Doctor Hua paused and continued, “After more than a week’s treatment, she and the young master of An Du Real Estate conducted a warm engagement ceremony. I didn’t expect…”
Speaking of this, she could not help shedding tears. “Since you are her friend, you should know how much she is eager to have a pure love.”
Brucille believed that happiness was not an pure love. This was a fucking pure liar.
Therefore, he sneered and said, “Do you think Young Master An will give Yueqing pure love?”
Doctor Hua raised his eyebrows and said firmly, “Of course, they are a perfect match. As a marriage of two powerful families, it is more in line with everyone’s expectations and needs in the market. I didn’t expect that there would be an accident.”
Brucille’s face looked worse and worse. He asked, “I only need to know one thing. Who was there on the night Yueqing passed away?”
Dr. Hua looked at the unquestionable look in her eyes. He was sure that if she did not answer truthfully, she would face the man’s endless anger. So she said, “No one is here. It’s because the heart suddenly stopped and died.”
Brucille clenched his fist and said, “Doctor Hua has enjoyed a very high reputation in the hospital at a young age. I think his IQ should be no problem. The daughter of Hong Group was not on duty when she died in the hospital. Do you think I will believe it? If you don’t tell me, I can only think that you participated in the murder plan.”
When Brucille said the word “suicide”, Doctor Hua suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning. She quickly rearranged her facial expression.
“I was on duty that night and we would check on such a special patient every half hour, but an accident happened during this half hour. We really tried our best in ICU.”
Brucille stared at Doctor Hua’s face without blinking. He knew that someone must be lying.
“Doctor Hua, let’s analyze the engagement between Anle and Hong Yueqing. Are you willing to marry a dying beggar?”
“Not willing.”
“Well, let’s change a identity. Are you willing to marry a dying magnate? This magnate only has a few days to live but is worth ten billion yuan.”
Doctor Hua understood what Brucille meant and fell silent.
Seeing that she was speechless, Brucille continued to ask, “Have you been to Anle that night? If you have been there, how long have you stayed in the ward? What have you done? Can I have a look at the surveillance of surveillance from the intensive care unit?”
Doctor Hua, sitting in front of Brucille, suddenly became at a loss and unconsciously nervous. He said at this time, “You have no right to ask about the privacy of patients involved in this matter. Please leave immediately. I am going to sleep.”
After that, she got up and was going to drive Brucille out, but Brucille sat on the sofa with no intention of leaving. Instead, he whispered, “I want to introduce myself. I am an unforgivable bastard. I can do all the crazy things you think I do, so your attitude is very important. If I can’t get the answer I want tonight, you will fall off the window before the sun comes out.”
This was the 31st floor. If he fell from the 31st floor, he could think about it.
Doctor Hua said nervously, “I’m just a doctor who saves lives. I don’t have what you want. I don’t feel guilty about Hong Yueqing. Do you understand?”
Brucille grabbed her hand and did not give her any chance to resist. He took Doctor Hua directly to the morgue to see Hong Yueqing, who had passed away.
He looked at Dr. Hua face to face and said, “If you still say that you have a clear conscience, I will believe you.”
Doctor Hua was so scared that he collapsed on the ground and looked at Brucille desperately. This guy was absolutely a madman.
Brucille asked with a gloomy face, “Is sister Yueqing really killed in the heart suddenly? You really don’t know what happened that night?”
“I said, I said, Hong Yueqing turned off the machine herself. Really, really, really, if you don’t believe me, you can look at the surveillance camera. The hospital has deleted my mobile phone, and I have a recording of Yueqing. Listen to it yourself…”
“Dr. Hua, I know that Young Master An is not the person I want. He wants Hong Group. I can’t let him succeed…”
This recording was intermittent and faint, but this voice was still familiar to Brucille.
After watching this video, Brucille knew that his guess was true. He said, “So Young Master An is the real murderer, right?”
“Enough, please get out of my way. I want to go home. I don’t want you to entangle me anymore. And no one can know about this. Otherwise, it will be a disaster to Yueqing and the entire Hong family.”
After saying that, Dr. Hua was about to leave. Brucille grabbed her neck and pushed her down on the floor in the morgue and said, “I hope you forget what happened tonight. Just pretend that nothing happened. You don’t want me to go to your beautiful apartment, do you?”
Dr. Hua stumbled away from the funeral house, and the sky had turned bright in the east.
Brucille lay on a bench in a park to catch up on his sleep. He could even hear birds chirping from time to time in the dense woods. It was already past four in the afternoon when he woke up and left the park. He bought new clothes at the night market, looking like a boss selling hotcakes.
After spending 15 yuan on a bowl of wonton, they took the bus to the headquarters building of the Andu Real Estate.
As the general manager of Andu Real Estate, he was happy and happy to work here, so he planned to wait for Young Master An here. Doctor Hua just said the result of the incident but did not tell the cause of it.
Brucille had thought that Young Master An would not kill Hong Yueqing so quickly from the very beginning. He guessed that it was probably Hong Yueqing’s choice to get rid of his control.
That desperate surveillance picture explained to him everything. He would let the initiator of this matter pay the price he deserved.
Just after getting off work, the white-collar workers in suits and ties came out from the office.
Among hundreds of faces, Brucille searched for Young Master An, who was the most shining, and a beautiful woman with a graceful blond dress was held in his arms.
She had just got engaged half a month ago, and her fiancee had not yet settled down. It seemed that Young Master An had already hooked up with someone else.
The two of them sat in a red Maserati and a blonde woman in the co-pilot seat. The miniskirt was so short that it was incredible. If the distance between their legs was more than 10 centimeters, they could probably walk out.
Brucille stopped a taxi and followed him closely. After passing through the eight streets and nine alleys with more than a dozen traffic lights, he finally reached his destination.