After pretending to be good and being spotted by the boss

Qin Yuzhi lowered his eyes, trying to hide the panic in his eyes.

Aunt Chen came down with the quilt in her arms, and moved out almost all the things that Que An had left in Qin Yu's room. I have to say, there are quite a lot of things? From toothpaste, toothbrush, face towel, to quilt and pillow, it was almost It is to move the bedroom into Qin Yu's room.

After Qin Yuzhi expressed his attitude, maybe it was enough to take advantage of it, but Que An didn't forcefully squeeze into his room like before, and the two?

Some time ago, I contacted the hospital in Germany and kept saying that the doctor was out and would not come back until several weeks later.

Yesterday the hospital took the initiative to contact and said that the doctor would be back next week, and Qin Yuzhi planned to leave in a few days for a follow-up visit.

One day before departure, Steward Liu walked in, holding a gray envelope in his hand, and handed it to Qin Yuzhi:

"Master, your letter."

Qin Yuzhi turned his head, and his eyes fell on the envelope? He put down his water glass and looked at the envelope:

"letter?"

Butler Liu was also very puzzled:

"Yeah, I was also surprised when the postman delivered it. You said that there are mobile phones with WeChat these days. It's strange who would write a letter if you don't spend a dime to send a message."

He just went to the garden to water the flowers when he received this envelope. There was no signature on the letter, and it looked blank. The person delivering the letter wore a gray hat and lowered the brim of his hat. After delivering the letter, he left in a hurry because The reason for not wearing a postman uniform, butler Liu took a special look at it and was deeply impressed.

Qin Yuzhi took the envelope.

It was an ordinary-looking envelope, no different from all the envelopes I saw in ordinary times, and there was no unusual smell.

As if thinking of something, Liu Butler let out a cry, took out a flower and said:

"By the way, it came with the letter, and this."

Qin Yuzhi took the flower and looked at the rose.

The roses are delicate and beautiful, with a few drops of dew on them, like freshly picked from the flowers in the morning, full of vigor and vitality.

Qin Yuzhi stretched out his hand and lightly touched the curved thorns of the rose, touching the moist flush, and then exuded a scent of flowers mixed with stench.

Qin Yuzhi gently put the index finger stained with the flushed liquid on the tip of his nose and sniffed, then his face changed slightly, and he said in a cold voice:

"Scissors."

Butler Liu didn't react, he thought he was going to cut the letter paper, ah? Asked:

"Should I cut the envelope? Wouldn't it be easier to use a paper knife?"

Qin Yuzhi repeated it again:

"Scissors."

Seeing Qin Yuzhi's increasingly gloomy eyes, Butler Liu was also a little frightened, and hurriedly picked out a pair of small scissors from the drawer and handed it to Qin Yuzhi.

The bony hands held a sharp blade and picked apart the roots of the roses.

Immediately afterwards, Butler Liu gasped, covered his mouth, and watched with trepidation the rhizome of the rose that had been picked in half by the scissors.

The fresh blood dripped down the roots with the stench of blood, and slowly dripped on the floor? It was like the whisper of a devil hitting the floor? It was also like a dull countdown.

"This is--"

Qin Yuzhi's eyebrows were so heavy that water dripped out, and he cut open the envelope with scissors stained with rose juice and blood.

There was only a small note in the envelope, Qin Yuzhi slowly unfolded it, and there was only one sentence inside:

"A gift for you, I hope you like it."

The moment he saw the note, Qin Yuzhi's blood flowed backwards, as if all the cells in his body had exploded, and the irritability and disordered emotions spread across his body.

The heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand, and the whole person curled up uncontrollably, and a sense of suffocation spread over his heart.

The smell of roses filled the room with a rotten smell, like a poisonous snake, it burrowed into Qin Yuzhi's limbs.

Butler Liu realized that something was wrong, covered his mouth and nose and said, "This smell... um... I should take it away, young master, young master?"

Qin Yu's hand fell down, the envelope and the paper slipped upwards, and then fell to the ground.

As Qin Yuzhi fell backwards uncontrollably.

Butler Liu turned pale with fright, stepped forward and grabbed Qin Yuzhi's arm, endured his weight and helped him onto the sofa, and looked down at Qin Yuzhi.

Qin Yuzhi's eyes were closed tightly, the tails of his pupils were slightly red, and he had already passed out.

Qin Yu's bedroom.

The bed was surrounded by people and all kinds of equipment, and the beeping sound of the machine was one after another, in a mess. Connected to Qin Yuzhi's body were all kinds of needles and catheters. terror.

It has been half a day since Qin Yuzhi fell into a coma. From noon to night, it was already four o'clock in the morning. The three of them stayed by the bed without closing their eyes.But the people on the hospital bed still have no tendency to wake up.

Steward Liu, Dr. Zhao, and Que An were all surrounded by the bed, staring at the person on the bed with the beeping sound of the instrument.

Que An said in a low voice, standing at the head of the bed:

"What's up with him?"

After Zhao Jiang injected Qin Yuzhi with the reagent for a while, sweat broke out on his head, and he shook his head heavily:

"I do not know."

Que An looked at the person on the bed, and tightly clenched his fingertips.

At this moment, Qin Yuzhi looked as if he was asleep. He was lying quietly on the bed, and there was no trace of pain on his peaceful face.

