After speaking, she turned the handle and opened the door, but instead of going in, she made a gesture of invitation.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Fuhai hesitated instead, stood at the door and looked at her hesitantly, thinking it was some kind of trap.

"Uncle, why don't you go in? Dad is recuperating inside." Qin Ke'er said lightly after gesturing inside.

There was a faint smile on her face, which made Zhou Fuhai feel more and more haunted.

However, we have already arrived here. Looking back at this time, not only could we not solve the doubts in my heart, but it also seemed that I was completely cowarded. I looked at her deeply, gritted my teeth, and walked in quickly.

As he walked in, he smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, I heard that you are sick, let me come and see...you..."

Before the end of the sentence was finished, Qin Ke'er had already followed in, and closed the door with a "bang".

"Sister, brother-in-law?"

Zhou Fuhai was a little surprised.

Surprisingly, the person was really inside, but... Qin Zheng, who was lying on the bed, didn't seem to be simply sick and didn't move at all?

"Brother-in-law?" He called out again, but the person on the bed paid no attention to him and didn't even open his eyes.

Subconsciously turned her head to look at Qin Ke'er, and saw that she closed the door in front of the door, and felt that the whole thing was weird.

"Ke'er, your father is..."

"It's said that Dad is sick, uncle, you must believe it. Now that you have seen it with your own eyes, I didn't lie to you, right?" Qin Ke'er calmed down now.

I wanted to hide it from him before, my mind was running fast thinking of ways to say something, how to make the refusal less abrupt and drive him away as quickly as possible.

Now, simply letting him see it with his own eyes made him feel less uneasy.

"What is your father's disease?" Suppressing the panic in his heart, Zhou Fuhai took two steps forward and took a look to make sure that the person was still breathing, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, they are so close, they are talking again, and no one has woken up. This is definitely not as simple as just falling asleep.

"Dad is not sick, he is poisoned." Qin Keer said with his back against the door panel, "So uncle, can you understand my difficulties now?"

"The reason? What reason?" After blinking, Zhou Fuhai was a little confused, "Your father was poisoned? How did he get poisoned? What kind of poison was he poisoned?"

"I want to know too. It's a pity..." Looking at him, I wanted to say that it's a pity that my cousin is dead, but when the words came to my lips, I took a detour and swallowed them.

"What's the pity?" Zhou Fuhai asked.

Qin Keer shook his head, "Uncle, you have to help me with this matter!"

"Help... you?" Swallowing, Zhou Fuhai was a little nervous, "How can I help you?"

Taking a step forward and looking at him, Qin Keer whispered, "You have also seen Dad's situation now, and you also know that there have been a lot of people looking for Dad recently, and I almost can't handle it. So, you You have to help me hide it from them!�

"Why?!" Zhou Fuhai didn't understand. "You said your father was poisoned. Then send him to the hospital quickly, and you just let him lie here? Also, how do you know that your father is poisoned, not sick or something else? So He has been lying like this these past few days?!"

Facing Zhou Fuhai's question, Qin Keer pursed her lips and nodded, "Yes!"

Before he could speak, he continued, "As for the poisoning of my father, there is no doubt about it, and...doesn't uncle know that my father was poisoned?"

She asked tentatively, but Zhou Fuhai opened his mouth and yelled, "How would I know! Could it be that I poisoned your father?!"

He looked very angry, but he didn't look like he was evading in a panic. Qin Ke'er thought about it for a while. With Zhou Xiao's behavior and way of doing things, he was young enough to have the intention to poison himself for a long time, while his uncle and aunt But they don't know that they probably don't know about dad this time either. JrNovels.com