"What's up?"
Jun Zhi's shepherd asked in a cold voice, his handsome face already cold and stern, with an oppressive aura that made it difficult to approach.
"Soup, ginseng soup." Madam Fang immediately lowered her head slightly, not daring to meet his gaze, and explained in a flustered manner, "Young Master Zhimu, you haven't eaten anything today. I had someone stew ginseng soup for you. Have some."
Saying that, he quickly placed the stewed casserole in his hand on the table beside him.
The mistress's affairs were none of their servants', they naturally wouldn't dare to inquire. After putting down the ginseng soup, they should have turned and left, but Aunt Fang's expression was somewhat conflicted. She knew that Qiao Baier had left the Jun family two days ago, just two days, but it already felt like a long time.
If Qiao Baier is usually at home, their master would eat more, sometimes it's unclear whether she keeps him company or he keeps her company.
"Young Master Zhi Mu, uh..."
Fang Da Ma tidied up the empty dish and spoke, a little nervously, "Zhi Mu Shao Ye, if you have something on your mind, you should say it out loud... Just tell her directly. If you don't, she won't know."
She wouldn't know you think of her if you didn't say anything.
Lord Jun's expression froze, his eyes narrowed slightly as they settled on the elderly servant. Madam Fang involuntarily closed her mouth, not daring to say another word.
Everyone outside says their young master is a gifted child, but only the Jun family knows that their only grandson is lonely. His father is sickly and rarely interacts with him, he's distant from Jiang Meili, and the grandfather has a prickly personality and wouldn't possibly guide him gently. His whole childhood was cold and aloof, and it became even worse as he grew up.
They all knew that Jun Zhimu was not good at words, usually one look could scare people, let alone coax a woman. However, these days they often found him staring into the distance motionless, lost in thought. What he was thinking about naturally had to do with Qiao Bao'er.
Jun Zhi Mu did not make things difficult for Fang Da Ma, nor did he immediately drive her out. Instead, he fell silent and thought for a while, his lips as if he still wanted to ask Fang Da Ma something.
However, at this moment, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the corridor.
A tall and stern bodyguard in a formal suit stood at the door, "Young Master Jun, there's new news about the hospital incident."
Jun's shepherd instantly changed, lowered his voice, and said, "Go to the study."
Seeing their hurried expressions, Madam Fang naturally stepped aside to let them pass. Jun Zhimu and his bodyguard went to the study next door. She glanced at the abandoned ginseng soup in the bedroom and sighed.
<"The mistress didn't lie; that afternoon at the hospital, a woman did sneak into her ward and tried to suffocate her by covering her mouth and nose with a hospital pillow.>
Let her die.
The lights in the study were all on, as bright as day. The glare illuminated Jun Zhi Mu's face at the desk, giving him a rather cold and intimidating look.
This doesn't mean he doesn't care just because he hasn't mentioned it in a month.
Compared to Gu Ruyue taking people away, he was more annoyed by this string of conspiracy schemes. Who had the guts to want her dead...
The bodyguard didn't dare to look at Jun Zhi Mu's gloomy expression, he slightly turned his head and continued to report respectfully.
“The woman who broke into the mistress's ward at that time used a regular hospital nurse pass. According to the access records, she had specifically visited the infectious disease ward the day before the mistress was attacked and cleaned it up. Therefore, she is highly suspected of having delivered food to the mistress that morning, causing her intestinal infection, and deliberately delaying the handover time between medical staff to take advantage of the opportunity.”

"Nurse?"
Junshi, who had been silent until now, gritted his teeth and muttered those two words, "ordinary nurse?"
"No," the bodyguard looked up, his voice growing more serious, "a fake nurse."
Jun Zhi's shepherd's heart tightened, as if suppressing anger on the verge of eruption, "Good..." The drawn-out tail tone did not conceal the sinister killing intent.
The fake nurse, as expected, is no ordinary person.
“The other party stole a nurse's access card and entered the hospital normally. Due to the high volume of patients and medical staff every day, coupled with the fact that she wore a mask and was similar in build, no one noticed she was an imposter at first. It wasn't until today that city police discovered a female body that had been deceased for almost a month in an old apartment building…”
"The deceased woman's identity has been confirmed as the missing nurse we suspected before, but the forensic report states that this victim could not have murdered the young mistress. She was killed three days before the young mistress disappeared, and her body was violently contorted and forced into a refrigerator."
Saying that, the bodyguard handed up a leather document bag with a sealed strip from his hand, "This is the photos taken at the crime scene and by forensic identification."
Jun's shepherd took it impassively, quickly opening the document bag. He had seen all sorts of violent scenes, but when these photos appeared in his eyes, he couldn't help but crumple each one in his hand.
"The victim died from multiple fractures after being forcibly stuffed into a refrigerator that was half her size. Besides her wide, terrified eyes that stared blankly into death, there were no signs of blood or wounds on her body. She was killed instantly by someone who snapped her cervical vertebrae with incredible force."
Qiao Bao'er was facing such a cruel and ferocious person in the hospital that day.
Jun's expression grew increasingly grim as he slammed the photo in his hand onto the table. The bodyguards, who had been on high alert, were also deeply shocked. They couldn't believe that a woman could possess such strength to kill someone with her bare hands.
City police officers initially believed the perpetrator was male, but their investigation led them to be very certain that the culprit was a woman.
How could such a dangerous person appear in the midst of ordinary people's lives?
Outside, the night was pitch black. Jun Zhimu stared hard at the darkness, the unease in his chest growing larger and larger.
"Where is Tang Yu?"
After a while, the silence of the study was broken by his question.
"Tang Yu had always sent people to track Mrs. Shao's whereabouts. That day, after Mrs. Shao ate takeout and was admitted to the hospital, he rushed from the city to the City Hospital. He was unaware that someone had conspired to harm Mrs. Shao beforehand, and our investigation of the ward that day revealed that Tang Yu should have gotten into a physical altercation with the other party."
The bodyguard paused, then summarized in a low voice, "The person who intended to harm the young mistress that day was neither Xia Chuxue nor Tang Yu's arrangement."
Such a result is the worst possible outcome.
Who is it... <<<
The heavy clouds above gradually dispersed, and the hazy moonlight cast a chill upon the ground. Under the pale moon, Jun Zhimu's face had become grim with worry.
The bodyguard had finished his report and, with a respectful nod, withdrew.
And this night was destined to be sleepless.
Fang Da Ma was in charge of all matters big and small at Junjia Dongyuan. Even at the dead of night, she would make a special trip to the second floor. The ginseng soup in the bedroom had long since gone cold, but the light from under the door of the study next door stayed on until dawn.