At dusk.

Lu Chen, who returned to the small western-style building, did not see Uncle Huang.

According to the past, at this time, Uncle Huang had already prepared the meal.

Even if he is outside, the other party will call and ask.

It can be said that he is very caring.

However, not only did not cook today, but even the people disappeared, which was really strange.

Just as I was wondering, the ringtone of my cell phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Huang Yinyin.

"Uncle! Not good! Something happened to my dad!"

As soon as she spoke, her tone became particularly rapid.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Lu Chen's face turned solemn.

"A just called the hospital and said that my dad was seriously injured and almost died!" Huang Yinyin said.

"Why would Uncle Huang be beaten when he is kind to others?" Lu Chen frowned slightly.

Uncle Huang is cautious and smiles whenever he sees him.

Such people will not make enemies with others, logically speaking.

"I don't know the specific situation. I'm taking a bus to the hospital."

“Which hospital?”

"Nanya Hospital."

"Okay, I'll come here right away."

Lu Chen said nothing, hung up the phone and took a taxi out.

In less than twenty minutes, I arrived at the hospital.

At this moment, in a ward.

Uncle Huang was covered in bandages, only his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were exposed, and he looked dying.

Huang Yinyin paced back and forth anxiously, a little at a loss.

After all, he was just a seventeen-year-old high school student and had never seen any big scenes.

Now that the only relative is beaten like this, it is inevitable that he is a little panicked.

"Yinyin, how about Uncle Huang?"

At this time, Lu Chen suddenly walked into the ward in a hurry.

"Uncle! You are finally here!"

When Huang Yinyin saw it, she seemed to have found the backbone and hurriedly said, "The doctor just said that my father had many fractures on his body, his internal organs were damaged, and his skin and flesh were covered with various scars. It seemed that he had been tortured."

"Terror?"

Lu Chen frowned: "Have you offended anyone in the past?"

"No!"

Huang Yinyin immediately shook her head: "My father is honest and honest, born timid, and never offends others easily."

Lu Chen didn't say anything, walked to Huang Bo's bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to explore his pulse.

The next second, his face became gloomy.

Although Huang Bo’s injuries were not fatal, the methods used were extremely cruel.

The perpetrator deliberately avoids the key position in order to better torture people.

Let you taste the pain.

If you can do this, you either have a deep hatred or a pure pervert.

"Uncle Huang, can you hear me talking?"

Lu Chen asked softly.

Huang Bo's eyelids shook, then slowly opened them, his voice hoarse and weak: "Lu...Mr. Lu."

"Uncle Huang, don't worry, I will cure you."

Lu Chen said with a serious look on his face: "Now, I will ask you a few questions, and you must tell me honestly."

"Yes..." Huang Bo nodded slightly.

"I'll ask you, who made you like this?" Lu Chen straightened the point.

"No...I don't know, I went to Huangfu's house to deliver medicinal wine today. Someone deliberately made things difficult for me and tortured me." A trace of fear flashed in Huang Bo's eyes.

"Medicinal wine?"
Chapter completed!