Chapter 833 This Is Sleeping Pills! (1)

Shen Liangchuan's pupils shrank, he looked back at Qiao Lian, then ignored them and went upstairs.

He entered the study and then said: "Send it to my mailbox."

"It has been sent."

"Um."

"Brother Shen?"

"Um?"

"I checked the information and confirmed that Mo Wuxin... is indeed dead."

When Shen Liangchuan heard this, his heart sank. After a while, he said, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he sat behind the desk and fixed his gaze on a certain position on the desk.

When Mo Wuxin died, he actually did not see his body with his own eyes.

He still remembered that day was the day when he made an appointment to meet Qiao Lian.

He was in the cafe and saw her.

She was on the phone with her best friend at the time.

He just looked at her steadily.

Later, he received a text message from Song Yuanxi:

[Song Yuanxi: My brother is dead. 】

Four simple words, but he stood up suddenly, left the cafe without saying a word, and went straight to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, Mo Wuxin's body had already been pushed into the morgue.

Later, after the cremation, we entered the cemetery.

Therefore, he never saw Mo Wuxin's body from beginning to end.

At this moment, his information is in the computer.

He took a deep breath and turned on the computer.

Mo Wuxin's information suddenly appeared.

Car accident, internal bleeding, ineffective rescue, death.

Photos of Mo Wuxin when he was in a car accident, lying on the bed in the hospital, photos of the moment of death...

Even when he died, his eyes were not closed.

He opened his eyes, but could not see anything. He was bleeding heavily from his body, and he was spitting out donated blood from his mouth...

It can be seen from the photos that he was in great pain before his death.

This knowledge made Shen Liangchuan feel as if his heart was being grabbed by something, and it was so painful that he stretched out his hand and pressed it on his heart.

Mo Wuxin... Mo Wuxin!

He closed the computer screen with a snap.

But the person was breathing heavily.

He never knew that Mo Wuxin died like this.

He clenched his fists tightly.

After a while, the study door was knocked. He raised his head and saw Qiao Lian standing at the door, looking at him tentatively, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Only then did Shen Liangchuan notice that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

He stood up, "You go first, I'll be right back."

Qiao Lian nodded and backed out.

Shen Liangchuan took a deep breath, opened the drawer, picked up the sleeping pills, and had just taken one when the study door was pushed open again, and Qiao Lian stood there, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I took a shower."

The invitation should not be too obvious.

But before Shen Liangchuan's eyes, Mo Wuxin's appearance when he died appeared.

He only felt waves of nausea welling up in his heart.

He frowned and nodded, "Yeah."

He stood up and followed Qiao Lian into the bedroom. He took a bath towel and went to take a shower.

But after coming out of the shower, he found that Qiao Lian was not outside.

He walked out doubtfully and looked at his study with the light on.

When she walked over and opened the door, she saw Qiao Lian looking up and taking a sip of water. In her hand, she was holding the bottle of sleeping pills imported from abroad!

Shen Liangchuan's pupils narrowed: "What are you doing?!"

Qiao Lian waved her hand, "I'll take a few of the vitamins you usually take!"