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Chapter 1354: Yun Rui's sincerity: The "suspect" returns to the scene

The surveillance screen in the dean's office glowed with a cold light. Su Xingya tapped the timeline with her fingertips, and the picture froze at 3:40 in the morning.

A figure in a black hoodie paused at the door of the VIP ward, with the brim of the hat pulled down very low, but when he turned around, half of a familiar watch was revealed - it was a limited edition Patek Philippe, and the diamonds inlaid on the bezel glowed faintly in the night vision mode. Qi Ruixiang had worn it at Gu Yunqian's birthday party, and she would never make a mistake.

"Dean Lu, please give me a copy of this video." Su Xingya's voice was calm, but her eyes were fixed on the figure on the screen. Yesterday, Ye Muxue's heart rate fluctuated suddenly. The nurse said it was a malfunction of the equipment, but combined with this mysterious visitor, her suspicions grew.

Lu Jinqi handed over the USB drive and said hesitantly, "Ms. Su, you suspect..."

"It's hard to say right now." Su Xingya put away the USB drive, her fingertips rubbing the cool metal casing repeatedly. "But what happened to the Gu family this time is so strange. Every clue seems to have been carefully arranged. Even the timing of Lao Zhang's confession was just perfect."

As she left the dean's office, the corridor's sensor lights came on. Su Xingya looked out the window at the dense, indistinct night...

At three o'clock the next morning, Su Xingya hid in the shadows of the emergency exit. Her black windbreaker blended seamlessly into the night. She had calculated that since this person had come last night, there was a high probability that he would return tonight.

At 3:35, light footsteps were heard from the end of the corridor. Su Xingya held her breath as the figure in the black hoodie reappeared in front of the glass door. His movements were exactly the same as in the surveillance video: the decoder unlocked, he moved sideways to avoid the surveillance camera, and stopped at the door of Ye Muxue's ward.

"Mr. Qi, it's not very polite to visit you so late at night and leave without saying hello, right?" Su Xingya walked out from the shadows, her voice particularly clear in the silent corridor.

The figure turned sharply, revealing the face beneath the brim of his hat in the green light of the emergency lights—it was indeed Qi Ruixiang. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He reached out and took off his hat, revealing his neatly groomed hair. "Su Xingya? Why are you here?"

"I should be asking you that." Su Xingya took two steps forward, closing the distance between them to three meters. "Yang Xiaotang is in her late pregnancy and needs care, yet you showed up at the hospital two nights in a row, and so furtively. Don't you think you should explain, Mr. Qi?"

Qi Ruixiang leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Explain? Do I need to report to you when I come to visit my former elders? Or does the current Gu family require your approval even for visitors?"

"Visiting an elder?" Su Xingya sneered, her eyes falling on his watch. "Do you need to dress so discreetly? Do you need to use a decoder to avoid security? Mr. Qi, do you think the hospital's surveillance cameras are just for show, or do you think I'm a fool?"

Qi Ruixiang's expression changed slightly, but he still pretended to be calm: "I just don't want to be photographed by the media, so as not to cause trouble for both the Yang and Gu families. You should know that my current status is not suitable for me to be associated with the Gu family."

"Not suitable?" Su Xingya pressed on, her tone suddenly turning cold. "Then how do you explain Ms. Ye's sudden heart rate fluctuation when you came last night? And how do you explain the nurse discovering that her IV line had been tampered with this morning?"

This sentence was like a thunderclap, and Qi Ruixiang's body froze instantly. He stood up straight, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "What do you mean by this? Do you suspect it was me?"

"Isn't it worth doubting?" Su Xingya's voice was full of unquestionable power. "If something happens to the Gu family, who will be the biggest beneficiary?"

Qi Ruixiang clenched his fists in his pockets, his knuckles turning white. "Yunqian and I have been together for many years. Even if we have parted ways now, you shouldn't think of me like this. You are forcing me to draw a line!"

"Draw a clear line?" Su Xingya pulled out her phone and pulled up a photo—it was a picture of Qi Ruixiang and Yang Bin meeting at a teahouse last week. The two sat in a private room, a document spread out before them. The words "Gu Group" could be vaguely seen. "You and Yang Bin were secretly discussing the Gu family's project, and you're still talking about drawing a clear line? Mr. Qi, your acting is really poor."

Qi Ruixiang looked at the photo and suddenly laughed, his laughter full of self-mockery. "You checked it out very clearly. But I can tell you that what we were discussing that day was Yang Xiaotang's confinement center, not some Gu family project. If you don't believe me, you can ask the waiter at the teahouse, or check the surveillance in the private room."

"Surveillance?" Su Xingya raised an eyebrow. "Do you think Yang Bin would leave such obvious evidence?"

Their gazes clashed in the air, like two unsheathed swords, neither willing to back down. The corridor's emergency lights suddenly flickered, their green light flickering, distorting their shadows, like the mutual suspicions of a war without gunpowder.

"Mrs. Gu..." Qi Ruixiang's tone softened, but still carried a note of caution. "I know you're anxious now and want to find the person who harmed the Gu family. But please understand, Gu Yunxi and I are over it. I just want to take good care of Yang Xiaotang and the child. There's no need to get involved in the Gu family's affairs."

"Nothing?" Su Xingya took out the USB flash drive from yesterday's surveillance video and waved it in front of him. "Then why did you come here two nights in a row? Why did you avoid the surveillance? Why did you stay at the door of my mother's ward for so long? Mr. Qi, you're not going to tell me you came here to tuck her in?"

Qi Ruixiang's face darkened. "I admit, I was worried about Mr. Gu and Ms. Ye. After all, they treated me well in the past. But I didn't touch any equipment or the IV tube. If you have evidence proving it was me, feel free to call the police. If not, don't spit bloody words at me here."

"Evidence?" Su Xingya's voice was a little tired, but still firm. "The perpetrator will always return to the scene. This is basic common sense in criminal investigation. Your father-in-law is a police officer, you must know this."

"In that case, I have nothing to say." Qi Ruixiang put his hat back on and turned to leave. "Believe it or not, it's up to you, but I warn you, don't bother Yang Xiaotang, otherwise I won't let you go."

When she returned to the ward, Gu Mingcheng's fingers suddenly moved. Just as she was about to move closer to take a closer look, she was interrupted by footsteps!

The nurse came in to change the IV bottle and saw Su Xingya standing by the bed. She whispered, "Miss Su, I just checked Ms. Ye's ward and found a footprint on the windowsill. It looked like a man's leather shoe print."

Su Xingya's pupils suddenly constricted, and she immediately followed the nurse to Ye Muxue's ward. On the dusty windowsill, a size 42 leather shoe print was clearly imprinted, the edges showing signs of wear—exactly the same pair of Oxfords that Qi Ruixiang often wore.

"Call the police." Su Xingya took out her phone, her fingertips trembling slightly from the exertion. "Have the police collect fingerprints and footprints. Also, check all the surveillance cameras around the hospital. I want to know Qi Ruixiang's whereabouts over the past two nights."

The nurse hesitated and said, "But... Dean..."

"He'll agree." Su Xingya's voice was as cold as ice. "Rather than the patient's safety being compromised and the news getting out, the correct attitude in handling the situation is what's most important."

The sky outside the window gradually brightened, and the morning light shone through the glass onto the footprints on the windowsill, like a silent mockery. Su Xingya looked at the footprints and suddenly remembered Qi Ruixiang's eyes just now - anger mixed with grievance, determination hidden with panic.

The doubts in her heart grew heavier and heavier. Was this man an innocent visitor, or a murderer hiding in the dark?