Butler Liu said anxiously:

"Why don't you know? There must be a reason for the dizziness. Is it hypoglycemia, a relapse of an old disease, or some other reason?"

After practicing medicine for so many years, Zhao Jiang experienced the powerlessness of being at a loss for the first time:

"Sorry, I really can't diagnose it."

He really didn't know that Qin Yuzhi seemed to be suffering from an illness, but in fact he was different from any previous illness. His physical indicators were all normal, and he could even be regarded as healthy.

But the person passed out for no reason. This is a fact that is indeed at hand. It is irrefutable but there is no way to start. It is like a sudden black screen of the computer. There is no problem with any part of the computer, but it is not bright, and there is no solution way.

He injected the medicine used for drowsiness, but he was still on standby.

Que An clenched Qin Yuzhi's fingertips, and said coldly:

"What happened before you passed out?"

Steward Liu was so anxious that he forgot the culprit for a moment. After Que An's reminder, he passed the small note, the gray envelope, and the rose to the two of them as if he had just woken up from a dream:

"Yes, yes! The young master was looking at this thing before he fainted. After the young master took the rose, he cut off the rhizome of the rose, and there was a stench, and then he passed out."

Dr. Zhao stretched out his hand to take the rose, smelled the smell on it, frowned and said:

"I can't smell anything special. I have to send it for testing first."

He put down the rose and was about to pick up the envelope and open it. The person next to him took a step ahead of him, grabbed the note and the envelope, and scanned the writing on it.

Dr. Zhao looked at the small note and asked curiously, "Who sent this from?"

Butler Liu truthfully said:

"I don't know, there is no signature, and the person who sent the letter is also weird. The whole body is completely black, and I can't tell who it is."

Que An carefully looked at the envelope in his hand.

The gray envelope looks like a silent and secret taboo term, the envelope is white, and the rhizome of the rose has been cut, and there is a constant stinky blood dripping from the inside, dripping on the floor. .

And? The note in the envelope is only a short sentence, "A gift for you, do you like it?" written in a sharp pen.

Que An lowered his eyes, his usual lazy and careless eye sockets were slightly red at this moment, and his gray misty eyes were filled with crazy emotions, as if a storm was brewing.

He held the rose in his palm, and his fingertips kept tightening. The rose's thorns pierced Que An's skin, and thick blood flowed down his wrist, with a tick?, soaking the snow-white bed sheet.

Looking at Que An, whose breath was obviously unstable, Zhao Jiang felt a rare trace of fear, as if being tightly oppressed by his breath, he said:

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"Steward Liu, ask someone to check the nearby surveillance cameras."

This envelope doesn't seem to have any special features. It has a very ordinary atmosphere from the inside to the outside, and the material is also very ordinary. It is the one on the market that can buy a large stack for two cents. According to Butler Liu's words, the sender was also very cautious, and it was impossible to discover his identity.

Que An's breath was colder than ever before:

"no need."

He knows who it is.

He is all too familiar with the scent on the rose.

When this smell appeared a few years ago, it was accompanied by the bloody smell of killing, the corpses of the same family all over the ground, and the howling of pain from afar.

That day was overcast and cloudy, and it was the day of escape for all animals. The head was still stained with blood that belonged to whom, and the ears were filled with the powerless howls of unknown beasts. Dead and scattered, familiar faces Either Yin and Yang are separated, or they run away and go their separate ways.

The memory is long gone, only the smell of blood seems to be still in front of my eyes, perfectly coincident with the smell on the "envelope", as if some kind of taboo has been broken, and I can see the light of day again.

The envelope in his hand was tightened little by little, and finally it was torn to shreds, and the residue was thrown into the trash can, like annihilated ashes.

Butler Liu saw that something was wrong with Que An, and said worriedly:

"Que An, are you okay?"

Que An didn't answer. He lowered his eyes and stroked the cold fingertips of the sleeping man on the bed. His tone seemed to be talking to himself:

"Can't diagnose."

Zhao Jiang thought he was asking himself, nodded and said:

"Yes, the bodily functions are normal, but she has been lethargic."

I have been practicing medicine for more than ten years, and I have never encountered such a situation.

He was also a little flustered.

Dr. Zhao stabilized his mind and made a decision:

"Right now, we have to send the person to the hospital for further examinations such as MRI and blood tests, and then look at the specific situation."

As long as it's not supernatural beings, ghosts and ghosts, no matter how difficult or miscellaneous diseases are, the hospital can treat them.

With that said, Dr. Zhao stood up and took off the medical equipment, carefully planning to lift the person up:

"I have already contacted the hospital, and I have to send the person there now."

Suddenly, Dr. Zhao's wrist felt cold, and a strong force strangled his hand.

Que An placed a hand on his wrist, stopping his next move.

Dr. Zhao felt that the person in front of him was unnatural, and immediately met Que An's eyes, and was frightened by the sinister look in the young man's eyes.

He collected himself, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and said to Que An:

"Come help me, and send it to the hospital for further observation."

Que Anding looked at the person on the bed, and said in a calm tone:

"Don't waste your time."

Zhao Jianghe? Steward Liu was stunned when he heard this.

Doctor Zhao frowned immediately:

"What do you mean??"

Que An brushed Qin Yuzhi's brow lightly with his fingertips, and after a long while, he said slowly:

"I come."

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