Fang Lerong came up to the bloodstain and smelled it. Although the bloodstain had dried up, there was a smell of blood.

It's blood.

Fang Lerong recalled carefully.

This dress seems to be worn by Fu Jing'an when they went to the hot spring.

That's strange.

At that time, they didn't do anything dangerous and didn't see Jing'an get hurt.

Where did the blood come from?

Fang Lerong couldn't figure it out, so she had to put her clothes aside and planned to wash them with professional blood removers later.

And other clothes, put in the automatic washing machine.

Fang Lerong came out and saw Fu Jingan's father. He said with a smile, "uncle, you're up. Are you hungry? Let me make you hand rolled noodles. "

"I'm really troubling you, Rong."

Fu Fu is a little embarrassed.

He can see that Fang Lerong is interested in his son. He has been busy for the sake of his family. He doesn't know how much to worry about.

But with Jing'an's temper, I'm afraid I won't marry Fang Lerong in my life.

Oh, what a pity for a good girl.

Fu Fu turned on the TV.

Fang Lerong turned to the kitchen and quickly made bowl noodles.

After reading the news for a while, Fu Fu got up and went to the balcony to water the flowers.

When passing by the bathroom, I saw a piece of clothes fall on the washing machine. My feet faltered and I yelled to the kitchen: "ah Rong, how can I have a piece of clothes here? I didn't wash it with the others."

"Uncle, that dress is stained with blood. When I find a professional detergent, I'll wash it alone. "

Fang Lerong raised his voice to answer.

Fu Fu twisted his brows, opened his clothes, saw the blood on them, and his heart sank.

He lives in the same house as his son.

In the past two days, I haven't seen where Jing'an was injured.

I never touch poultry in the kitchen.

How can there be blood?

Is it someone else's blood?

Thinking of the news reported on TV news, and his son's murderous look when he mentioned Qiao Zheng and Qinghuan recently, he felt uneasy.

Fu Fu stood in front of the washing machine and hesitated for a long time. He took a pair of scissors and cut off the bloody piece.

"Uncle, the noodles are ready."

Fang Lerong greets him.

"Well, I'm coming."

Fu Fu put the rags in his pocket and turned to walk outside.

Snore, snore, after a few stutters.

Fu Fu put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "I'll go out."

"Good."

Fang Lerong nodded.

Fu Fu left home quickly.

Fang Lerong found a special detergent and wanted to clean the clothes. He picked up the clothes and saw a big hole in them.

The place that had been stained with blood was cut off with scissors.

Who did this!

Fang Lerong thought about it for a few seconds, then he thought it was Fu Fu.

After all, there are only two of them in the family.

It can't be the thief coming in, or she just sleepwalking?

Why does uncle want to cut off this piece of Jing'an clothes.

Fang Lerong was puzzled.

……

Fu Jing'an lingered at the door of the hospital, but never dared to go in to see Niu Niu. He is very worried about her, but also knows that once he shows up, he will arouse the suspicion of Mu's family.

So I had to wait outside in silence.

All day.

Fu Jingan came home with dry mouth and tired body.

Can just enter the door, then see father's face gloomy say: "you come back?"

Fu Jing'an said, "what's the matter? Is Fang Lerong making you angry? "

"It's not her, it's you!"

Fu Fu patted the table angrily.

Fu Jing'an frowned.

Fang Lerong poked out her head and asked, "what's the matter?"

"It's none of your business!" Fu Fu roared and said to Fu Jing'an, "go out and talk with me!"

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