piece was not very obvious in such light. Feng Rong moved her nose and captured the faint smell of wine in the air. At this time, his phone vibrated again. Feng Rong looked down at him, then looked at He Zhiying, and said, "Do you know that ten minutes ago, your father was stabbed by someone, and now he is going to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment?"

"He is not dead?" He Zhiying asked reflexively, then suddenly came back to her senses, her face turned pale, "I mean... is he okay?"

Feng Rong stopped talking for a long time, looking at her gaze with a certain sense of inquiry. It was not until He Zhiying moved her stiff body nervously that he said, "My partner helped him with the wound in time and he would not die."

On the surface, his partner Lin Yingkong was just an ordinary policeman, but what he said was very certain, as if there would be no mistake when he said it. He Zhiying was a little suspicious at first, and then thought of another question, and her heart was shocked - why did they receive the news so quickly and save her drunkard father in time? Could it be that they have been here all the time?

"Is that?" He Zhiying's heart was flowing, and her face was just a pale smile. Her pretty face turned bright because of this faint smile, as if she was happy for He Fu, "It's fine if it's okay."

So Feng Rong followed her words and said, "I was planning to go to the hospital to ask who was injured by He Fu, and whether you want to go see him with me..."

"I won't go!" Before he finished speaking, He Zhiying shouted loudly, and then Feng Rong's consistent calm eyes smashed her suddenly with a pile of ice slags. She suddenly stopped and said stiffly: "No, I want to go back and see my mother... She went shopping for vegetables just now, and maybe she didn't know about this. If something happened to my father, she would be very sad. I'll go and accompany her."

While talking, He Zhiying moved to the alley sideways and walked carefully. She didn't know if it was because of the identity of the handsome man in front of her or something else. He was just standing there and saying a few words, without any dangerous or coercive words and deeds. She just felt that something dangerous was pressing into the air, making her breathless.

"Wait a minute." Feng Rong's voice floated over from behind again, neither anxious nor impatient, but there was no room for anyone to question anything else.

He Zhiying looked back with a stiff expression, "Is there anything else for the secret police officer? I want to go home and see my mother."

Feng Rong was a little curious about what she mentioned about Shu Xiusang twice, so he asked: "Is Shu Xiusang very good to you and your brother?"

When talking about this issue, He Zhiying's expression was obviously relaxed, and her suppressed tone also had a hint of softness, "Of course, that's my mother." If anyone in the He family loves the most, then it can only be Shu Xiusang.

Feng Rong narrowed her eyes, unable to explain what the mood was, and he asked again: "If she wanted to make a choice between you and He Fu, who would she choose?"

"When..." He Zhiying subconsciously wanted to answer, but she seemed to be choked by a rice ball. After spitting out a word, she could no longer speak. Her first reaction was to say that Shu Xiusang would definitely choose them, but reason suddenly overwhelmed her voice. She began to hesitate and panic, as if there was something that could not be grasped quietly in her life. He Zhiying even suspected that the man who suddenly appeared in front of her had already learned about He Fu's affairs, and looked down on the entire process of the scumbag being injured like God.

Feng Rong didn't force He Zhiying to give the answer, but suddenly turned the subject and said, "Your hand is stretched out to show me."

Unexpectedly, when He Zhiying heard this, she suddenly turned around and ran out, as if there was a beast behind her. However, she had just taken half a step, and even the toes of the foot that she stepped out had not stood firm on the ground, she was already skillfully pressed on the wall, facing the mottled bricks and soil, behind her was a tall figure covering her, and there was an aggressive aura spreading around her, as if it was a power that did not belong to the world. At that moment, He Zhiying almost thought Feng Rong wanted to kill her, but not only could she not shout for help, but she could not even find the strength to resist, and could only lie on the wall in vain, like a dying fish, making a heavy breathing sound.

Feng Rong didn't want to torture He Zhiying for confession or other thoughts. She just cut her arm behind her back, and used a force that would not make her feel painful, then stroke the clothes on her left arm. Sure enough, she saw a blue-black bruise there, probably hitting it with a bottle of wine. It looked very serious. Feng Rong planned to take He Zhiying to the hospital for a film later. She might have injured her bones. However, He Zhiying didn't get much blood on her hands. I thought she didn't pull it out after stabbing the knife into He Fu's body. However, Lin Yingkong said that He Fu had too much blood.

So it is possible that He Zhichen pulled out his sword so that the blood could flow so quickly? - So the question is, is He Zhichen hating He Fu so much? He Zhiying was obviously impulsive. According to the neighbors around him, Shu Xiusang drove a pair of children outside while He Fu was drinking a long time ago, so that they would not become victims of He Fu's domestic violence, but to bear it silently. So why didn't He Zhiying go to class today, but instead quarrel with He Fu, and even was so excited that she stabbed him with a knife?

