Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 642 - 269.【Dew of Summer】Result._4

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 moment they set off from Qingshui Bay Villa, the road was smooth, even the roads that were usually jammed 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 somewhat 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 time 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 something to drink first?"

She didn’t know the reason behind it, but, but the results...

All of Wanxia’s thoughts were on the medical results; she hadn’t noticed Qin Zhenzhen was deliberately stalling for time. She merely thought her own panting appearance was unbecoming and assumed Qin Zhenzhen was showing concern.

Once her breathing calmed a bit, she looked at Qin Zhenzhen with a courteous smile, "I’m fine, not thirsty."

Qin Zhenzhen wanted to say something 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 moment Wanxia picked up the file to the moment she took out the document, 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 remembered to breathe, relaxing to allow air into her nose.

The documents 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 medical 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 document on the table, rubbed her eyes, and picked it up again.

But it was exactly the same as what she read just now.

The second time, the third time...

It was the same.

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 meant.

All the crimes Qiu Zheng committed were beyond the reach of legal penalties because... he was mentally 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 times 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 outcome.

Qin Zhenzhen, looking at Wanxia’s expression, seemed 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 remembered that he was a doctor, with his own professional ethics.

He rationally explained, "Mental torment from guilt and remorse, along with the environment and daily medications, 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 medically determine that."

Wanxia no longer looked at the words on the A4 paper, placing the documents 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 welcome."

"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." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"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 home and rest."

Wanxia drank the hot coffee; the bitterness on her tongue made her alert, and her icy body seemed 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 me."

There was a hint of youthful charm in her final sentence.

This time, 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 home 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 time to accept this unchangeable fact.

She indeed wasn’t in the mood to entertain guests, so she stood up, gracefully replying, "...Alright."