Zhai Xinhou went back to the scene to finish the work, while Chen Xiangying sat at the food stall of the fast-finishing stall and waited for the crane to come to the sky.
Not long after, the eye-catching black big G parked next to it.
When Chen Xiang got into the car, he realized that He Chongtian had not come.
As the car drove along, Zhou Zheng glanced at her from time to time, his narrow eyes full of confusion.
Chen Xiangyin was too sleepy and said in a tired voice: "What do you want to ask, just tell me."
Zhou Zheng hesitated again and again: "My brother, were you injured?"
"Um."
Zhou Zheng cursed silently, and Chen Xiangyin noticed it.
Zhou Zheng said seriously: "No matter what your purpose or means, let my brother treat you specially. I have to remind you, don't play with fire and burn yourself. My brother is not as easy to mess with as you think."
"Yeah." He replied easily and perfunctorily.
Zhou Zheng said again: "I will also keep an eye on you." After saying that, he gave her a hard look.
"You can take me back to my house."
"What's the meaning?"
"I'm tired today. I don't want to play anymore. I want to go home."
"This is what you asked for. I'm not threatening you. Don't complain to my brother when the time comes."
"Do not talk nonsense."
Zhou Zheng put the agarwood at the door of Shen Ji Tailoring, stepped on the accelerator and ran away.
Chen Xiang returned to the old house, closed the door and leaned against it, suppressing her smile, her whole body falling helplessly.
The walls are covered with dusty clothes and all kinds of cheongsams.
Why didn't you notice it before?
All her size.
Chen Xiangyin hugged his arms, tilted his head, and shed tears quietly.
The only person she cared about in this world, and the only one who cared about her, was dead and gone, and even his body was lost.
Really boring.
Living is so boring. There is nothing new under the sun, only endless separations and separations.
There are sharp scissors in a stringed basket next to it.
She stared at it for a long time, and finally wiped away her tears and stood up. She couldn't let herself fall into despair because she still had unfinished business.
It was too cold and dark at night, so Chen Xiangyin decided to go to the bottom of the lake to detect strange characters after dawn.
I took a scalding hot bath to warm myself up and get some rest. Getting in the water was physically strenuous.
However, things didn't go as planned. I finally got warm and fell asleep, and the loudspeaker of my mobile phone rang again.
Hang up and call again.
Agarwood simply shuts down.
Not long after I fell asleep, I heard the sound of stones hitting the window, one after another.
Chenxiang got up with a start and opened the wooden window to check. The cold wind blowing in made her more awake.
Crane Tower was downstairs, looking up at her.
"Is something wrong?" Chen Xiang asked lazily.
"I thought you were kidnapped by something. You are so heartless that you could still fall asleep after encountering such evil things."
"Are you okay?" Chen Xiangyin asked again.
"Of course, you don't want to know what Auntie Mum wrote on my hand?"
"Wait."
Agarwood led him downstairs and opened the door.
The two sat down on the tea table. Chen Xiangyin held his head sleepily: "What did Aunt Du say to you? What is there on Xiao Chen?"
He shot up to the sky and waved to her: "Give me your hand."
Want to scratch her palm? What kind of ambiguity are you having at night?
Chen Xiangyin stretched out his hand.
Crane looked up at the sky: "Another one."
Chen Xiangyin stretched out his other hand: "Which hand is different?"
He Chongtian looked at her bitten and blackened index finger: "It seems that you have also been hit."
Only then did Chen Xiangyin notice the strangeness of her wound. The place where the bones were exposed was black, and something was crawling in the skin around it. No wonder she was so sleepy.
"Xiao Chen has been poisoned, but the most fatal injury on his body is a broken rib and injured internal organs. Once rescued, the poison will be removed."
Agarwood quotes:......
She did it.
"Let's go, Aunt Dumb is in the car." He Chongtian said.
…
Outside the ward at night, only Xiao Chen's master from the Criminal Investigation Bureau, Bu Xian, was guarding.
Chen Xiangyin and Bu Xian had a relationship, and they were the forensic doctors who performed autopsies on Shen Yueying.
Bu Xian looked old and worn, his trousers were baggy and ill-fitting, and he wore a sloppy belt that tightened around his thin waist.
Today he is even more silent, his eyes are red and he seems to have lost consciousness, feeling sorry for his new good disciple.
So Chen Xiangyin persuaded him without much effort and let a few people go in to see Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen was in a separate room, and Chen Xiang led him in. The room turned on a small light.
He was lying on the bed at this time, his face was gray, his eyes were open and staring at the ceiling, his eyes were dull, his hands were tied with thick gauze, Chen Xiangyin knew that all ten of his fingers were gone.
When Xiao Chen heard the voice, he turned his face with difficulty, tilting his face so that tears fell from his eyes.
There were three people, one was exquisite and inhumanly beautiful, one was short, stooped and sinister, and one was tall, sharp and exuding danger. Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly widened.
The respirator made his intense breathing visible to the naked eye.
Chen Xiang opened his mouth to comfort: "Don't move, we are here to help you."
Xiao Chen was particularly frightened when he saw Chen Xiangyin. It seemed that he still remembered that he had seen her.
"I'm sorry for hurting you." Chen Xiang stretched out his fingers, which showed signs of recovery, but still looked horrified.
"This is what you bitten, remember?"
Xiao Chen shook his head in pain and weakness, as if he didn't want to think about it.
"We're really here to help you, you've been bewitched."
Xiao Chen wanted to call Master to come in, but he had no strength and kept dodging.
He was too resistant, and if he continued like this, he would hurt the area.
But I can’t knock him out, what should I do?
Agarwood looked towards He Chongtian.
He Chongtian smiled, as if to say: Are you sometimes ineffective?
Then he put his hands in his pockets and took a step forward.
Chen Xiangyin was about to hear what he had to say when he quickly took out a syringe from his pocket, flicked the cap open with a flick of his little finger, and stabbed it into Xiao Chen's arm quickly and accurately.
"What is it? Is it safe?" Chen Xiang asked.
"Tranquilizer." He Chongtian looked at Xiao Chen and slowly closed his eyes.
He had been seriously injured, and after all the suffering, he was already exhausted, but what he had experienced was too terrifying, and he could not relax and fall asleep.
"Go to the door and guard it so no one else can come in."
Chenxiang listened to the arrangement, went to the door and leaned against it, watching from a distance as the mute aunt took out a silk parcel from the cloth bag.
Inside is a red candle, a pair of scissors, and a mineral water bottle filled with green herbal juice.
Unscrewing the mineral water bottle that had been used several times, the strong herbal smell inside immediately spread to the entire room.
He Chongtian helped Xiao Chen up, knelt on the hospital bed with half of his legs against his back, took off the breathing mask and pinched his mouth open.
The mute aunt squeezed out the herbal juice and roughly poured half the bottle into it, causing a lot of it to overflow.
Xiao Chen seemed to be awake. He tried his best to raise his eyelids, but couldn't open them. He blinked a few times quickly and closed them again.
Aunt Mute lit the red candle, sat beside the bed, burned the tip of the scissors on the flame of the red candle, and stabbed into Xiao Chen's wrist with ease.
Then began to chant ancient mantras in a low voice.
Chen Xiang was confused: Aunt Mute can talk?
