Chapter 200 Hua Wanjun

Deliberate approach and companionship with ulterior motives have paved the way for that momentary illusion. In that moment of heartbeat, Sheng Chengcheng was missed for the rest of his life.

Bai Rushuang couldn't help but shuddered: "So, the car accident involving Sheng Chengcheng's parents was not an accident at all, but man-made?"

Chen Jin expressed doubts: "The investigation report said that the car accident was caused by brake failure, resulting in a car crash and death. If the brakes were artificially damaged, there would definitely be clues found during the on-site inspection, but the report did not mention it.

and this.”

"Having said that, I still feel that this matter is inescapably related to Hua Rongchang." Wei Qingsong analyzed slowly.

"The brakes will not suddenly fail. If you are a frequent driver, you will be able to detect abnormalities quickly and make repairs in time to avoid disaster. Since Sheng Chengcheng's parents hired Hua Rongchang as a driver, it means that they do not usually drive themselves.

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"If Hua Rongchang knew in advance that his employer had a private trip and did not need a driver, and deliberately concealed the damage to the brakes, then an accident would have occurred naturally and no one would suspect him."

"Of course, this is just my speculation. Only Hua Rongchang himself knows what the facts are."

Xiao Song had already clenched his fists. When he heard this, he stood up righteously: "Then let's interrogate Hua Rongchang now!"

"No." Lu Jingming stopped him and slowly raised his eyes, "Before that, we should meet Mr. Hua Wan first."

Hua Wanjun turned her back to the door, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, and looked up out of the window.

Hua Wanjun's ward is at the end of the third floor.

Everyone uniformly turned their attention to Wei Qingsong.

He opened the paper bag, carefully put it aside, and placed a thick stack of records on the table.

But this seems to make sense.

Wei Qingsong thought for a while and asked: "How is Hua Wanjun's current condition? Can we go and see?"

By the time her self-injurious behavior was discovered, Hua Wanjun's symptoms were already severe.

"It's not serious. I can only say that she is a very special patient." The dean sighed.

The dean was a kind-hearted middle-aged man. After learning the purpose of their visit, he personally received them in the dean's office.

The dean meticulously sealed the files as they were and returned them to their original place.

When I was three years old, I witnessed my father's violence against my mother.

He is ruthless to the innocent girls in Liyang Hotel, but he cares about his own children.

He skillfully pulled out a brown paper bag from the filing cabinets on the entire wall behind him.

Unexpectedly, Hua Wanjun is actually a bipolar patient.

Zheng Xun nodded slowly.

It rained continuously, and the raindrops drifted into the corridor in a slant way, and a large pool of water accumulated in front of the door.

Wei Qingsong listened quietly to the dean's narration and understood it clearly.

"Hua Wanjun's illness records over the years are all here."

Wei Qingsong also looked away calmly.

Seeing how Hua Hengchen was brought up to have such a domineering character, you know that Hua Rongchang dotes on his children.

Zheng Xun shrugged and glanced at the computer screen: "The name is quite long, what is it called, bipolar disorder."

Song Zhiyuan was originally sent by the branch for exchange and study. He offered to help, and Lu Jingming naturally would not refuse.

This will of course cause deep psychological trauma to a young child.

Song Guifan held back and said nothing, but the veins exposed on his clenched fists betrayed his true unsettled emotions.

Lu Jingming picked up the files, handed them to Wei Qingsong, and asked: "These years? In other words, she has been sick for many years. Is her illness serious?"

Lu Jingming frowned: "What disease?"

"The first time she came to our nursing home, she was only ten years old. Her father discovered that she had a tendency to self-harm, so he sent her for treatment. She showed signs of recovery along the way and was taken home."

"good."

It's rainy again today, and shrouded in gray mist, the old nursing home standing on the outskirts of the remote city seems a bit deserted and lonely.

The door was closed tightly, and a small glass window was embedded in the door, so that the scene inside could be seen clearly.

In order to keep his careless eldest daughter safe for the rest of her life, he could only break his teeth and swallow it, silently acquiescing to all charges.

"Yusen Sanitarium..." Xiao Song repeated in a low voice with a confused expression, and then his eyes widened, "Mental hospital?!"

"Without further delay, let's leave now." Lu Jingming stood up and looked at Wei Qingsong, "I'll go with you."

"No, although we introduced electronic medical records a few years ago, I am still used to using this kind of paper file."

Xiao Song was about to turn around when he heard Zheng Xun say slowly: "No need to look for it."

"Sorry, you two, can I go with you? It's easy to feel sleepy on a rainy day, so I just stretch my muscles. Maybe I can be of some help."

The cause of her illness stems from her family.

"Bring out Hua Wanjun's information." Lu Jingming knocked on the table and ordered in a deep voice.

Wei Qingsong and him looked at each other in tacit understanding and nodded in agreement: "Yes, the reason why the Hua family and his son confessed all the crimes so quickly is probably because of Hua Wanjun. She is the bottom line of the Hua family and his son, and also for us

The breakthrough point.”

Hua Rongchang had not studied for a few years and was only thinking about making money. He did not pay attention to the mental health of his children at all.

"Of course, don't worry, we know what's going on." Seeing that he was willing to let go, Wei Qingsong immediately responded.

"Within half a year, she self-harmed again and was sent to a nursing home. After doing this several times, we discovered that the reason why the child's condition was so volatile was because of her family."

Song Zhiyuan also stood up, yawned sleepily, and rubbed his messy hair casually.

Lu Jingming organized the files and returned them.

It's a lie to want to stretch my muscles, but it's true that I don't want to work with Song Guifan.

In the next year, I witnessed with my own eyes how my mother was imprisoned and tortured to death.

Most of the people present have no research on psychology, so naturally they are unfamiliar with this term.

The dean still had to deal with other matters, so he called a nurse and asked her to accompany him throughout the process. He also gave a few special words of caution.

He paused and continued: "She is in Yusen Nursing Home."

He carefully removed the rope above and said with emotion: "Since our sanatorium was built in the early 1990s and has been in operation to this day, many new-age facilities and systems have just begun to be introduced."

I originally thought that by finding Hua Wanjun, I could pry open the stone-hard mouths of the Hua family father and son.

So, the three of them set off together to Yusen Sanatorium.

"Oh, good!"

The dean hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Of course you can take a look, but you can't say anything irritating to the patient."

It took nearly an hour to read through Hua Wanjun's medical records over the past ten years.

Wei Qingsong also slowly frowned: "This is tricky. Although bipolar patients have not lost their personal will, they are not suitable for questioning. We can only go to the dean to understand the situation before making plans."

As he spoke, his eyes swept across Song Guifan's body without stopping.

The blue and white striped hospital gown was a bit too wide, making her back look even thinner.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

The wide sleeves slid down to the elbows, revealing fair skin. Under the dim skylight, it looked a bit cold and made the black wristbands on the wrists more conspicuous.

Wei Qingsong stared at the black wristband for two seconds and frowned slightly: "She still has self-abandonment behavior?"
Chapter completed!