In a cold sweat.

The cold wind outside blew again, and the whole person was excited.

"What are you doing standing here?" at this time, Luo an came over.

Zhang Yuran was about to say something.

But it suddenly occurred to him that Sheng Xi had begun to doubt himself now.

Maybe someone has been arranged to watch his every move.

"Nothing, the phone call from home." Zhang Yuran said.

At home?

Luo an glanced at Zhang Yuran and understood it.

"Well, she quite understands." Zhang Yuran replied.

"Ask the driver to drive over. I'm a little tired. I won't practice today." Luo an said faintly.

Zhang Yuran answered, and then Luo anxiously went back to the lounge.

A moment later, the nanny car drove over, picked up Luo Anxin and Zhang Yuran and left.

After they left.

"There's nothing suspicious after the call."

The voice of the man beside Sheng Xi came over the phone: "keep an eye on it."

"Yes!"

In the nanny car.

"I think it's strange." Zhang Yuran frowned. "According to my understanding of Sheng Xi, he shouldn't take the initiative to let me investigate whether you know or doubt Mrs. Lin Qingcheng's death so soon."

Luo an thought, "what are you talking about before talking about this?"

"Zhou Yan," answered Zhang Yuran.

"Did you tell him the origin of Zhou Yan?" Luo anxiously asked.

Luan's heart didn't change.

Zhang Yuran continued: "Qiu Zhiying is so dead. Sheng Xi must have checked Zhou Yan more or less. Zhou Yan's identity preservation density is very high, but Sheng Xi should be able to find out that he was a killer. I didn't hide this. I told him directly that Zhou Yan is indeed a killer and a killer under Muzi Li."

Zhang Yuran thought for a moment, nodded and gave a positive answer: "that's right!"

"If you think about it again, has his tone of voice changed before and after?"

"It's true that you said that, especially after knowing that Zhou Yan was under Muzi Li's hand, he was silent for a moment." Zhang Yuran replied.

The blood color on luo'an's heart and face faded rapidly.

Zhang Yuran looked at her and wondered, "what did you think of?"

"With your understanding of Qiu Zhiying, under what circumstances will she kill Muzi plum?" Luo Anxin asked after a moment of silence.

"Qiu Zhiying is hard to guess..." Zhang Yuran shook his head. "Probably offending her? Making her unhappy?"

"Peace of mind, do you want to say... That Qiu Zhiying killed Muzi Li means Sheng Xi?" Zhang Yuran asked.

Luo an nodded in her heart, "nine times out of ten it's his meaning."

"But Muzi Li is just skeptical? Are you going to kill him?" Zhang Yuran frowned. "Aren't you also very dangerous now?"

Luo an's heart was silent.

If he really wants to poison himself, really don't be too simple.

"Now, whether it's Yanchen's situation or my father's situation, it's not the time for us to have a head-on meeting with Sheng Xi, not to mention the unknown Lin qingorange and your mother on his hand." Luo Anxin clenched his hands.

Sure enough, walking along this road, we really came close to a dead end.

Zhang Yuran's face is not very good.

"He doesn't doubt me so much now. I... let me try to dispel his doubt?"

"No." luo'an shook her head. "Your purpose is too obvious. On the contrary, you will expose yourself."

"What should I do?"

This road has become a dead end.

It's just not the right time.

But Sheng Xi was staring at them in the dark like a poisonous snake spitting snake letters and showing its poisonous teeth to bite people at any time.

Sheng Xi was the biggest factor disturbing her.

Six months later, her stomach couldn't hide.

The risk will be much higher, so she must find a way to live before the child can't hide.

At this time.

She thought of what Zhou Yan told her before he died.

When the road is blocked, go back and walk again.

What the hell does that mean?

How can we get back to the origin?

Luo Anxin hasn't gone home recently.

After leaving the practice room, he went directly to the sanatorium where Huo Yanchen was.

She didn't go to his ward either.

But rest in the lounge not far from the ward.

Qi Yan's operation continues.

Luo an's heart keeps in touch with that side all the time.

Sika tells her every ten minutes.

After about 8 hours of surgery, the good news came from Sika that the operation was successfully completed.

Luo Anxin and Xi cartoon had a video phone, looked at Qi Yan in a coma through the video, and talked carefully with the chief surgeon.

Then I let go.

It was already eleven o'clock at night.

Luo an temporarily put down a big stone in her heart. She stretched and ate the nutritional supplements Dr. Chen asked her to eat in order.

Huo Yanchen doesn't know how long he hasn't seen Luo an's heart.

According to the normal person's time, it is less than half a month.

But in Huo Yanchen's chaotic consciousness, time was stretched infinitely long.

He misses his beloved very much. She appears in dreams and hallucinations, but he doesn't dare to approach.

Therefore, in Huo Yanchen's cognition, he has not seen peace of mind for a long time.

His mental state has obviously improved a lot these days.

Nightmares and hallucinations disappeared.

But I miss this thing

You can't stop it.

My heart is mixed.

Late at night.

Then, Huo Yanchen saw that he was curled up on the small bed and the quilt was not covered properly.

The warm and dim yellow weak light put it on her slap big face. She didn't dream of anything good in her dream. Her whole face was wrinkled together, and her hand on the side of her cheek was also holding her fist tightly.

Although Huo Yanchen could not see the illusion.

But the feelings of self blame and self disgust have not been reversed.

He instinctively thought.

Peace of mind so unhappy, everything is because of yourself.

Huo Yanchen hesitated again and again, but he closed the door and didn't go in.

Just when he left, he said to the maid who took care of Luo an, "cover her up."

The maid bowed respectfully.

Luoan's heart didn't sleep deeply.

Hearing the news, he woke up instantly, then grabbed the maid's wrist and blurted out: "Yanchen!"

The maid looked at Luo an's heart in embarrassment.