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Fortunately, He Zhenxuan was sober at the most critical moment. Seeing his sister-in-law rushing over, he took advantage of the situation and pushed away Li Jincheng who was standing in front of him.

But it was still too late, He Miaoqing stumbled, the knife in his hand slashed Li Jincheng's back waist and the back of He Zhenxuan's left hand holding his waist.

Li Jincheng fell to the ground, and at the same time felt a chilly sting from the wound.

He Miaoqing slammed into the wall on the right next to the door together with the knife.

"Little sister!"

He Zhenxuan's tone was full of anger. Seeing his sister-in-law rushing towards him again, he immediately grabbed her wrist and raised her hands, keeping a certain distance from her.

"Song Heyao, you bitch! You stole everything from me! My elder brother! Qifeng! And my children! Damn you! I'm going to kill you!"

He Miaoqing was completely mad, using both hands and feet, her eyes were fierce, she stared at He Zhenxuan, as if she wanted to bite a piece of flesh from him.

And He Zhenxuan probably didn't expect that she would say such a thing, and there was a secret past that she inadvertently revealed in her words.

Seeing He Zhenxuan's figure froze, Li Jincheng picked up the chopping board he had just thrown aside while thinking that he couldn't go on like this.

He hated He Miaoqing, from the first time he saw her.

Even if her spirit is indeed abnormal, it cannot be a reason for her to hurt others at will.

"Miaoqing?! No! Jincheng! Don't hurt her!"

Chen Qifeng, who ran in at the door of the kitchen at an unknown time, looked anxious. Seeing that Li Jincheng was about to hit the back of He Miaoqing's head with the chopping board in his hand, his eyes showed even more panic.

Chen Qifeng is He Miaoqing's husband and a professor of humanities and social sciences at a well-known university.

Li Jincheng had a good impression of him at first, thinking that he was polite and friendly, but through the information revealed in He Miaoqing's words just now, and his association with his mother, his impression of this person was already terrible.

There is always such a kind of person in the world, who keeps saying that he loves you, and at the same time for other people's affairs, can ignore you in a blink of an eye.

Li Jincheng affirmed that the aggravation of He Miaoqing's condition was related to Chen Qifeng's attitude, and He Miaoqing's loss of her child must have involved Song Heyao.

He loves vanity, but likes to look dignified and hesitant. Even if others suffer for it, he does not have the slightest self-awareness.

Li Jincheng glanced at him coldly, then stepped aside with the chopping board.

He Miaoqing had stopped what he was doing when he heard Chen Qifeng calling him.

She seemed to be sleepwalking and was about to wake up at the moment.

"Miaoqing..."

Chen Qifeng called out very carefully. After a while, He Miaoqing turned back slightly sluggishly and said, "Qifeng?"

"Yes, it's me, I'm Qifeng, come here, I'll take you home."

"But……"

Seeing that she was about to look at He Zhenxuan again, Chen Qifengli immediately stopped her and said, "Miaoqing, he is Zhenxuan, not He Yao... He Yao has passed away... and your elder brother..."

Chen Qifeng's words seemed to remind He Miaoqing of some terrifying past. After unconsciously throwing away the dagger in her hand, she stepped back and said, "Yes... yes... it's me..."

He Miaoqing looked scared, but before she could finish her words, Chen Qifeng had already stepped forward to cover her mouth.

"Sorry, Zhenxuan, Jincheng, Miaoqing's spirits are a little abnormal. I'll take her to see a doctor now."

Chen Qifeng can be called fleeing, but whether it is Li Jincheng or He Zhenxuan, they all understand what He Miaoqing wants to say next.

"Does it hurt?"

Hearing He Zhenxuan asking himself, Li Jincheng unconsciously stroked his wound.

There was a tingling pain in hindsight, and the wound was still bleeding.

"wait for me."

Standing in the kitchen, Li Jincheng heard He Zhenxuan asking the driver to come and pick him up, and then the sound of opening and closing the drawer came from outside.

The environment he grew up in made him appear extremely calm when he was in trouble, but this kind of thing...

Li Jincheng lowered his head, and when he saw the bloodstains on the floor and the bloodstains extending to the outside of the door, he remembered that He Zhenxuan was also injured, and the injury was more serious than his!

He Zhenxuan was currently bandaging the wound on the back of his hand. Although he had already wrapped several layers of gauze, blood was still seeping out from there.

"I'll help you."

Taking the gauze in his hand, Li Jincheng bandaged his wound even harder.

When he was finished, He Zhenxuan turned him around and asked him to lift the hem of his shirt.

"When did you know that my sister-in-law was going to kill you?"

He Zhenxuan's tone was inaudible, but there was a layer of low air pressure around him.

"I was sick before, and the blood routine report showed that my blood contained fluoxetine hydrochloride..."

"what is that?"

"Medicine for depression, but if normal people take it, it will cause hallucinations..."

Thinking of Li Jincheng's sluggish mental state during that time, as well as the panic that appeared on his face, He Zhenxuan's hand unconsciously exerted force.

Hearing Li Jincheng muffled, he apologized in a low voice, and then loosened the gauze tightly wrapped around his waist.

"How did she do it?"

"There is a cleaning servant in the house, surnamed Wei, who puts medicine in the milk I drink every day... Once I went home early and saw that her expression was wrong, and I asked Uncle Shao later, only to realize that she had been watching you since childhood. My aunt grew up, and it was because of your aunt's wishes that Uncle Shao sent her over to clean up for us."

"Why didn't you tell me then?"

