Ch20 - Hello Uncle (20) —Is Mr. He Sick or Not?

Su An took the smell of smoke from He Xiran’s body and escaped by taking a small path.

While escaping he tore off the skirt and wig on his body, and he was wearing shorts and short sleeves under the skirt. When He Xiran just put his hand under the skirt, he was so frightened that Su An thought he would find out. Fortunately, everything went well. Su An lumped these two things together and shoved them into the trashcan on the side of the road. 

After arranging his hair, he said to the trash can with a smile: “Uncle He, take your things and roll it in the trash, bye bye.”

The beautiful life of self-cultivation is just around the corner, and Su An is in a good mood.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Cheng Suqing to stay safe, then took out a calling card and pulled it away. Finally, he looked back at the park, and Su An turned to leave.

His footsteps were easy, and his figure was gone in a blink of an eye. 

…

The sun is setting in the west.

The dusky sunlight hit He Xiran, who had been waiting for a whole day at the place where he was sketching. The portrait on the top of the drawing board is mostly finished, the face is lightly toned and not yet refined for a second time.

This painting has not been touched since Su An left.

There was a sound of grass moving from the flowers at his feet. He Xiran’s picture frame was full of soot, and the empty ashtray was thrown aside. He Xiran closed his eyes, and extinguished the last cigarette, then threw it aside, and slowly opened his eyes.

This place is very remote, very quiet, and there is no sound of footsteps coming.

Cheng Su’an.

He Xiran lowered his eyelids and rubbed the eagle ring on his finger. The ups and downs of his mood gradually became larger, and finally formed a black cloud that covered the sky and the sun. 

He ran away.

…

Su An slipped all the way, and after finding the hotel, he first set a time with the hospital to get the test report. Before, because of playing with He Xiran, he had to delay the report for several days, and Su An almost urgently needed to get out of the bed sheet, he was exhausted.

After taking a comfortable bath, he wrapped himself in the blanket to order take out. Su An couldn’t help feeling grateful to He Xiran again. 

Thanks to He Xiran’s generosity and wealth, he has time to squander indiscriminately, wuwuwu, he is really a good uncle.

Looking at a long series of numbers in his bank card, Su An was delighted. Although he said goodbye to his uncle, he still likes He Xiran. After all, he is rich and handsome, and there is nothing wrong with them other than him being a little bit fierce in bed.

Oh, and too much ego.

It’s okay, he is rich, so having an too much ego is just a small problem. Su An’s soul will be corrupted by money. He hugged his mobile phone and kissed it several times. With a wave of his hand, he ordered all that he wanted to eat before but had no money to buy. 

After enjoying such a beautiful day, Su An was in full blood the next day, then he went to the hospital to get the test report.

The doctor explained to him in detail, “The test results show that there is no problem with the drug.”

Although Su An was already prepared, he was still disappointed, “Is it a tranquilizer?”

“It’s a tranquilizer.” The doctor nodded affirmatively and took out another drug identification. “Look, it’s no different from the raw material. It’s the latest developed tranquilizer, and its contents are all within the standard range.” 

“The latest development?” Su An asked keenly, “How new is it?”

The doctor was stunned and thought for a moment, “It was introduced into the country three months ago. This batch of medicines is actually no different from the last batch of medicines, but the content of the ingredients is different, and the effects are the same. After the drug update, the market should be selling the latest version of the drug.”

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Su An found nothing, he sighed softly, “Thank you doctor.”

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But after a few seconds of mourning, he regained his spirit and sat down on a side seat to study the report carefully.

Su An is an unbeatable cockroach. The four words “giving up” have never been in his vocabulary. As long as he can survive, Su An’s optimism can make people’s mouths twitch. 

However, after carefully reading the report several times, he didn’t see anything. It seemed that the road was completely blocked. Su An put away the report and was about to get up and leave when he suddenly stopped.

The shadows of trees swirled in the outdoor corridor, and the sound of rustling wind swept in. Su An froze in place for a while and suddenly pulled out the medicine bottle in the backpack. Then he found the number of tables in the bottle of medication with difficulty among the English letters.

1 capsule, 2 capsules…25 capsules, Su An’s eyes lit up. Then he turned around and ran to the laboratory, all the way to the doctor just now.

The doctor looked at him in surprise. 

