Uncle Ying took Lin Zhuo to the police station. When the police saw the fingerprints on Lin Zhuo's neck, they felt very sorry: "Ms. Ye seems to have a history of mental illness."
Lin Zhuo nodded, looking tired: "It has been many years, but there have been no attacks in recent years."
"Maybe she was stimulated recently and had a relapse. Her reaction was intense and she even couldn't control herself." The police officer looked at Lin Zhuo with sympathy and said, "I'm sorry, we can't interrogate a mentally ill person, but we suggest you seek medical treatment as soon as possible."
Lin Zhuo's face turned pale. He stopped the angry Uncle Ying and took the list from the policeman. He said with a choked voice, "I understand."
The policeman sighed slightly. It was pitiful that such a good young man suffered life threats from his relatives for no reason.
When they walked out of the police station, Lin Zhuo's expression changed immediately. He looked at the receipt in his hand and raised his lips slightly: "Uncle Ying, contact the hospital. Ms. Ye needs medical treatment immediately."
Uncle Ying was no longer as angry as before, and was now very calm. Upon hearing Lin Zhuo's instructions, he immediately nodded and said, "Okay, young master."
"I hope Ms. Ye will enjoy her future life."
...
Ye Linfeng received a call from Ye Qinfen when he was half asleep.
"Get out and answer it." Xu Yan, who was also sleeping soundly, was woken up. He frowned, turned over, wrapped himself in the quilt, and growled in a low voice.
Ye Linfeng had no choice but to hold his phone and tiptoe out of the bedroom. After leaving the room, he immediately picked up the phone: "Hello? Mom? Is it done?"
Unlike what Ye Linfeng imagined, Ye Qinfen's crying voice came from the other end of the phone: "Son! Save me! Save me!"
"Mom? Mom, what's wrong with you?" Ye Linfeng began to get anxious. Was Lin Zhuo aware of her drugging? Was Lin Zhuo planning to kill her?!
"I'm not sick! I don't want to go to the hospital! I'm not crazy! Lin Zhuo is the sick one! Son! Son, save me! -" Ye Qinfen's voice suddenly lowered.
"Mom! Which hospital?! Mom, say something!" Ye Linfeng looked at the screen of his mobile phone and asked anxiously in a low voice.
But the voice on the other end of the phone was no longer Ye Qinfen's, but a stranger's.
"Is the patient calm?"
"She was given a sedative."
"Boss Lin ordered us to keep an eye on her and not be careless."
After that, there was no sound from the other end. Ye Linfeng looked and saw that the call was hung up.
Mr. Lin? Did Lin Zhuo really do it? Ye Qinfen is his biological mother after all!
Ye Linfeng had originally come out barefoot, and now not only did his feet feel cold, his heart was even colder: Lin Zhuo probably didn't know that he was involved, right?
Ye Linfeng didn't know how he returned to his room. He lay on the bed and stayed awake all night.
The next day when Xu Yan woke up, he was startled by his glaring eyes: "Are you sick? Why didn't you say anything?"
Ye Linfeng just stared at the ceiling without saying a word.
"Mad man." Xu Yan spat and got up to wash up.
He had important things to do today and had no time to study Ye Linfeng's thoughts.
Ye Linfeng's eyes felt very sleepy, but his brain was very alert. The matter of being discovered by Lin Zhuo was on his mind all the time, and he had no intention of doing anything else.
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Fiction généraleTHIS STORY IS NOT MINE. MTL WITH SLIGHT EDITS, NOT A TRANSLATION. There will be some grammar issues, if you spot them, comment and I will fix it asap. Cannot guarantee it is 100% accurate. Original title: I lost the link to it, but if anyone can fi...