At that time, Huang Dan took a shower and his hair was dry. He was about to lie on the bed and looked at the strange bedroom before the sleepiness came. Motrola on the bedside table suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

Nie Wenyuan mopped the floor in the bathroom, and because Huang Dan was distracted while taking a shower, the ground was messy.

Huang Dan wanted to clean it up by himself. Nie Wenyuan asked him to go out with a serious face, and told him to walk slowly and not to slip. He had a very tough attitude, so he didn't say anything more.

After coming back to his senses, Huang Dan picked up the phone on the bedside table. Instead of pressing the answer button on his own initiative, he went to the bathroom and shouted, "Uncle, your phone rings."

Nie Wenyuan's voice came from the bathroom, just like that time, saying that Huang Dan would answer, he didn't mind sharing his world. This was a kind of complete trust and a signal of recognizing it as his own person.

When Huang Dan answered the phone, there was a voice in his ear, "Director, the hospital has come to inform him that Liu Quanwu is dead."

He was stunned, "How did you die?"

There are Nie Wenyuan's people inside and outside the hospital, especially around the ward. Some people want to kill and silence them, and they must formulate a detailed plan to have the opportunity to escape unscathed.

The breathing sounds changed on the other end of the phone, and there was vigilance and caution in the voice, "Who are you?"

Huang Dan said, "I am Chen Yu."

The breathing sound returned to normal and answered the question just now, "It was allergic to drugs and it was not rescued."

Huang Shan asked, "Have you found anything?"

His question was a bit out of line, but he knew that the other party would definitely answer it.

The person on the other end of the phone said, "The medicine in the medicine bottle was dropped. The nurse said that the medicine was taken once a day. Liu Quanwu was fine yesterday, which means that the medicine was only tampered with by someone today."

Huang Dan didn't speak, listened carefully.

"According to the investigation, in addition to the doctors who went to the ward today, the nurses who occasionally went to the examination, there were also Mr. Chen."

Huang Shan asked, "Before Liu Quanwu's accident, did my aunt and cousin see him?"

The sound on the phone was the same as the moment before, very sure, "No."

Huang Dan asked again, "What about my brother and sister? And my mother, none of them appeared in the hospital?"

The man said, "Not even."

In other words, except for Liu Quanwu's father and the people in the hospital, only Huang Shan was the only one who was Liu Quanwu.

Huang Dan said, "I will explain to my uncle."

He suddenly remembered something, "Have my aunt left the ward during the day?"

The person on the other end said, "Yes, but Ms. Nie goes out every day, takes medicine and calls the nurse, and goes out to buy food, all of which are the things."

Huang Shan asked, "Did my cousin get sick?"

"No, after Mr. Chen left in the morning, she was still dancing, and in the afternoon, the doctor said she was in good condition."

After the call ended, Huang Shanmo was silent, this was murder.

There are many people coming in and out of the hospital every day, and it is difficult to find suspicious characters.

Liu Quanwu's death was an unexpected result, and it was also expected that just by using the 200,000 yuan in his account, Zhou Weiwei could go crazy, which means that he would definitely be unable to escape death.

But Huang Shan couldn't figure it out at the moment. Liu Quanwu's condition was serious and he was just breathing. It's hard to say whether he could last this year or not. The other party could ignore it. Why did he take the risk of letting him breathe?

Either they are afraid of long nights and dreams, or they are revenge, because of hatred and hatred, they don’t even want to give him a breath.

Huang Dan had all the information about Liu Quanwu in his mind. Now that he is dead, it is difficult for him to clear it up, and it is piled up in a mess.

Nie Wenyuan came out of the bathroom, rolled his sweater sleeves to his forearm, and he was holding a mop in his hand. He wiped all the wet shoe prints left by his nephew on the floor.

Huang Shan looked at the man's tall and generous back, "What happened to Uncle Quanwu."

Nie Wenyuan stopped mopping the floor, put the mop aside, and spoke calmly, "Give your phone a phone to my uncle."

Huang Dan saw that the man was so calm, he was not surprised or chaotic in his actions, and he was calm, so he climbed to the end of the bed and handed the phone to the man, "The hospital must be in chaos now. Uncle, let's go back."

Nie Wenyuan glanced out the window.

Huang Shan looked at the man's sight and saw that it was occupied by a blizzard outside. It was too unsafe to drive. The snow couldn't stop and he could not go back. He leaned back to the head of the bed. The so-called rush to do things was the current situation.

Nie Wenyuan stood at the window to answer the phone. His voice was always calm, and it made people feel that he was very cold and rational.

Huang Dan went to the table and took the tea pot and opened it. He grabbed the Biluochun from it and threw it into the cup. He opened the bottle stopper and poured it into half a cup of hot water. Then a large amount of hot air rushed up, wetting his eyebrows and eyes. He took a deep breath and sat on the leather sofa holding the cup and thinking about things.

Now Huang Dan has revealed all the clues from the beginning of this world to the present, and has begun a series of assumptions.

Assuming that Wang Ming and Chen Xiaorou are in love, and when they are in love, they have made a mark of love on each other, then for Chen Xiaorou's development in the art troupe, their relationship must be kept confidential and cannot be discovered.

After all, Chen Xiaorou's personality is there. She is a proud white swan. She is walking in a pure and flawless life. Her ambition is to jump onto the largest stage in the country, or even jump abroad. The love between children and children will never become a dream that binds her.

Assuming that Zhou Weiwei is not crazy, or that she was crazy before, now, is that she is planning revenge for herself secretly?

It is also possible that Nie Xiuqin accidentally heard something from Zhou Weiwei and learned the truth, and the revenge plan was related to her.