Feng Rong was a little immersed in her mind, and forgot to let go of He Zhiying. When he came back to his senses, he found that the girl who was much bolder than ordinary people after hurting her biological father was shaking all over and even making a slight sob. She seemed very scared. The half of her beautiful side face was covered with tears, her eyelashes were drooping, and she looked weak and weak, which was pitiful. This fifteen-year-old girl inherited the appearance of her mother and had her charm for the first time. Feng Rong didn't care about this, but she just suspected that her actions just now scared her. After all, she was just a child who was still in junior high school. No matter what, she still had the character of a child, and it was normal to be afraid of this kind of thing. Feng Rong let go of He Zhiying with a little embarrassment and said, "Sorry, I just look at the wound on your body."

He Zhiying didn't speak, but after he was away from him for a few steps, his body trembled significantly better, and he stopped crying. He just didn't turn his head, but wiped tears at the wall silently. When Feng Rong noticed her actions, he frowned in confusion. At this time, the vibrating sound of text messages entering again on his phone. He opened the screen of the phone and clicked it. He was not surprised by the content inside. He said to He Zhiying, who was still facing his back to him, "Well... there is something that needs to be notified. I'm afraid you have to go to the hospital with me. In addition to He Fu, your brother He Zhichen and your mother Shu Xiusang are all there for treatment."

"What?!" He Zhiying turned around, her eyes were still red, her face was covered with tears, but she was obviously worried and anxious, "What's wrong with them?" Why do they need treatment?

Feng Rong looked at her with compassion, "Your brother He Zhichen admitted that he stabbed He Fu with a knife, Shu Xiusang beat him, and both of them were injured."

He Zhiying was stunned and stunned, her face disappeared without a trace of blood.

Twenty minutes later, Feng Rong took He Zhiying to meet Lin Yingkong in the hospital. The latter was standing outside the emergency department, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand. When he saw Feng Rong, he waved to him. Feng Rong walked over. Before he could speak, Lin Yingkong handed him the still-warm milk tea. He took it over. His hands, who were cold due to the cold wind outside, subconsciously gathered on the wall of the cup to keep warm. Lin Yingkong smiled at him, everything was silent, and Feng Rong couldn't help but smile.

After receiving the news, Zhu Mengtian and Fei Rong had completed the school part of the task, so they asked the direction of the hospital and rushed over immediately. Unexpectedly, they happened to run into two mountains in the field team of the General Office to show their love during the mission. Zhu Mengtian couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and Fei Rong stabbed him in an elbow and stepped forward and said, "Minister, this person is..."

Fei Rong signaled He Zhiying behind him with her eyes. Feng Rong immediately reacted and said with a blank expression: "He Zhiying, He Fu's daughter, her left hand bone may have cracked. Take her to take a movie to see."

"Oh, received." Fei Rong nodded, and was about to take the girl away, but the other party avoided her hand.

"Where is my mom and my brother?" He Zhiying asked. In fact, her hands were very painful. After the initial panic gradually faded away, the pain surged up like a tide, causing fine sweat to seep out of her forehead. But she still insisted on seeing her two close relatives first before going for examination, but she did not mention He Fu, who was still in the emergency room - even if his injuries were worse.

"They are inside, just a little trauma, just get rid of it," Lin Yingkong pointed to the emergency department, as if she didn't know that she had just stabbed her biological father a few dozen minutes ago. Her tone was very gentle and comforting, "Your injury is serious. Go and shoot the movie first. Will I take them to see you later?"

He Zhiying was almost confused by his voice, and she woke up suddenly when Fei Rong came to pull her again. She took a step back and shook her head and said, "I want to see them first."

Lin Yingkong glanced at the blood on her hand, Feng Rong nodded to him. When Lin Yingkong saw it, he also let go and said, "Okay, then He Zhiying, come in with me. Remember to whisper, you can't make noise in the hospital."

The reminder he said later was just mentioning the rules of the hospital, but Feng Rong heard the clues - Shu Xiusang and He Zhichen had a big fight just now?

So Feng Rong followed in, and immediately understood what Lin Yingkong said. There were people sitting on the two beds in the emergency department, one was Shu Xiusang and the other was He Zhichen. Two doctors were helping them with the wounds on their bodies. The wounds were not serious, and they were just troublesome. Especially He Zhichen, as if he had rolled around from the glass residue, there were more than a dozen small holes on half of his body. The transparent fragments were deeply pierced into the flesh. His clothes were embarrassed and depressed, and Feng Rong almost recognized him. And Shu Xiusang was mainly because of the nails on his hands, revealing the blurred flesh and blood, which seemed to be the result of too much force. Combined with the fact that she had just "fighted" with He Zhichen, it was not difficult to imagine how she hurt herself.
Chapter completed!