He understood this reasoning, and of course, Wanxia wouldn’t be confused.
Taking a step towards the car, "Let’s go."
...
Perhaps even the heavens understood Wanxia’s anxious mood. From the mont they set off from Qingshui Bay Villa, the road was smooth, even the roads that were usually jamd were clear today.
Yuan Yi was skillful with his driving, and they reached the café in just forty minutes.
After getting out of the car, Wanxia walked hurriedly, almost jogging into the café.
Because she was wearing high heels, the jogging was sowhat difficult, and her breathing was unsteady.
Sitting down, she smiled apologetically, "Doctor Sheng, Qin Zhenzhen, sorry to keep you waiting."
She had been anxious the whole way.
So after a brief greeting, she asked Sheng Boyan, "...What are the results?"
The anticipation in her eyes was clear to the two people sitting opposite her.
The last ti Qin Zhenzhen was here with Wanxia, they had afternoon coffee, and she knew Wanxia only drank unsweetened black coffee. She had just ordered it for her, not expecting Wanxia to arrive so soon.
She forced a weak smile, "Sister Wan Xia, why don’t you rest a bit and have sothing to drink first?"
She didn’t know the reason behind it, but, but the results...
All of Wanxia’s thoughts were on the dical results; she hadn’t noticed Qin Zhenzhen was deliberately stalling for ti. She rely thought her own panting appearance was unbecoming and assud Qin Zhenzhen was showing concern.
Once her breathing cald a bit, she looked at Qin Zhenzhen with a courteous smile, "I’m fine, not thirsty."
Qin Zhenzhen wanted to say sothing else, but the man beside her took her hand, and as she turned her head, he shook his head at her.
Sooner or later she would have to know, delaying just a few minutes wouldn’t help much.
Sheng Boyan handed the file to Wanxia, "The front is all imaging and technical terms, which you might not understand. You can look directly at the conclusion on the last page."
Wanxia nodded, "Okay."
The seal on the file was already open, and from the mont Wanxia picked up the file to the mont she took out the docunt, although it was a simple action, it took her a full minute.
She held her breath.
When the oxygen in her lungs was no longer enough to sustain life, she rembered to breathe, relaxing to allow air into her nose.
The docunts were many, a stack about as thick as a thumb. The technical jargon in front was indeed unintelligible to Wanxia, and she didn’t have the patience to read it; she turned directly to the last page.
The judicial appraisal result based on the dical test was: Qiu Zheng, a psychiatric patient, has lost the ability to discern or control his own behavior, and therefore has no criminal responsibility.
When Wanxia first read this line, she thought she was seeing things because she hadn’t slept enough.
She placed the docunt on the table, rubbed her eyes, and picked it up again.
But it was exactly the sa as what she read just now.
The second ti, the third ti...
It was the sa.
So, Qiu Zheng really was a psychiatric patient, not faking it.
It was autumn, An City’s most pleasant season.
There was no air conditioning in the café, yet Wanxia felt cold throughout her body, from her feet to her fingers, as if frozen by ice.
All her reactions were completely exposed to Sheng Boyan and Qin Zhenzhen, and they all understood what the results ant.
All the cris Qiu Zheng committed were beyond the reach of legal penalties because... he was ntally ill.
Qin Zhenzhen pursed her lips and asked with concern, "Sister Wanxia, are you okay?"
Wanxia knew she should reply that she was okay, but she tried several tis and couldn’t say it.
She wasn’t okay, not in the slightest.
Four years ago, she was convinced that Qiu Zheng wasn’t truly insane, just a hitman hired by Shen Weiyi.
She never expected such an outco.
Qin Zhenzhen, looking at Wanxia’s expression, seed startled by the desolation in her eyes, wanting to comfort her but unable to utter a word, so she sat quietly.
No matter who was sitting opposite him and how bad their mood was, Sheng Boyan always rembered that he was a doctor, with his own professional ethics.
He rationally explained, "ntal tornt from guilt and remorse, along with the environnt and daily dications, can lead to pathological psychology."
Wanxia heard it clearly.
She could only accept it.
Her complexion was poor, even with light makeup, it was still noticeable. She softly asked, "Do you know how long he’s been ill?"
If four years ago she hadn’t been pregnant, hadn’t chosen to run away, hadn’t gone to the town to care for Xia Qian’s grandparents, instead of finding out the truth as soon as possible, would the result have been different?
Did she... did she give a murderer the chance to survive?
The waiter brought the coffee Qin Zhenzhen ordered for Wanxia to the table. After the waiter left, Sheng Boyan replied, "At present, there’s no way to dically determine that."
Wanxia no longer looked at the words on the A4 paper, placing the docunts back in the file.
"Thank you for your hard work, Doctor Sheng. You’re a friend of my brother and sister-in-law, so I won’t say more words of thanks."
She showed a polite smile to the two, as if the previous paleness and bleakness never existed.
Sheng Boyan smiled gently, "You’re welco."
"Qin Zhenzhen, what would you like to eat? Chinese or Western? I grew up in An City. Although I haven’t been around in recent years, I’m familiar with the old restaurants, even if I don’t know the new ones."
"Um..." Qin Zhenzhen was still a bit dazed by Wanxia’s quick emotional shift.
Sheng Boyan answered for her, "Wanxia, you don’t look too well. You could go ho and rest."
Wanxia drank the hot coffee; the bitterness on her tongue made her alert, and her icy body seed to warm up.
Her smile was polite and appropriate, "I’ve troubled Doctor Sheng with my matters for so many days. If I don’t let you two try An City’s specialty dishes before you leave, my brother might scold ."
There was a hint of youthful charm in her final sentence.
This ti, Qin Zhenzhen was the first to respond, "We’ve already changed our flight tickets and will head directly to the airport shortly. Sister Wanxia, you don’t need to see us off. Go ho and sleep a bit; you’ll find the world is still beautiful when you wake."
The world has its bleak sides, but there must also be beauty.
The shadows exist because of the light.
Wanxia watched the young girl give Sheng Boyan a look and hurriedly pulled him up, feeling amused.
She knew Zhenzhen was lying, and she also knew they were giving her ti to accept this unchangeable fact.
She indeed wasn’t in the mood to entertain guests, so she stood up, gracefully replying, "...Alright."
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