"Of course I'd like to bear it, who would care about a waste of money?" Hai Xiaozhou rolled his eyes.

"This is not the truth." Fang Chaoyang frowned.

"Hmph, then you still ask! What's the moment I'm anxious?" Hai Xiaozhou snorted, his eyes turned red, and he said, "My parents are anxious and want to see you, but I'm afraid of causing trouble."

"Don't come over, I'll go back tonight!" Fang Chaoyang said.

No one came to disturb me, so I rested quietly for an afternoon. In the evening, Hai Xiaozhou drove over, completed the discharge procedures of Fang Chaoyang, and returned home together.

As soon as he saw Fang Chaoyang, Zhou Ling cried and held his hand, looked up and down, and asked with concern: "Chaoyang, does your head still hurt?"

"Mom, don't worry, it's not serious, otherwise the doctor will not let you discharge the hospital." Fang Chaoyang smiled. In fact, the slight pain was still continuous, mixed with occasional dizziness.

"Chaoyang, stay at home from now on and don't go out." Hairun said.

"Dad, this time I blamed me for being fooled by them, and I will never do it in the future." Fang Chaoyang said.

"I haven't told your parents about this yet," Zhou Ling said.

"No need to tell them, it will only increase my worries. I will be completely cured after a few days of rest."

"Oh, I was so scared that I didn't sleep last night. I just heard of it before, but this time..." Zhou Ling couldn't continue and wiped her tears again.

"Mom, it's nothing. Hurry up and eat, you're starving to death!" Hai Xiaozhou couldn't stand this sensation and frowned.

The dinner was ready and served. Considering that Fang Chaoyang was a patient, the overall lightness was relatively small. In fact, Fang Chaoyang still had a poor appetite and ate very little. Zhou Ling couldn't help but worry, and told him to take medicine on time.

When he returned to the house, Fang Chaoyang picked up a brush and was about to write a calligraphy, but his hands were shaking violently and he couldn't write it at all.

The head was hit hard, and it was impossible to have no effect at all. After sighing, Fang Chaoyang could only crumple rice paper into a ball, throw it into the trash can, and lay down on the bed honestly.

A moment later, Hai Xiaozhou, who had finished taking a shower, came in and said, "Chaoyang, go to bed with me!"

"I won't go, it's pretty good here." Fang Chaoyang said.

"We have all obtained a certificate, a legal couple, why are you afraid of sleeping together? You haven't been together before." Hai Xiaozhou was unhappy.

"I didn't mean that, I just wanted to be quiet, so don't force it."

"I don't snore, how could I disturb you? I just rejected me when I got married. What does it mean?"

Fang Chaoyang sighed and said for a while: "Xiaozhou, I don't want you to see my ugly side, and I don't want to see it myself."

Hai Xiaozhou was stunned, scratched his head, and finally understood, almost burst into tears, "Chaoyang, it's really hard for you. I believe you can definitely get through it."

"must!"

Hai Xiaozhou took a little sadness and went upstairs, telling his parents that no matter what happens in Chaoyang's house, he should not go over and disturb him.

Fang Chaoyang didn't want to be with Hai Xiaozhou because this time he was hijacked, not only did he suffer a severe blow in the head, but he was also injected with a poisonous needle. At some point, drug addiction will break out and he will also become a hideous person.

As a judge, he has also tried related cases. He knows deeply what an addict has experienced. Many people have even embarked on the road of crime just to suck a small mouthful.

There are also recent examples: Zhu Hongli, who plotted against Qiu Dali, was controlled by drugs and obediently cooperated with the actions. Later, she lost the drugs and took some drugs, and she kept hallucinating, and finally chose to jump off the building.

Fang Chaoyang felt that Shang Yong hadn't told the truth, and the drug addiction caused by injection may have reached an in-depth stage. If you want to relieve it, you must endure unimaginable torture.

Thinking of this, Fang Chaoyang actually noticed that saliva flowed out of the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help but curse, wiped it with a tissue, and lit a cigarette in depression.

After all, Fang Chaoyang got up and locked the door. It was fine that night and he slept soundly until Hai Xiaozhou's knock on the door woke him up.

"Chaoyang, are you okay?" Hai Xiaozhou asked.

"No problem, I'll take you to work!" Fang Chaoyang was tidying up his clothes.

"No need, you don't like staying in the procuratorate, it's not safe outside, go and have breakfast!" Hai Xiaozhou said softly.

Fang Chaoyang didn't insist, and went out for breakfast. Zhou Ling couldn't help asking what happened, but Hai Xiaozhou signaled Fang Chaoyang not to say it out.

After Hai Xiaozhou left, Fang Chaoyang cheered up and picked up the brush again.

Rehabilitation requires exercise, and writing calligraphy is his biggest hobby and cannot be lost because of it.

One morning, Fang Chaoyang spent his head practicing calligraphy. The symptoms of hand shaking were much better, but the headache continued and he could only be regarded as this pain did not exist.

During dinner, Hai Xiaozhou said something that Zhuang Zhiqi had been handed over to the Discipline Inspection Commission. The other party expressed great dissatisfaction and would conduct a re-investigation.

"They acted too sensitive!" Fang Chaoyang said.

"This kind of sensitivity is very strange. Fortunately, Zhuang Zhiqi signed the materials for the handprints. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get through the case." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"The case must be carried out quickly, otherwise, I don't know what it will develop into." Fang Chaoyang sighed.

"It's too complicated, I've worked hard enough." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"Of course I know, but now it seems that some people want to be in this state at the moment."

Hai Xiaozhou didn't say anything, and he thought so in his heart. The undercurrents were surging and he continued one after another. He couldn't imagine who was lurking behind him, which affected some people's judgment.

"Lian Kui hasn't explained yet?" Fang Chaoyang asked.

"No, I'm just holding on. I emphasize that he and Fuxia only know each other. I don't want to say more about the rest of the words, and I don't have the meaning of looseness yet."

"He knew very well that if he said too much, it might endanger the safety of his family."

"Xu Shouxing also thought so, but in the end he let go of this concern." Hai Xiaozhou snorted.

"I guess, Xu Shouxing suddenly understood something. The evidence he had was enough to prevent the latter from taking action easily, otherwise they would be all out."

"Maybe, it seems that he knows more than Lian Kui at the moment." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"How is Liu Yulai?"

"A significant progress has been made. He finally admitted that he shot Han Laijun three years ago and explained the location of the burial corpse, which is very special." Hai Xiaozhou said.

"It should be a very obvious place, but no one noticed it." Fang Chaoyang said.

"Reliable, it's the big pit left by Zuo Feihu."

"I'm so brave. It's very close to Qianjin Village and it's easy to find it." Fang Chaoyang was also surprised.
Chapter completed!