Li Jincheng knew a lot of things early in the morning and couldn't hide it, but when he heard He Zhenxuan asking him, he still felt guilty and said, "I don't want to cause you trouble, and...she is your aunt..."

This is part of the reason, but more importantly, the two are not close enough, and he doesn't have 100% trust in himself.

He Zhenxuan had already done a simple dressing for himself.

The skin around his waist no longer had the heat sprayed on it due to his bandaging action, and the surrounding was too quiet, Li Jincheng couldn't help but turn his head and said, "Will you believe what I say in the future?"

He had actually reminded himself before that he didn't take what he said to heart.

Thinking of emotional matters, He Zhenxuan got up and pushed away the bangs on his forehead and said, "I believe, no matter what you say in the future, I will believe it."

In order to facilitate He Zhenxuan's use of the car, his driver lived nearby. Seeing the two of them go downstairs covered in blood, the driver was too shocked to speak.

He Zhenxuan's injury on the back of his hand was very serious, and the bones were deep, and more than 20 stitches were stitched together.

When He Zongtong arrived at the hospital, He Zhenxuan had already completed the operation and was transferred to the general ward.

Thinking that Chen Qifeng actually called himself after He Miaoqing had settled down, he couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

"Zhenxuan..."

He Zhenxuan, who was staring out of the window in a daze, looked back at him and said, "Tell me, how did my parents die back then?"

He Zhenxuan's temperament was originally very cold, but when he said such words, He Zongtong felt even more unfamiliar with him.

Although this day had been expected early in the morning, when it really arrived, He Zongtong realized that he was still not mentally prepared.

He was thinking about how to speak, and He Zhenxuan said again, "Don't want to say it? Or do you want me to find someone to check it myself?"

His tone had already revealed some anger and impatience, and He Zongtong was heartbroken and said, "The emotional entanglement between the four of them is simply a mess! At first, Qifeng fell in love with your mother, and then she fell in love with your father. As for your sister-in-law, she has long been a madman for Qifeng, and she even insisted on marrying him even at the cost of severing ties with me!"

"That's why she hates my mother?"

"More than that, your aunt has been in bad health since she was a child. The best person for you is your father. Later, when your parents fell in love, she felt that your mother stole her eldest brother. In addition, she was pregnant, although The doctor felt that her body couldn't handle it... But that day, when she felt unwell, Qifeng left her and ran to your mother! And your mother, just called him because the car broke down!"

Years later, when He Zongtong talked about this incident, his tone was still full of resentment. Such resentment was directed against both Song Heyao and Chen Qifeng.

These two people are two scourges at all. Not only did they make his pair of children die and go crazy, but now they have even affected Zhenxuan!

He Zhenxuan's mother had passed away. He didn't want to comment on her anymore. After a while, he said, "That's why she did something on my parents' car and killed them?"

"No no no! Zhenxuan, your sister-in-law really loves your father, but I didn't know why your father got in that car at the time... Also, after knowing that your father passed away, your sister-in-law's mental state was even worse. I spent three years in a nursing home..."

Are you interceding for your sister-in-law?

After thinking about it this way, He Zhenxuan couldn't help showing a sarcastic smile.

For the sake of the He family and Rongsheng's future, he left home when he was young, and he spent less time with his family.

That year, Xiao Liangyu left without saying goodbye. Three months later, he received the news that his parents had passed away in a car accident.

When we got home, the autumn air was chilling, the yellow leaves were all over the ground, everyone seemed to be very sad, his grandfather, his uncles and aunts...

As for the little aunt he didn't see, the grandfather said that the little aunt had the best relationship with his father since she was a child. This time, because she couldn't stand the blow, she had been admitted to the nursing home with her little uncle.

At that time, He Zhenxuan was very sympathetic to her.

And those family members of his own, who have kept this matter secret.

"Zhenxuan..."

Seeing that he kept staring at him without speaking, He Zongtong could not help but cried out in worry.

"I know my aunt is your daughter and my father is your son, but no matter what, I have the right to know the truth!"

"I……"

"Go out, I don't want to talk for the time being."

The gap between them actually existed since they said these words. He Zongtong stood for a while, before leaving the ward.

Li Jincheng lives next door to He Zhenxuan. His injury is not serious, and he doesn't even need stitches. It's just because he hurts his lower back, so he can only rest on the hospital bed.

"Jincheng."

Seeing He Zongtong come in, Li Jincheng quickly sat up.

"Is it serious?"

"very good."

"This time it's grandpa who is sorry for you, but at that time... Miaoqing's attending doctor said that her condition was much better, but she didn't know..."

He Zhenxuan reminded her of his mother Song Heyao, and her relationship with him was getting better and better. Subconsciously, she felt that Song Heyao was sorry for her and would not accompany her until she was happy, so she gradually transferred her hatred to herself.

Although she was crazy, she was still smart and knew how to make He Zhenxuan, who was Song Heyao as she thought, feel pain.

Seeing that Li Jincheng didn't speak, He Zongtong said again, "Jincheng, Zhenxuan misunderstood me a bit, can you help me persuade him this time?"

He Zongtong looked as usual and didn't seem to be affected by this incident.

Or did he think he didn't know anything?

After hearing what he said, Li Jincheng looked at him and said, "Grandpa, do you know that right?"

His words were not clear, but Li Jincheng knew that he could understand what he was saying.

At that moment, the smile on He Zongtong's face faded, but his eyes were a little cold. He said, "Jincheng, you shouldn't know, so don't ask more."

Li Jincheng was unmoved, and sure enough, he didn't give himself all his sincerity before. .