"Can't you find anything else from the man who turned himself in?" Ji Ziming's coldness gradually appeared in his eyes, and the coldness in his tone surprised the people on the other side of the microphone.

"President, this man has no criminal record, not even a record of drunk driving."

"Keep checking, I don't believe I can't find it out!"

"Yes, president!"

Jiziming hangs up the phone and looks out the window. The cool air reminds him that autumn has come slowly. The century old Wutong tree in the center of the hospital was lush two months ago, and it has begun to turn a little yellow at this time.

"Dad, mom is calling you." Who is pulling the pants? Ji Ziming lowers his head and looks up at Ji Ziming slowly. "Dad, go, mom is calling you."

"OK." Ji Ziming reached out his big white hand and led ran ran into the ward.

"Did you find out?" Pei Ge, lying on the bed, looked at Ji Ziming as cold as ice and asked.

"Not yet. Someone turned himself in to the public security bureau this morning, but I doubt that person is definitely not the real murderer."

"So it's definitely not as simple as we see."

"Yes, it's just about the last murderer. I need some time."

"Zi Ming, I don't have any big problems. Let's go home tomorrow." Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming and found that the blood in his eyes was red. He was really distressed and continued, "I can go home and have a rest."

"No, you're in the hospital. Listen to me." Ji Ziming flatly refused. He knew that if Peige was not in his sight, something else might happen, and now in the hospital, only a few people knew about her hospitalization. For her, the hospital is the best and safest place.

"But I'm bored in the hospital." Peige touched Ranran, who was lying beside her, pretended to be unhappy and said, "I never liked hospitals."

"Well, I'll take you abroad." Ji Ziming thought for a moment.

"No, it's not easy for me to return home. You have to send me abroad. I won't go."

"I don't want my mother to go abroad either." Slowly blinking his big eyes, he looked at Ji Ziming wrongfully.

"Then you stay in the hospital. When I find out what happened, I'll take you home, okay?" Ji Ziming retreated from the coldness in his eyes and looked at the petite person on the bed with rare warmth.

"OK. But you don't have to stay here with me all day. I still have an'anran. Go and get busy with your work. Don't worry. This ward is so safe that even the doctors and nurses who come in have to search their bodies and identify their fingerprints. No one will come here to harm me."

"It's good to take more safety measures." Ji Ziming glanced away, but his eyes stayed on Peige. "You have a good rest. I'm out. Call me if you have something."

"OK." Looking at Ji Ziming leaving the ward, Pei Ge felt an unspeakable feeling. She didn't know what it was. She only knew that it was good to follow Ji Ziming now. She was happy when she was in pain.

"Mom, I saw my father cry yesterday." Ran Ran waited until Ji Ziming left and whispered in Peige's ear.

"Really?" Peggy's heart was filled with joy.

"Really, I saw it with my brother. If you don't believe it, ask brother." Ran Ran nodded with certainty, and the firmness in his eyes was very sincere.

"Really, mom, I think Dad is the one who hurts the most." Ann nodded and agreed with Ran Ran Ran.

"Did dad say anything?" Peige's eyelashes, like butterfly wings, are light and shining. His face is not pale when he was just sent to the hospital. Now he has a slight blush. I don't know whether he is excited to hear the big news or his face is slightly red.

"I heard Dad Say I'm sorry." Ran Ran tilted his head and thought for a while before saying.

"OK, I see." Pei Ge nodded and held two cute treasures from left to right, but she was thinking about the embarrassment of meeting Ji Ziming for the first time. Life has always been a lot of accidents. Her meeting Ji Ziming was the best accident of her life.

Out of the ward, the Dean just came over. Seeing Ji Ziming, he quickly nodded and bowed and smiled: "president, I'm here to tell you something."

"What's up?" Ji Ziming's deep eyes narrowed slightly.

"I received a call from Miss Qu jingwan this morning. She asked me to report your whereabouts in this city at any time."

"Her hand is long enough."

"I refused, and then she said she wanted to operate on our hospital. President, you said..."

"What's the last name of this hospital? Do you remember?"

"I know, I know, I know, this is Ji's hospital. If you hadn't taken me in, I wouldn't be here now..."

"Well, well, just know. If she asks you to order anything in the future, you can tell me. I'll deal with it, and you can do your yard with your heart."

"Yes, President, I see." The yard stooped like Ji Ziming to express his gratitude.

"If you have nothing else to do, go. I have something to deal with."

"OK, President, I'll go now." The Dean turned and left the door of the ward. Two bodyguards at the end of the corridor saw the Dean come out and quickly let him go. Ji Ziming's handsome facial features, like a carved outline, were printed on the transparent glass door.

When the mobile phone rings, Ji Ziming takes over.

"President, I found a new clue."

"Say." Ji Ziming's deep, inky eyes narrowed, looked at himself on the glass door, pulled his tie, and the radian on the corner of his lips raised slightly, "I want to see who this person dares to put his hand under my Ji Ziming's eyelids."

"The person who turned himself in had a bank card. Last month, he got $7 million, but within an hour, the $7 million was transferred to another account. The owner of that account and the person who turned himself in were husband and wife. They had a daughter with heart disease, so I estimate that the $7 million was used for heart surgery."

"Heart disease?" Ji Ziming's cold eyes suddenly rose.

"Yes, I also checked his daughter's hospital records. It's in our hospital."

"In my hospital?"

"Yes, president. Now let me check the records of his daughter in our hospital."

"OK, report to me at any time."

"Yes, president."

Ji Ziming hung up the phone. The information in his head was urgently put together. He looked at the direction of Peige's room. His daughter ran ran was talking to Peige inside. There was a happy laughter, like a lark. It was really beautiful.

He had a feeling that the truth had trapped him in the fog. He had become a deer lost in the fog and couldn't find his way home.