At the beginning of the quadrangle courtyard, it turns into Qinhuairu

Li Xiufang was sent to the hospital for treatment, and Yi Zhonghai inquired about the situation in the doctor's office.

"Doctor, how is my wife?" Yi Zhonghai asked anxiously.

The doctor sighed and said: "There is no big problem, but I'm afraid there will be some sequelae of the concussion, please don't stimulate her."

When Yi Zhonghai heard that there were sequelae, he couldn't help asking worriedly: "Doctor, tell me about the sequelae, so that I can be mentally prepared."

The doctor said in a comforting tone: "You don't have to worry too much, as long as you don't irritate the patient, they will recover naturally and slowly."

Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to nod his head helplessly and said, "Then when can my wife be discharged from the hospital?"

The doctor thought for a while and said: "It is reasonable to need to be hospitalized for observation for a few days, but the patient is fine now and can be discharged from the hospital at any time. It's just that she has too much psychological burden now, so it depends on your family members."

Yi Zhonghai left the doctor's office, went through the discharge procedures for Li Xiufang, and took her out of the hospital.

At this time, Li Xiufang's mental state seemed crazy, and she kept muttering: "I killed Ping An, and it's all my fault. It's all my fault."

Yi Zhonghai's heart was in great pain, and he looked at Li Xiufang guiltily, seemingly at a loss.

"I don't blame you, it's not your fault..." Yi Zhonghai comforted Li Xiufang.

Li Xiufang pushed Yi Zhonghai away, and said with a distorted face: "It's my fault, otherwise nothing will happen to Ping An, I'm a sinner, I deserve to die."

Looking at the agitated Li Xiufang, Yi Zhonghai was very helpless, he didn't know what to do.

Yi Zhonghai kept calming Li Xiufang's emotions, and reluctantly coaxed her back home.

After they got home, people from the police station came not long after.

"After our investigation, your son was frozen to death, not drowned." The police comrade said to Yi Zhonghai.

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, his heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Comrade policeman, what does this mean?"

The police took out the autopsy report and said to Yi Zhonghai: "We found out from our investigation that your son did not go to the river alone, because there were two sets of footprints, one big and one small, the small one belonged to Yi Ping'an, and the older one was already gone. It's another kid's.

So as long as you find that child, you can know what happened at that time. "

Yi Zhonghai was stunned, and a figure of Stick appeared in his mind, only the two of them played best in the whole compound.

If it is really a stick, what should he do? One is his own son and the other is his own grandson. This made him difficult. He didn't know whether he should provide this clue to the police.

The police noticed that Yi Zhonghai was in a daze, and couldn't help asking: "Master, do you have someone to suspect?"

Yi Zhonghai recovered from his stupor, and said with an unnatural expression: "No, no..."

The policeman nodded and said, "If you think of something, remember to come to the office and tell us, it will help solve the case."

Yi Zhonghai nodded repeatedly and said, "Comrade police, don't worry, I will tell you if I know."

After seeing off the police, Yi Zhonghai went straight to Jia Zhang's home.

After banging on the door, it opened, and Mrs. Jia Zhang came out and said, "Old Yi, have you found your son?"

Yi Zhonghai nodded gloomyly and asked Mrs. Jia Zhang: "Let me ask you, when did Banggan return home yesterday?"

Jia Zhang shook his head and said: "I'm not sure, I remember he entered the room when dinner was late.

How is Ping An?Nothing happened? "

Yi Zhonghai didn't answer her but said to her: "You will take the stick to the backyard later, I have something to ask him." After finishing speaking, he left.

Mrs. Jia Zhang suddenly felt a bad premonition in her heart, and hurried back to the house, pulled the stick up from the kang and asked: "Bang, tell grandma the truth, did you go out with Ping An? What happened?"

Bang Geng said with a guilty conscience: "I didn't go out with him..."

Jia Zhang was a little anxious, and said angrily: "Aren't you telling the truth?"

When Zhao Sisi saw Jia Zhang shouting at the stick, she protected the stick, and said dissatisfiedly to Jia Zhang: "Mom, what are you doing? How can the stick be so small?"

Seeing that Zhao Sisi was protecting the stick, Jia Zhang said angrily: "Why are you still protecting him? Do you understand that a loving mother is a failure? If something really happens, you will regret it at some point."

Stick was scared to cry by Jia Zhang's expression, curled up in Zhao Sisi's arms and shivered.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Sisi asked Jia Zhang while stroking the stick's hair.

Seeing that his grandson was frightened, Jia Zhang couldn't help but sighed and said: "Just now Yi Zhonghai came, his face was very bad, and he asked me to go to the backyard with a stick."

Zhao Sisi subconsciously glanced at the stick in his arms, and his heart skipped a beat. Didn't the stick really do something?
"Bang, tell mom the truth, did you take little uncle to the river?

Tell mom the truth, mom will never hit you, and then apologize to little uncle and you'll be fine. "Zhao Sisi coaxed the stick and said.

Stick raised his head to look at Zhao Sisi, and said cautiously: "Mom, you didn't lie to me? Are you really not going to hit me?"

Zhao Sisi nodded and said, "Really, I won't hit you, but you have to tell the truth..."

Bang Geng thought for a while, he thought that Yi Pingan had sued himself against Yi Zhonghai, and had no idea that Yi Pingan had left this world forever, so he told Zhao Sisi what happened that day.