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When Gu Tianye arrived at the hospital, it was already eleven in the morning.
He felt somewhat dazed during the drive.
Although he was a doctor and had witnessed countless separations between life and death, facing it himself felt unreal.
As soon as he entered the hospital lobby, his intern Xiao Liu approached him and informed him that Qi Luoling was in the emergency room. After the car accident, Qi Luoling had fallen into a deep coma and was diagnosed with cranial injury, liver rupture, lung contusion, multiple rib fractures, hemorrhagic shock, and other multi-organ injuries. Her life was hanging by a thread. The hospital leadership took it very seriously and immediately formed an Emergency Rescue Team composed of doctors from six departments: Intensive Care Unit, Orthopedics, Neurosurgery, Hepatobiliary Department, Thoracic Surgery, and others.
Xiao Liu reassured Gu Tianye and made him believe that the hospital was doing everything possible and that Qi Luoling would surely recover.
Gu Tianye said nothing and quickly ran into the stairwell toward the operating room on the fourth floor.
Upon reaching the fourth floor, he stood outside the operating room where his wife was currently inside. He stopped in his tracks, unable to enter; more precisely, he felt too weak to step inside.
He had never considered himself particularly attached to his wife Qi Luoling emotionally, but now that she was in danger, he felt a profound sense of disorientation as if he were about to lose his support. Perhaps it was psychological; he felt incredibly weak, as if the space around him might collapse at any moment, leaving him without any point of support in the vast emptiness.
His body felt powerless, soft as if paralyzed. He struggled to lean against the wall for strength, but it was futile. Eventually, he helplessly slumped onto a bench outside the operating room.
At that moment, two police officers walked down the hospital corridor toward Gu Tianye.
As they approached him, the tall police officer spoke up: “You are a family member of the car accident victim Qi Luoling, right?”
He looked up; the officer was in his thirties with short hair and an average build, looking quite capable.
“Yes. My name is Gu Tianye; Qi Luoling is my wife. What exactly happened in the accident?” he asked urgently.
“Okay. After we explain what happened, we need you to answer a few questions,” said the short police officer with a grim expression; his face was naturally dark and somewhat intimidating.
The two officers led him to a corner of the fourth-floor hallway by the window to begin their questioning. They took out a notebook and started jotting down notes.
“Around 9:20 this morning, your wife Qi Luoling crossed the crosswalk at Haitang Intersection while mistakenly running a red light. This caused her to be struck directly by a white Toyota SUV traveling straight. Afterward, the driver fled the scene. On the surface, this appears to be an ordinary hit-and-run case. However, after investigating the scene, we found no skid marks at the accident site. Therefore, we suspect it may be a case of intentional homicide. We are still further investigating information regarding the white Toyota SUV.”
"Is it murder... murder?" Gu Tianye murmured, stunned.
"Right now, we are only suspecting and still collecting evidence. Did your wife, Qi Luoling, offend anyone recently?" The police officer looked up and asked seriously.
Gu Tianye pondered for a long time, then said firmly, "No, absolutely not. My wife has a very good temperament and wouldn't have conflicts with anyone. You can investigate her school; her relationships there are excellent. Besides, she has been resting at home for the past three months due to a miscarriage and hasn't had the time to interact with outside people or matters. How could she possibly have offended anyone?"
"Then how is your relationship with your wife?" The shorter officer casually glanced at him.
"I... our relationship has always been very good, very good." Gu Tianye felt a bit nervous and suddenly thought of Nie Xiaoyu, unconsciously emphasizing the word "very good," making his tone sound less convincing.
The two police officers exchanged glances without saying a word.
One principle often applied by Freud is that when a person overemphasizes something, it usually indicates they are compensating for something lacking. For example, someone who is overly particular about small matters may lack an overall perspective! Similarly, when writing "I love you," if they write the word "love" twice as large, it might indicate they actually do not love the person. Likewise, his emphasis on "very good" might suggest he is concealing certain facts.
"Alright. We'll leave it at that for today. If you have any leads or remember anything, feel free to call me anytime." The tall police officer closed his notebook and handed him a business card with Liu Xuan's name and a phone number written on it before both officers left.
As the two policemen gradually walked away, they chatted among themselves while occasionally glancing back at him until they finally disappeared down the hallway.
How could this happen? Who drove to murder Qi Luoling? He was utterly perplexed.
