Two policemen walked to Liang Sui's bedside. One of them pulled a chair and sat down, holding a notebook and pen in one hand, and took out a recorder in the other hand and placed it on his legs. The other policeman stood on one side, responsible for questioning.

"Can you start?" the policeman asked.

Ning Suyi sat up with Liang Sui and leaned against the pillow.

Liang Sui was a little flattered, slowed down and said, "Yes."

"The time of the accident and the situation at the scene will be described first based on what you see." The policeman standing said, his tone very gentle, telling her not to be nervous and remember to say as much as he wants.

The scene of the car accident can be seen through the monitoring of the road section. The record of the witness is to understand more detailed situations and facilitate further judging the cause of the accident.

The investigation results are not yet clear. At present, we can only show based on the surveillance video. It is initially concluded that the truck driver was driving tiredly.

Perhaps after in-depth investigation, there may not be any other hidden information.

Liang Sui is a general assistant, and her psychological quality is better than that of ordinary people. After recalling it a little, she said slowly: "Around 8 o'clock in the evening, we drove to Baichang Expressway. A truck came from the opposite side. When we approached, somehow the driver crossed the guardrail in the middle of the two-way lane and entered the lane where we were. The speed was too fast at that time. Uncle Xu... After Xu Yongzhen reacted, he turned the steering wheel to the right. Before we could do it, our car was hit. The truck finally drove over the body, and our car rushed out of the guardrail on the side of the road and fell to the slope."

After a pause, Liang Sui expressed his guess: "The driver may be drunk driving, or something else? I don't know. It is impossible to cross the guardrail in the middle when driving normally."

The guardrail in the middle of the two-way lane of Baichang Expressway is ten centimeters high, and a one-foot-wide green turf is planted in the middle. Even if a normal person makes mistakes in driving, that kind of situation will not happen.

The policeman who asked the question nodded and continued to ask: "What color is the truck? Do you see the driver clearly?"

"The driver is about forty years old, wearing a dark brown jacket and a beard on his face. I can't remember the rest."

After all, Liang Sui was sitting in the back seat, separated by a row of seats in front. The situation was too dangerous at that time. She had no intention of observing what the driver looked like, and only glanced at it quickly.

"If you showed you the photos, can you recognize them?" the policeman asked.

Liang Sui hesitated for two seconds and said, "It should be possible."

The policeman standing looked at his colleague. The colleague put the recorder at the head of the bed, took out a photo from the pocket of the police uniform and handed it to Liang Sui.

Liang Sui took it and looked at it a few times: "It's him."

"I'm sure I'm not admitting my mistake?"

"Won't."

After a quick glance, the driver's appearance left a vague shadow in his mind. If she simply described it in words, it would always be difficult, but when she saw the photo, she would feel that her face was extremely familiar.

The two policemen looked at each other and confirmed the information, which was consistent with what they saw in the surveillance.

The driver of the accident was also sent to the hospital, and his head was hit. The person is still in a coma and will wake up at any time. After they asked Liang Sui, they still had to go to the driver of the accident to check the situation and take time to take the transcript.

The police asked Liang Sui several basic questions, name, date of birth, address, phone number and other information so that he would return the visit if there were any subsequent questions.

Liang Sui said at the end, her throat became dry and she coughed twice.

Ning Suyi got up and poured her a cup of hot water and placed it on the bedside table.

The police officer in charge of the recording stood up, turned off the recorder, and said politely: "We have finished asking here, thank you for your cooperation and recuperation."

Jing Chi sent two policemen out. Before he could speak, an elderly old policeman came over from the corner of the corridor. His voice was thick and majestic: "How is the transcript done?"

"I still have to leave the transcript of the driver Wang Ji, as well as some unimportant injuries."

Jing Chi looked at the old policeman. The other party noticed his gaze and looked at him, showing a question: "This one is..."

"Are you the person in charge of this car accident? I have two words to tell you." Jing Chi didn't sleep all night, exhausted, but at this moment, there was an extremely bright light in his dark eyes.

"Hello, I am the person in charge, my name is Zhou Minhan, please tell me if you have anything to do." The old policeman's tone of a sing sounded in the corridor.

Jing Chi's Adam's apple rolled away and said clearly: "I suspect this is a murder."

His words shocked the three policemen present, and a short period of silence appeared in a small area at the entrance of the ward.

Zhou Minhan's face changed, and he glanced around and said in a voice: "Who are you? Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course, this is just my guess..."

Zhou Minhan raised a palm to interrupt him, signaling him not to say it for the time being, and made a gesture, took him through the corridor, walked out of the chaotic emergency hall, and went to a hidden corner, frowned and asked him, "Why did you say this?"

Jing Chi didn't know where to start, but thought about it and first revealed his identity: "The owner of the Porsche that the traffic police brigade salvaged was my girlfriend Ning Suyi."

"So?" Zhou Minhan was puzzled.

"I don't know if something happened before is related to the current car accident. Maybe you can follow the clues to investigate. If the two are not in contact, then I'm sorry if I'm worried and cause trouble for you."

"Don't say such things first. It's our responsibility to serve the people." Zhou Minhan saw that he was sincere, not like a lie, and his tone was much softer. "You talk about what the 'one that happened before' was what you said."

Jing Chi said: "My girlfriend Ning Suyi's car had also suffered a major impact before. In the city center, Zhongyuan Road, you should be able to find the car accident record. At that time, she lent the car to a friend for use. The friend had a car accident and had a broken leg and was unable to walk normally yet."

