With this confusion in mind, he thought for a long time while sitting in front of the computer. Eventually, unable to restrain himself any longer, he inserted the USB drive into the computer.
The moment the image appeared, when he saw his daughter Nangong Feifei standing inside the elevator, Nangong Mingchuan froze momentarily. Then, his brow slightly furrowed.
The elevator descended from the third floor, and according to the date displayed, it must have been when Yuyan woke up and came back to the hospital. At that time, they should have all been in the ward. Why would Feifei leave at that time?
Moreover, judging by her expression, she seemed somewhat flustered as she entered the elevator.
The first video clip was very short and quickly jumped to the next one.
In the frame, a young nurse in uniform stood inside the elevator.
Nangong Mingchuan was startled again. Why had Qin Sijue shown him this video? He shouldn’t have recognized this nurse.
When he noticed the date displayed in the top right corner, Nangong Mingchuan’s brow tightened, and his face suddenly turned quite grave.
This date matched the night he and Yuyan had fallen, and the time was before their fall...
What exactly was it? What was Qin Sijue trying to convey?
Looking at the figure in the elevator, Nangong Mingchuan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
Although her beautiful long hair was tied up, and her face was covered by a mask, revealing only a pair of eyes, how could he not recognize his own daughter by her physique, by her eyes!
Why would Feifei disguise herself as a nurse to go to the hospital?
Nangong Mingchuan looked astounded, his face even turning somewhat pale.
Could it be that this whole conspiracy was orchestrated by Feifei?
No, why would she do such a thing?
He knew she didn’t like Yuyan, but surely not to the extent of taking her life. If she really despised her that much, she would have acted long ago; why wait until now?
In the Nangong Family, she had many opportunities to act; there was no reason to wait until now.
At this moment, Nangong Mingchuan’s heart was in turmoil, overwhelmed by disbelief.
Just then, his phone suddenly rang.
Glancing at the screen that lit up, Nangong Mingchuan immediately unplugged the USB drive and answered his wife’s call.
"Mingchuan, I have a question for you,"
Nangong Mingchuan frowned, "What is it?"
"On the day I fell, were you the first one to find me?"
Although puzzled by his wife’s sudden inquiry, recalling the events of that day, Nangong Mingchuan nodded, "Yes, I checked the time and saw you hadn’t returned, so I went out to find you. I was about to take the stairs because the elevator was broken when I turned around and heard your voice coming from the stairwell. By the time I ran over, you had already fallen down the stairs and were unconscious."
Based on the timing, he was very quick. It took him at most half a minute to rush over.
However, before he could reach her, he also fell.
"Did you see a medical report, then?"
Hearing this, Nangong Mingchuan was taken aback, his brow furrowing slightly, "What report?"
"The one I was holding, I was clutching a report tightly." She remembered clearly that when she found out about Qiangwei’s origins, she had clenched the paper tightly, even as she fell down the stairs, and held onto it until she lost consciousness.
Nangong Mingchuan frowned and thought for a while; he indeed hadn’t seen any paper.
"I didn’t see it, could it have been lost there?"