Gu Tianye repeatedly went through her friends, colleagues, and social connections in his mind; she truly had not offended anyone based on what he currently knew.
Suddenly he remembered that only one person would harbor such hatred for Qi Luoling: Nie Xiaoyu! Yes, only her!
Gu Tianye immediately called Nie Xiaoyu in a fit of rage and accused her without preamble: "You're so vicious; you actually hired someone to run over Qi Luoling!"
Caught off guard by the sudden outburst, Nie Xiaoyu replied calmly, "Are you out of your mind? Why would I hire someone to hit her?"
"Because you want to be with me, so you want to eliminate Qi Luoling."
Nie Xiaoyu laughed and said, "Even if I wanted to be with you, I wouldn't use such a stupid method. Gu Tianye, listen, I did not hire anyone to run her over."
"Really not you?" Gu Tianye seemed skeptical.
"If it were me who hired someone, would we be arguing like this this afternoon? Would I be so angry at you for not confronting her? Use your brain. However, I am a bit happy; don't you think it's heaven helping me?" She laughed shamelessly and gleefully on the phone.
Every word she said sounded so harsh to him that he quickly hung up the call.
Gu Tianye sat on a bench outside the hospital for a while, thinking a lot. It wasn't Nie Xiaoyu. So who could it be?
"Ah!" Liu Siling suddenly clutched her chest, the cloth in her hand falling to the ground as her body swayed. She instinctively grabbed the side of the chair tightly.
"What's wrong, Siling?" Qi Qiang came out of the kitchen and hurriedly walked in front of her, carefully and slowly supporting Liu Siling as she sat down on the sofa.
Liu Siling rested on the sofa for several minutes before she caught her breath. "Just now, my heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, and I felt so uncomfortable that I almost couldn't breathe."
"You've never had any heart problems; how could this happen?" Qi Qiang asked in confusion. "Did you tire yourself out cleaning? We should just hire someone to clean from now on. Don't save that money; after all, health is the most important thing."
Speaking of hiring someone, Qi Qiang had some reservations. Both of them were getting older, and their bodies weren't as strong and agile as before. Liu Siling also had a cleanliness obsession; she couldn't stand even a little dust in the house. But she was used to saving money and was reluctant to spend on hiring help. So she often climbed up and down ladders to clean. He had always been worried; what if something happened at that height?
"It's fine, old Qi; maybe it's just normal discomfort due to age. A little rest will do," Liu Siling said, squinting her eyes to rest.
Suddenly remembering something, Liu Siling opened her eyes wide. "Old Qi, come sit here; I have something to tell you."
"What is it?" Qi Qiang asked as he sat down.
"Look, today Ling'er is 24 years old; should we tell her about that matter?" Liu Siling asked tentatively.
Qi Qiang remained silent for a long time.
"I’m afraid to say it out loud; Ling'er definitely won’t be able to accept it right away. Look at her health. Should we wait a while before telling her?" Qi Qiang hesitated after thinking for a long time.
"Yes, you make a good point. But wasn't that person supposed to have us tell her the truth when she turns 24? If we don’t do that, I’ll feel so guilty, as if we’re breaking our promise and being untrustworthy," Liu Siling sighed deeply after speaking.
Qi Qiang gently wrapped his arm around her shoulder and comforted her, "Don’t think too much about it. Whether we say it or not, let’s see how things go. If that matter comes out, wouldn’t your feelings also be hard to bear? There’s no rush, right?"
Liu Siling leaned tightly against Qi Qiang, and as she thought about it, her eyes turned red.
"By the way, call Ling'er. I’m not feeling well; ask her to drive us to her house this afternoon," Liu Siling said.
Qi Qiang agreed with a sound, took out his phone, and dialed Qiluo Ling's number.
"Why can’t I get through to her? It’s been two hours; why is it still unreachable?" Qi Qiang wondered in confusion.
"Could something have happened?" Liu Siling broke free from Qi Qiang's embrace and asked nervously.
"It shouldn’t be. You’re being overly sensitive like a startled bird. Let me call Gu Tianye and ask," he replied.
The two learned from Gu Tianye that Qi Luoling had been in a car accident, and they felt as if they had been struck by lightning, completely stunned.
Coming back to their senses, they didn’t even bother to eat lunch and hurriedly rushed to the hospital…
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