Bai Qing's words made her parents fall into silence again. They didn't even notice that Zhang Heng had walked away for a short while.
When he hung up the phone and walked back, Bai Qing's mother finally stood up from the ground, but she refused to approach her husband no matter what.
The middle-aged man stood there with a cold face, making Bai Qing, who was stuck in the middle, feel a little helpless.
The middle-aged man snorted, "Look after your mother. I'll go get the car."
"No, I don't want to go to the hospital!" Bai Qing's mother immediately became hysterical.
Her reaction made Bai Qing believe that she was really traumatized by something.
"Then, why don't we go home first?" Bai Qing hesitated.
"No, I don't want to go home! I don't want to stay with your father anymore, "Bai Qing's mother insisted." He is not the same person he used to be. I can feel it. "
"Your mind is in a mess now, and you need treatment," the middle-aged man said with a blank expression. "Once the treatment is done, I will bring you back."
As he spoke, he reached out to grab Bai Qing's mother's hand.
But in the next moment, a hand pressed down on his arm.
"Why don't both of you calm down first?" Zhang Heng said, "As you said, Auntie's mental condition is a little unstable now. It's not good to force her. It's better to let her stay in a hotel for a few days, and you can negotiate with her later."
"You haven't left yet?" When the middle-aged man saw Zhang Heng, a look of anger appeared on his face. He tried to push Zhang Heng's arm away with his other hand, but to no avail. Zhang Heng's strength was much stronger than he thought, so he tried to push Zhang Heng's chest instead. However, Zhang Heng easily pushed his hand away.
"You … don't do it." At this time, Bai Qing was the most anxious person. She was so anxious that she was about to cry. Her parents were already in a mess, and she still hadn't figured out why they suddenly quarreled. On the other hand, Zhang Heng had a conflict with her father.
But the next moment, a faint siren could be heard in the distance.
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Zhang Heng fiercely. "Did you call the police?"
"It's not me," Zhang Heng shook his head. "I just told my friend who came with me to go back first."
Unlike the middle-aged man's panic, Bai Qing's mother, on the other hand, was overjoyed when she heard the sirens. "Police! Are the police finally here?"
After a while, a police car drove into the neighborhood, and two policemen alighted from it.
One of them who was slightly fatter said, "Who called the police just now?"
"Me, me, me!" Bai Qing's mother immediately ran up.
"What's going on? You didn't explain it clearly over the phone. You just gave me an address," the fat policeman said as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"It's my husband. He wants to harm me. Officer, you came at the right time." Bai Qing's mother held the fat policeman's hand and said with a solemn expression.
The chubby policeman was stunned and asked doubtfully, "Are you saying that your husband wants to harm you?"
"Sorry, my wife is a little mentally unstable." At the same time, he reached into his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes. "You guys came all the way here for nothing."
The chubby policeman waved his hand again and again, "No, no, no. I don't smoke. We have a law enforcement recorder here." After that, he looked at Bai Qing's mother again, "Sister, what's going on? Can you tell me?"
"My husband has been a little abnormal recently. It's like he has become a complete stranger," Bai Qing's mother said. "Not only does he look at me like a different person, but he also talks like a different person. He also comes home at a different time every day, and he suddenly changed the clock on the bedroom wall."
"Uh, is there a problem with changing the clock or something?" the chubby policeman asked.
"I didn't think there was a problem at first, but when I cleaned up today, I took it off and wiped it. Only then did I realize that something was wrong."
"What's wrong?"
At this point, Bai Qing's mother seemed to recall the horrible scene she saw when she checked the clock. The expression on her face became nervous again, and she said nervously, "That … that watch has a camera hidden in it."
"Camera? You mean … "
"Yes, it's the kind of pinhole camera that always appears in small hotels or homestays in the news."
The chubby policeman and his colleague looked at each other.
"Are you saying that your husband installed a pinhole camera in his bedroom?"
"Yes, and then I found one in the living room, study room, and toilet …" Bai Qing's mother covered her mouth. "Only then did I know that no matter what I do every day, he can see everything."
"Why … did your husband peep at you?" the chubby policeman asked.
"I don't know. As I said, we have been married for twenty years. He wasn't like this before. He came home late today, and I wanted to ask him about the camera. I didn't expect him to pull a long face as soon as he closed the door. He glared at me fiercely, then he pushed me to the ground, strangled me, grabbed my hair, and dragged me out," Bai Qing's mother said, choking.
The way the chubby policeman looked at the middle-aged man changed. "Why are you like this? No matter what happens, you and your wife can talk it out. How can you just beat me up like this?"
The middle-aged man did not say anything after hearing this. He just stood there and stared at his wife coldly.
There was no emotion in his eyes, and he looked a little panicky in the dark night.
The chubby policeman said again, "So, it's actually nothing serious here. Is it just a family dispute?"
"How can it be nothing serious? He kept strangling me, and I almost suffocated," Bai Qing's mother said while showing the strangulation marks on her neck. Bai Qing's mother said while showing the strangulation marks on her neck to the policeman. "I used all my strength to kick him away, and I escaped with my life. Officer, you can't let him get close to me again."
"But he is your husband," the chubby policeman said. "You two have been together for twenty years. Sister, you have been through a lot, and your son and daughter are all grown up. It's not worth it to separate because of this."
"I don't have such a good son." The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Heng and snorted.
"Then, you are?" The chubby policeman was confused.
"I am their daughter's classmate," Zhang Heng said.
"Do you live here too?"
"No, I live in Yibei District."
"Wait a minute. What are you doing here in Yibei District?"
"He's here to send me home," Bai Qing said, blushing.
After that, he looked at Bai Qing's mother again, "Sister, I think you two should communicate with each other. If it doesn't work out, you can ask the neighborhood committee to mediate. If there's nothing else, we will leave first. There was quite a lot of trouble today. Just now, a group of drunkards smashed someone's head and caused them to bleed."
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