365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

Chu Yu brought Xia Yihan back to the ward. Their room was located on the west side of the activity hall. It was on the same floor as Xue Jinping’s ward, but the directions were different and the specifications were different. The wards that started with the floor were usually multi-person rooms, but the rooms that started with 0 , Usually single or double rooms, some are offices and nurses’ rest rooms.

Chu Yu and Xia Yihan lived in 012, which was originally a deluxe single room with an extra bed for two people.

After experiencing the "great dragon" storm and the "village" changes, Chu Yu saw that he was walking around almost the same, so he returned to the room with Xia Yihan. After closing the door, the two of them sat opposite each other, Chu Yu lowered his head, and touched Xia Yihan's velvet sneakers with his snow boots, "Are you afraid that I will leave you suddenly?"

Xia Yihan didn't say a word, and caught Chu Yu's toe with both feet, rubbing back and forth, and started playing on his own.

Chu Yu supported the bedside, leaned forward, raised her eyes, and looked at Xia Yihan. She wanted to swear to the sky that she would not leave, but she thought, if the 30-day time limit expires, she will hand the person to the Public Security Bureau. , Does this count as leaving?

As soon as she hesitated, there was silence in the room, and only Xia Yihan rubbed her shoe upper, making a rustle, which was a bit harsh.

She didn't say a word, the phone made a sound for her, and the bell rang. Chu Yuyi looked at the telegraph showing that it was Dean Qin Lingshu, who had serious business and had to pick it up.

She stood up: "Supper time is almost here, I will go and bring the food."

After she finished speaking, she walked out and suddenly moved her toes from between Xia Yihan's feet. Xia Yihan looked down at her toes, leaving a blank space, and put her feet together and toes facing each other, rubbing and playing with herself.

Chu Yu arrived in the corridor and answered the phone.

"Hello, Dean Qin."

"Chu, the hat and the ward are ready. Come and have a look. If there are deficiencies, we will improve them immediately."

Chu Yu rushed to the dean's office. The arrangement of the related equipment was a secret operation. Not many people participated, including Fang Datuo, Qin Lingshu, Dr. Zhen in charge of Xue Jinping, and Head Nurse Zhu.

Dean Qin and the others will be responsible for communicating the corresponding arrangements afterwards.

For this meeting, Chu Yu needed two things. One was a micro-current sensor disguised as a hat to detect brain waves, and the other was a room disguised as Ward 413 to temporarily house Xue Jinping.

Just finished the request with the preparation team in the morning, and the work was finished in the afternoon. Chu Yu checked it twice at last-the micro-current sensor is an arc shape and is fixed in a woolen hat. The whole is a bit like a safety helmet with a shell on the outside and inside The cap lining, but the chin strap is missing.

The room is arranged in ward 513 on the upper floor of 413. The internal layout is the same as that of 413. In addition, the decoration is the same. The furniture is changed. If you are only active indoors, you can fool around. Lou, unless it is completely mentally disordered, the difference must be visible.

Chu Yu strolled around the room, not daring to ask for perfection: "Yes, this is enough!"

Fang Datuo and Nurse Zhu saw that their work had passed the final review, and before they had time to celebrate, they immediately started to work again. It was simple to say that they met in a single place, like family members visiting the patients but meeting the leaders of the hostile country. Yes, protection and testing equipment must be arranged in advance.

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The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, Xue Jinping was in a stable state, in an intermittent period, with normal consciousness, while Xia Yihan's state has been stable. From her arrest to the present, there has been no panic and anxiety that a "prisoner" should have.

However, Chu Yu never regarded her as a prisoner. She lived better than the boss of Superman, and she was called the most favored criminal in history.

When she was out of 012, Chu Yu put a woolen hat on Xia Yihan and covered her ears. The water dripped into ice to prevent freezing. At the door of the 413 ward, Chu Yu confessed: "You can have a good chat with Aunt Xue. No one will disturb you, only you two."

"If there is any discomfort, you can call me at any time, and I'll be next door." After speaking, she shook Xia Yihan's arm.

Xia Yihan nodded, turned around and entered the room.

