I became the police station's darling after I could understand what the furry creature was sayi

"Doctor! How is my husband? Is he alright?"

Wu Lanfang stepped forward and asked anxiously.

The first thing that person did after entering the ward was to knock Nan Yanhui unconscious, so he only knew that Nan Jianye had been rushed into the emergency room for treatment, and he was not clear about the specific situation.

Wu Lanfang was even more unaware, assuming that Nan Jianye had been frightened.

"The scalpel was inserted too deeply into the patient's chest; if it's pulled out, there will be massive bleeding..."

The doctor in the white coat took off his mask, his face showing regret and apology. At the same time, he thought to himself, "That murderer's method was truly decisive and ruthless, killing with a single blow."

To be fair, if he hadn't been in the hospital and received timely treatment, he probably wouldn't have made it this far.

Upon hearing this, Wu Lanfang's face turned deathly pale, and she swayed as if she were about to faint.

Nan Yanhui stepped forward and supported her shoulder, which helped her regain her balance, but she couldn't even stand up. For Wu Lanfang, her husband was her everything, and now that her world was collapsing, how could she not panic?

"The patient is still somewhat conscious and wants to see his family one last time."

The doctor paused as he spoke.

Just as Nan Yanhui was about to step forward, the doctor looked around and asked, "Who is Nan Shu?"

Everyone was stunned.

Nan Yanhui looked at Nan Shu in disbelief. Wu Lanfang's lips trembled, and her eyes held a hint of hostility as she looked at Nan Shu. Nan Wan blinked, also quite surprised.

Nan Punian frowned.

The doctor knew nothing about the Nan family, only that the patient's surname was Nan and the person he wanted to see also had the surname Nan, so he naturally treated the two as family.

Seeing that everyone was looking at Nan Shu, he looked at her and asked, "Your name is Nan Shu, right? Your father has something to say to you."

Upon hearing this, Nan Punian's face immediately darkened.

"Doctor, she is my sister, and has nothing to do with Nan Jianye."

"Oh..." It was just a coincidence.

It's quite interesting that the last person a person wants to see before they die isn't their family. But that's none of his business. He just urged Nan Shu, "Hurry up and go in."

Nan Yanhui's face darkened. He didn't understand what his father meant. He moved his lips, but ultimately said nothing. Even at this point, Nan Yanhui didn't dare to disobey his father.

Nan Shu blinked, surprised but not showing it on her face. She turned to give Nan Punian a reassuring look, responded, and followed the doctor into the emergency room.

She was also quite curious as to what Nan Jianye wanted from her.
They were taken to the emergency room.

Nan Shu immediately spotted Nan Jianye lying on the hospital bed, his body covered in tubes, barely breathing.

There was a fruit knife stuck in his chest; if he hadn't pulled it out, he might have been dead in the next second.

"Whether I pull it out or not, it's probably just a matter of whether I die in a minute or a second," Nan Shu thought.

Nan Jianye's bed was rocked, and he saw Nan Shu. His breathing quickened, and his fingers twitched.

Nan Shu turned to look at the doctor.

"Are you sure you heard me? He wants to see me, not Nan Wan?"

Especially considering Nan Jianye's current state, it's hard to believe he still has the strength to speak.

"Yes, Mr. Nan just said it himself."

The doctor gave the nurse standing nearby a look, and then they both left the emergency room, giving the two of them some private space.

The air was thick with the smell of blood, which overpowered the smell of disinfectant, and the mixture was not pleasant.

However, Nan Shu had smelled even more unpleasant odors before, so she didn't care about this one. She took a few steps forward, walked to Nan Jianye's bedside, and looked down at him.

Because of the burns, Nan Jianye seemed to have lost most of his vitality. His hair turned white rapidly, and the wrinkles around his eyes piled up, like a candle with a flickering flame that would be extinguished with a gentle breeze.

"I don't think there's much of a connection between us, so I won't mince words. I just have one question: what's the name of the person behind you? Are they from Beijing?"

Upon hearing Nan Shu's words, Nan Jianye's eyes widened suddenly, a look of surprise flashing across his cloudy eyes, and his chest heaved violently.

The electrocardiogram also jumped sharply upwards.

Nan Shu knew he had a lot to say and ask, but she also knew that Nan Jianye was dying.

She walked quickly to him, straightened his hand, and said, "If you can't say it, you can write it down. What's that person's name?"

Nan Jianye's hands were trembling, his mouth was shaking, and he made two "hoarse" sounds from his throat.

Finally, he moved his finger.

Nan Shu stared at his hand. A horizontal line.

A vertical line.

and then?
Nan Jianye paused for a moment, and then, like a machine suddenly losing power, it came to a sudden stop with a 'hum'.

Followed by.

The electrocardiogram machine emitted a sharp sound.

Nan Shu was taken aback. She glanced at Gui Ping's electrocardiogram, then at Nan Jianye, who had his eyes closed as if he were asleep, and sighed softly.

Nan Shu didn't actually feel much about Nan Jianye's death.

As for what Nan Jianye wanted to say to her in the end, Nan Shu didn't really want to know.

But Nan Shu still felt a little sad about the loss of a life.

Doctors and nurses rushed over, wanting to make a final effort, and Wu Lanfang and Nan Yanhui also rushed in.

Nan Shu stepped aside and met the gaze of Nan Wan, who was following slowly behind.

"Don't forget the portrait artist will be here soon."

Nan Shu gave her some instructions.

Nan Wan scratched her face, obediently said "Oh," and then walked towards Nan Jianye's hospital bed.

……

"Brother, why are you staring at me like that?"

On the way back to the branch office.

Nan Shu caught Nan Punian red-handed, glanced at the rearview mirror, and saw nothing dirty.

Nanpu coughed lightly, "I'm just a little worried about you."

He didn't know if Xiao Shu still had feelings for Nan Jianye.

After leaving the hospital, Nan Shu stared out the window in silence, her mood low.

Nan Punian felt a little jealous, but when he thought about how the person was dead, he couldn't help feeling sour.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shu noticed it.

"I'm fine..."

Nan Shu was actually thinking that the range of that horizontal and vertical line, the small cross, was too broad, including characters like 'Nan', 'Yang', 'Mu', and so on.

Thinking about it, Nan Shu told Nan Punian what she had guessed.

As for the prominent families in the capital, Nan Punian certainly knows them better than he does.

"I'll ask my older brother later."

Nan Punian knows about it, but not much.

The main problem is that the waters in the capital are too deep. Some prominent families may be unknown to ordinary people, but their industries and products are well-known to everyone.

There are also some families involved in politics.

Relatively speaking, his own older brother definitely knows better.

"Ah."

Nan Shu nodded.

When the red light turned green, Nanpu started the car.

The phone rang.

It was Wang Yaqin calling.

Nan Wan told the police where the phone was hidden, and just in case, Wang Yaqin led people to retrieve it.

Because of the portrait, nearly two hours had passed since they retrieved the phone.

She's calling now, so there must be some results.

Nan Punian pressed the answer button. (End of this chapter)