Su An was panting, and sweat was dripping from his temples, “Doctor, I gave you 4 pills, right?”

The doctor was stunned and nodded, “Yes, 4 capsules.”

There are a total of 29 pills in the medicine bottle.

Su An leaned unmoving on the wall to dissipate the heat, then took out the medicine bottle. 

—— It says 28 capsules in a bottle.

Shen Zhangxiu changed the medicine.

…

If it was not a manufacturer error, Su An guessed that Shen Zhangshu had changed the medicine. 

There is no problem with the medicine in it, it is a tranquilizer, but there is an extra one for no reason. Could it be because these medicine bottles were not originally filled with tranquilizers, but they were just replaced after the He Feiyu incident?

Su An walked slowly by the side of the road, thinking aimlessly with the crowd.

The old nurse once said that they should not bring up the topic of mental illness in front of He Feiyu, because it would stimulate He Feiyu’s sensitive nerves. He also said that He Feiyu is not like a patient, because she has never been sick in front of nurses and has been actively cooperating with treatment.

He Xiran said that He Feiyu was the product of his mother’s derailment. He Feiyu should be healthy. She did not inherit her father’s family genetic disease, and she was not a mentally ill patient at all. 

But why did He Feiyu have evidence of mental illness when she died? Su An’s thoughts gradually became clear.

Perhaps He Feiyu was indeed ill, and her condition required taking medication on time, but it was not a mental illness. She is sane, gentle, and even gets along well with the young caregivers.

Shen Zhangxiu knew that she did not suffer from mental illness, so he did not allow others to mention this matter in front of He Feiyu, so as not to let He Feiyu know his plans. After that, Shen Zhangxiu changed the medicine He Feiyu took on time. This may be a medicine that can make He Feiyu mentally disordered. After He Feiyu fell off the balcony,her mental state proved that she died in an accident.

Shen Zhangxiu got the desired result. He replaced the medicine. He replaced the medicine, and made the tranquilizer proof that He Feiyu was a mentally ill patient. 

This is smooth, Su An returned to his senses. He turned around and walked backwards, but he bumped into a person.

“Young master,” The other party said, “Do you still remember me?”

Su An was startled and looked up. The person he bumped into looked familiar, he seems to be the newly hired assistant beside Shen Zhangxiu.

The new assistant politely said: “Young master, Mr. is in the car. We met you on the road by chance, why don’t you get in the car and give you a ride?” 

Did Shen Zhangxiu follow him all the way?

Did he see him coming out of the hospital?

The chill rose, Su An’s face remained calm. He touched his mobile phone in his pocket, and got into the car shyly.

He slipped into the car lightly, then smiled into the darkness, and called softly, “Brother-in-law.” 

“An-An,” Shen Zhangxiu’s voice came, “Where are you going? Brother-in-law will take you there.”

He’s still as gentle as ever, he couldn’t see any difference.

Su An, however, was cautious, and he had a sweet smile on his face, “I was just about to find a restaurant to eat at.”

“What a coincidence,” Shen Zhangxiu answered, “I happened to be going to the restaurant as well, let’s go together?” 

Shen Zhangxiu was now a murderer in Su An’s eyes. It was extremely thrilling to ride with the murderer. Su An laughed and said, “Good.”

All the way to the restaurant, when sitting in the bright private room, Su An felt alive. Shen Zhangxiu looked at him carefully and said with a sigh, “An-An has changed a lot.”

It seems that the buds are mature, revealing a flavor of human affairs.

But then he thought that he was just thinking too much, how could He Xiran touch Su An. 

Su An smiled embarrassedly, “Is brother-in-law busy recently?”

“Fortunately,” Shen Zhangxiu took off his jacket and put it aside, then the assistant went out to order, and there were only two people left in the private room, “Why did An-An go to the hospital?”

Su An lowered his eyes, “Sister is sick, I want to consult a few more doctors for her.”

Shen Zhangxiu suddenly realized, but instead of focusing on this topic, he changed to another one, “How is An-An doing with Mr, He?” 

Su An whispered,  “Mr. He is very courteous to people,” He grabbed me and fvcked me everyday, “He’s very polite to people,” He is possessive to heavens, “He is very calm and composed person.

He’s just been a little weird lately.

Like the calm before the storm, the turbulent waves were all hidden under the surface, making Su An feel a little danger.

