Chapter 114   A Possibility

“Go get it,” Officer Wu said. The policeman nodded and went out.

Song Jiaren didn’t say anything and waited for the outcome. Soon, the police returned with a bag. In the transparent bag, there was a burnt watch. The moment Song Jiaren saw the watch, she closed her eyes. This watch belonged to Song Chuyan. The last hope in her heart disappeared.

“Is there anything else besides the watch’s corpse?” Song Jiaren asked in a hoarse voice.

The police officer thought about it and said, “There seem to be traces of something crawling, but because the car exploded, the environment at the scene was destroyed, so we can’t be sure what caused it.”

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Officer Wu also reacted at this moment and immediately said, “Quick, go find it again immediately.”

Just then, the person in charge of the autopsy walked in with the report and said, “Mr. Song Chuyan’s flesh and blood were found beneath the victim’s nails.”

Officer Wu flipped through the report two pages and said, “It seems that the deceased must have been with Song Chuyan when he was alive. The two of them even had a scuffle and conflict.” He guessed that only in this way would Song Chuyan’s flesh and blood be left under the deceased’s nails.

Song Jiaren said, “Officer Wu, please investigate the vicinity of the cliff again. I suspect that my brother was saved or escaped.” According to the police officer just now, traces of someone being dragged were found at the scene of the accident. Either a wild beast had carried Song Chuyan’s corpse away, or Song Chuyan had been saved.

She was unwilling to believe the first outcome. She could only hope that someone had saved Song Chuyan.

Officer Wu nodded solemnly. He promised that he would do his best to find Song Chuyan’s whereabouts.

When Song Jiaren walked out of the police station, she saw the man at the door. She stopped in her tracks and didn’t move again.

Yan Cheng sat in the wheelchair and looked at her. The two of them looked at each other in silence and neither of them spoke. After a while, it was still Song Jiaren who moved first.

She walked straight to Yan Cheng, who was at the door. When she got to him, she walked past him. Yan Cheng grabbed her and said in a hoarse voice, “You promised to help me treat my legs.”

Song Jiaren was forced to stand on the spot. She struggled but didn’t break free. She said coldly, “Would you treat a person who uses

you?”

Yan Cheng said nothing. He lowered his head and she couldn’t see his emotions.

Song Jiaren pulled her hand away impatiently. This time, she easily broke free. She froze for a moment before she saw Yan Cheng’s body fall.

She hurriedly helped him up and realized that Yan Cheng’s complexion was extremely bad. His face was pale, but his lips were flushed.

Wen Qing, who was behind Yan Cheng, cried out in shock, “Master Cheng.” Song Jiaren touched his head and asked in disbelief, “Wen Qing, how did you take care of him? Why is his forehead so hot? Why did you let him go out when his fever is so high?”

Wen Qing was stunned. He didn’t even know that he had a fever.

Seeing his expression, Song Jiaren knew that he didn’t know either. She wanted to leave Yan Cheng to fend for himself, but she couldn’t. She looked at Yan Cheng, who was lying in her arms, and pursed her lips. She would consider it as exchanging the favor she owed him in Jiang City the last time.

“Where’s your car? Let’s go to the hospital to treat him first,” Song Jiaren said.

Wen Qing had already arranged a car. He was shocked to hear her words and nodded. “Thank you, Miss Song.”

They got into the car quickly. The destination of the car wasn’t the hospital, but the Yan family’s home.