Following the above assumption, Liu Quanwu's death is the first step in revenge. Then, when Zhou Weiwei was qj, he should be said to be a j, he is not the identity of a bystander, otherwise he would not have such great hatred.

If it wasn't a bystander, what would it be? The middleman who killed her? Or maybe... participant?

Even if the above three assumptions are true, how did Chen Fei and Chen Xiaorou get involved? Huang Dan remembers clearly how big the other party’s reaction was when he mentioned it in front of Zhou Weiwei.

What's more, on the day of the art performance, Zhou Weiwei rushed to the stage and scratched Chen Xiaorou's face. She obviously knew what Chen Xiaorou valued the most, and one blow was fatal.

Also, even if Zhou Weiwei or her mother is taking revenge, why not use Nie Wenyuan's status? It would be easy for him to come forward to solve the problem.

Unless it involves a big shot, it is not just a simple act of forced behavior, but also linked to fame, wealth and power behind it, they don’t want to drag Nie Wenyuan in, that’s too dangerous.

Assume that at this point, Huang Dan always felt that he had missed something and things, so he absent-mindedly sent the cup to his mouth.

A mouthful of hot water entered his mouth, and Huang Dan's thoughts suddenly came back. He stood up in a burn, spitting out the hot water in pain, his face turned red, his tongue stretched out outside, and his forehead was sweating coldly.

Nie Wenyuan unilaterally pinched off the call, threw away the phone and walked over, reached out to take the water cup shaking in his nephew's hand, turned his head and pinched his chin, "Open your mouth and let my uncle see."

Huang Dan raised his head back, he opened his mouth wide, his tongue was red, and the small red dots on it bulged, and the situation inside was not much better.

Nie Wenyuan touched the tears from the corner of his nephew's eyes, rubbed the rough fingertips gently for a few times, and he sighed, "Your uncle only made two calls, and you burned yourself."

Huang Dan's mouth was painful and numb, his face was covered with tears, and his tongue was out of control and could not speak.

"Sit on the sofa and don't move, wait for my uncle to come back."

Nie Wenyuan took the cup of boiling water to the snow and buried most of the cup with the snow. He stood there and took it back when the water temperature in the cup dropped. Added the honey and stirred it evenly, and brought it to the tearful nephew, "Take a sip and hold it in your mouth for a while."

Huang Dan did as he bulged his cheeks, his eyes were wet, and tears were on his face.

Nie Wenyuan's back was already straight, but it was bent without realizing it, becoming more and more bent. When he realized it, he was about to kiss his nephew.

Huang Dan continued to contain honey water like nothing happened. His forehead softened and disappeared in an instant. The voice of a man was in his ear, "Be careful when eating these two days, don't eat randomly."

Nie Wenyuan wiped his nephew's face with a veil, "Xiao Yu is the most charming child my uncle has ever seen."

Huang Dan blinked, and a tear slid across his cheek.

Nie Wenyuan wiped the tears away, pushed the hair on his nephew's forehead apart, and rubbed the cinnabar mole on his eyebrows from his thumb. "Uncle actually likes children who can endure hardships, but Xiaoyu is good, so he can continue to maintain it."

Huang Dan had honey water in his mouth and couldn't speak. He swallowed the water and wanted to say that he could endure hardships but was afraid of pain. Although these two sentences were very contradictory, they were valid for him.

After half a cup of honey water, there were still bubbles on the tip of Huang Dan's tongue. Not much, only one. If it were someone else, it wouldn't be so easy to hit his head. He could inhale with pain when touching his teeth.

Nie Wenyuan called and asked someone to send scald ointment and vitamin B tomorrow morning. He spread the quilt on the bed and "Come on and go to bed."

Huang Dan kicked off his slippers and climbed in, moving to the innermost point, leaving a large position.

Nie Wenyuan occupied that position. Instead of turning off the bedside lamp, he leaned against the bedside head, took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from the glasses box and put them on. He read the newspaper with the light, and even held a cigarette in his mouth.

Huang Dan used his feet to move the quilt inside, rubbed his head against the soft pillow, and fell asleep.

Nie Wenyuan turned the newspaper over and continued to look at it, his eyes landed on it, and reached one hand on the quilt to press the corner of the quilt for his nephew.

Huang Dan suddenly felt excited. He put the pillow up and half-supported his body and said, "Uncle, you tell you, I am the only outsider who has been to Uncle Quanwu's ward today."

Nie Wenyuan's eyelids didn't raise, "Yes."

Huang Dan felt cold and retracted into the bed, "What do I need to do to clear myself of suspicion?"

Nie Wenyuan said, "Cover the quilt, close your eyes and go to bed."

Yellow List, “…”

Nie Wenyuan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Uncle never doubted you."

Huang Dan said, "Does my uncle have a partner of suspicion? You can tell me what I want to do, and I will help you analyze it."

Nie Wenyuan said, "Will Xiaoyu analyze it?"

Huang Dan put him in the army, "Why not give me a try?"

Nie Wenyuan closed the newspaper, took off his glasses and put it back into the box. He turned sideways and saw a light in his nephew's eyes. He was a clever little guy, introverted and mature, which did not exist before.

Seeing that the man was not moving, Huang Dan moved closer and put his hands and feet on, with a smile in his tone, "How is it? Do you want to try it? Hum?"

Nie Wenyuan said nothing.

Huang Dan was so arrogant that he hugged the man's waist with his hands, "Uncle."

Nie Wenyuan suddenly turned off the bedside lamp, and darkness hit him, blocking his expression, his voice as smooth as usual, "Sleep."

Knowing that the man would not cooperate, Huang Dan was still a little regretful. He maintained a dependent posture and said, "Good night, uncle."

Nie Wenyuan, “Yes.”
To be continued...