"What else?"

"I was in the hospital at that time, and a policeman came to find out the situation. He was talking about the car accident caused by Zhou Luguo's son Zhou Linyuan driving without a license and improper operation." Jing Chi frowned, "Combined with the current situation, I don't think it's that simple."

The two young policemen looked at each other, and based on what he said alone, it seemed that they could not connect the two car accidents.

Jing Chi knew that there was no evidence, and it was difficult to convince people with one-sided words. He added: "This is the second time. Originally, my girlfriend planned to return to Ningcheng from Jiangcheng last night. I went to find her, but she didn't get into that car."

Speaking of this, Zhou Minhan can understand it.

According to him, Ning Suyi should have been sitting in the Porsche where the accident happened. Now the reason why he was safe and sound was because he accidentally stopped Ning Suyi, which saved her from a disaster.

In other words, if this is really a murder case, the person targeted is Ning Suyi.

Jing Chi never explained so much to anyone. After saying that, this remote corner was quiet for a long time. He looked at the faces of the three policemen: "Can you understand what I said?"

Zhou Minhan: "I understand."

The other two policemen seemed to understand and nodded.

Jing Chi asked them to check it out, maybe they could find something, and finally left Zhou Minhan with his phone number. If there is any situation, he could contact him.

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Jing Chi returned to the ward and forced Ning Suyi to go to bed. If she survived with such a high intensity, her body would collapse first if others were fine.

Ning Suyi lay in the familiar bedroom and fell asleep for nearly twelve hours. When she woke up, the sky outside was dark and the room was lit with lights. The curtains were not tightly pulled, and the light outside could be seen through a gap wide by a palm.

Ning Suyi was dazed with her eyes open, and a trance feeling that she didn't know what it was tonight swept across her body.

The next moment, the trance was replaced by the real feeling of hunger.

She didn't eat last night, and she didn't eat this morning. She slept for a whole day and was sleeping until the night.

At this moment, I didn't have the energy to get up, I was dizzy and my whole body was soft. Ning Suyi closed her eyes again, covered her forehead with her hands, it seemed a little hot, and she touched her again, and it didn't seem like she was having a fever, it should be because she had been sleeping for a long time.

Just as he was thinking, the door was pushed open, Jing Chi's eyes fixed on her and asked softly: "Are you awake?"

Ning Suyi took away the hand that was on her forehead, turned her head to look at the person who was approaching her, pulled her lips slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "Well. How is Uncle Xu?"

"Just about to tell you, Mrs. Xu called and I answered for you. Uncle Xu is out of danger of life and transferred to the ordinary ward. You can rest assured." Jing Chi sat next to the bed, remembering her actions just now, put his palm on her forehead and frowned, "Do you have a little low fever?"

Ning Suyi heard that Uncle Xu was fine, and she suddenly felt refreshed. She breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on her face became a little deeper.

"I'm still laughing." Jing Chi said angrily.

Ning Suyi poked her arms out of the quilt, blinked, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I don't have the strength, hug me."

Jing Chi was stunned.

Before the person could react, the bones were half crisped first.

He rarely heard Ning Suyi speak in such an obvious coquettish tone, and he was simply powerless - of course, he had no resistance to her either.

Jing Chi laughed and bent down to pick her up from the bed: "Are you hungry?"

"Um."

"There are minced meat and pineapple porridge in the kitchen, and the fried dumplings you like to eat."

"Um."

Jing Chi almost couldn't help saying "Why are you so well-behaved?" Then he thought that the man was frightened and worked hard all night. After falling asleep, he had a low fever again. Various factors were intertwined and naturally soft and obedient.

Jing Chi carried her downstairs, put her on a chair next to the dining table, turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Before the porridge was brought out, Ning Suyi smelled the fragrance of matsutake and became even hungry.

Soon, Jing Chi walked slowly from the kitchen.

The porridge was placed in a double-eared casserole and was not served alone. It was placed directly in front of Ning Suyi. She put a wet rag underneath and gave her a spoon: "Be careful of being hot. Eating porridge is easier to digest. You are hungry for too long and should not eat anything else for the time being."

Ning Suyi nodded obediently, took the spoon and scooped a spoonful and put it into her mouth. She didn't put much seasoning, but only gave pepper, salt, a little light soy sauce, and a few drops of sesame oil. The rest were the taste of the ingredients themselves.

It is fragrant and glutinous, very warms the stomach.

Ning Suyi solved a small pot of porridge, ate a few fried dumplings, and finally filled her clamoring stomach.

Jing Chi made a noodles with scallion oil and served with a spoonful of crispy diced radish. It was refreshing and not greasy. She sat at the dining table and finished eating.

After half an hour, Jing Chi took her body temperature and it turned out to be a little low in fever. So she poured a cup of warm water, asked her to take a fever-reducing medicine, and then carried her back to the room upstairs.

Jing Chi put Ning Suyi on the bed, her hand wrapped around his neck, her face a little complicated.

"Don't feel sick? I just said you don't eat so much. Not only did you eat all the porridge, but you also ate a lot of dumplings." Jing Chi put his palm on her abdomen.

"No, I'm not feeling uncomfortable." Ning Suyi covered his hand with one hand on the back of his hand, and for a long time, he said with difficulty, "I'm afraid I'm thinking too much. Do you really think this car accident was an accident?"

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Chapter completed!