Shen Zhangxiu smiled slightly sarcastically: “Mr. He’s self-control is still so strong, and he is worse than his sister. Feiyu would say it when she felt uncomfortable, and never held herself back. This is good for your body and emotions. Mr. He has endured it until now, I’m afraid that even the strands of his hair are enduring his hidden madness.” 

Su An was silent for a while, “Brother-in-law, Mr. He is not sick.”

The air conditioner in the room was blowing cold air diligently, and the sound outside was completely blocked. The smile on Shen Zhangxiu’s face turned a little cold, “An-An doesn’t believe me?”

“Brother-in-law,” Su An looked at him with moist eyes, “I really can’t believe that, Mr. He really doesn’t look like he’s sick.”

His words obviously made the man a little unhappy, “Oh? He Xiran tell you that he is not sick?” 

Su An nodded honestly.

Shen Zhangxiu snorted suddenly.

Su An smiled softly, and asked gently, “Why must brother-in-law say that Mr. He is sick?”

Shen Zhangshu rubbed his brow, distressed, “An-An, I once told you that my ex-wife He Feiyu suffers from a family genetic disease. Mr. He is a member of their family, and naturally he is no exception.” 

Su An showed an embarrassed expression, and his eyes trembled, then he said intermittently, “But Mr. He said…that his sister is not mentally ill.”

Shen Zhangxiu’s face became completely ugly.

Su An was relieved for a while, and looked at Shen Zhangxiu aggrievedly, “Brother-in-law, you and Mr. He have completely different opinions. I don’t know who to listen to.”

Shen Zhangxiu stood up and said coldly, “I’ll take you to see if it’s true or not.” 

…

Su An was brought back by Shen Zhangxiu to the Shen house’s family study.

This is Su An’s second time here. His phone recording in his pocket is still working diligently, and the alarm call will be dialed out with just one touch. Su An was courageous enough to explore the tiger’s mouth, and came to Shen Zhangxiu’s territory.

Su An watched his movements and felt a sudden shock, Shen Zhangxiu did not look like he was making things up. 

The video quickly drags backwards and the background in the video is an empty sealed room with only four walls.

“This is Feiyu’s music room,” Shen Zhangxiu’s voice sounded, blue light reflected on his face, gloomy and dark, “An-An, come here.”

He pulled Su An to the front and let Su An face the computer screen.

A person suddenly walks into the room in the video. Long curly hair, and her beautiful face has a gentle sadness, it is He Feiyu. But He Feiyu’s expression was very strange. The moment she closed the door, the smile on her face disappeared instantly and became expressionless.  Her dark eyes looked straight at the opposite side, and she lost her vitality like a doll. 

Su An held his breath.

In the next instant, he looked at the screen with a look of genuine bewilderment on his face.

He Feiyu suddenly went mad, hideous, roaring, crying and collapsing. She grabbed her slender, curly black hair, it is like a twisted and chaotic string of neuroses on the white tiles.

Across the screen, you can feel that unusual madness. 

Not pretending, not drug-induced psychosis, but true, literal madness.

Then someone grabbed his shoulders and said gently, “An-An, I told you that He Feiyu suffers from mental illness.”

Su An looked back blankly.

With distress in Shen Zhangxiu’s eyes, he gently ruffled Su An’s hair in his temples, and lowered his body to coax, “Do you know why He Xiran has evidence of me in his hands but hesitates to deal with me?” 

Su An seemed to be frightened, and his expression was pitiful and adorable, “Why?”

“Because he has no key evidence,” Shen Zhangxiu said in a low voice, “He Feiyu was originally mentally ill, and He Xiran is also mentally ill. He has no way to prove that He Feiyu did not die from an accident due to a seizure.”

He stifled a few laughs, “Little fool, even if He Xiran said that the murderer was me, who can believe what a mentally ill person said.”

The child was dumbfounded, and his cat eyes were clean and penetrating, reflecting Shen Zhangxiu’s shadow. 

Shen Zhangxiu smiled until the fine lines at the corners of his eyes deepened. He leaned on the computer table leisurely, and wrapped Su An in front of him in his arms. He lowered his eyes and sniffed Su An’s fragrance, and said lazily, “Baby, you can’t find out anything by sending the medicine to the lab.”

His eyes darkened and his smile deepened, “Because those medicines won’t cause any problems.”