The next door to 413 is temporarily set up as a command room, Muyu is responsible for monitoring and monitoring, Fang Datuo is responsible for receiving and analyzing the signals collected by sensors, and there are several security personnel and nurses who are ready to go and prepare for emergencies. .

Room 413 is closed.

Xue Jinping is sitting in the room. She is also wearing a woolen hat, a cotton-padded jacket, and a sick gown. There are sweaters and thermal underwear inside. She is fat to a ball, and her hair is not combed. She is black in white, and is loose on her temples. The edge was pressed by the hat and stuck to both sides of the cheek.

After working as a nail householder at 413 for four years, her condition has been repeated, but it is not good. The hospital has been helpless with her. She herself has an attitude of "what abandon the cure"-you can cure it if you want, anyway, I won't That's it!

Seeing Xia Yihan enter the house, she didn't respond much. In the past few years, she has been like an animal in a zoo, and many people have come to see her, but the one that caught her attention was dead.

Chu Yu stared at the monitor, the picture was high-definition, which was equivalent to showing a close-up of Xue Jinping's face. Chu Yu was a little surprised. She saw Xia Yihan, but she didn't react at all?

Xia Yihan was not too close to Xue Jinping, so she sat against the wall, facing the window, with cushions and armrests on the chair, Xia Yihan lay up, it was a leisure time for the uncle to enter the teahouse and drink afternoon tea.

Neither of them spoke, and was silent for a while.

Sitting in front of the screen, there is a capable middle-aged woman who looks like Xue Jinping seven or eight points. She is a martial arts actor. She closely watched Xue Jinping's figure and tried to imitate her every movement and expression.

Muyu looked at the picture as if it was still, and his expressionless faces showed impatience: "If they two sit there for a day, should we go in, give them a meal and give them water, and take a break?"

Chu Yu folded his arms and shook his head slightly.

Since Xia Yihan asked to come to Fushan Hospital, she must have her purpose. It is impossible to stay in the same room with Xue Jinping and form a group in a daze, so she has to get some splashes anyway.

Sure enough, Chu Yu had just made a prediction, and it was immediately fulfilled, and it should be a big deal.

Xia Yihan stared at Xue Jinping motionlessly. When she spoke, the corners of her lips were clearly raised, but she couldn't see a smile. "Auntie I'm afraid I don't recognize me, but it's not surprising. People talk, don’t read the news, don’t know me, it’s normal."

As soon as this sound came out, Muyu squeezed the earphones, her hair stood up, her body was tense like an electric shock, and she exchanged glances with Chu Yu.

Chu Yu immediately put on the earphones, and the receiving end of the mobile phone completed the speech decoding, which was restored to a speech signal, which was transmitted to her ears.

At this moment, in room 412, although people on the 7th and 8th were gathered, it was quieter than 413, and everyone did not dare to show up, for fear that it would disturb the "heavyweight" conversation of the two people next door.

When Xia Yihan said this, Xue Jinping turned her head to look at her, but before her eyes focused, she moved her eyes away again. She was not interested and didn't want to pay attention.

Seeing that she ignored herself and was not embarrassed, Xia Yihan started talking about stand-up comedy.

"Although my aunt doesn't recognize me, she should know my father. His name is Mu Shangqing."

Xue Jinping turned his head to stare at her now, his eyes narrow, like a vulture.

"He is very white. When illuminated by the light at night, his skin is a bit bluish, his eyebrows are thick and black, and his eyebrows are extraordinarily neat. , Turned into a curved trapezoid, under the eyebrows are the eyes, he has double eyelids, the eye sockets are deep, and there will be lying cicadas when smiling, and the eyes are wrapped up, and the smile is brewing in the eyeballs. His nose is very high. But below the center of the eyebrows, there is a concave arc, seen from the side, like a rolling hill..."

When she said this, Xia Yihan looked calm, but her eyes were a little blurred. She looked at Xue Jinping, but the focus was not on her, as if passing through her, looking at the painting behind her. It was a self-portrait of Mu Shangqing. Xia Yihan took pictures and described vividly.

However, the painting was not hung on the wall. Instead, it was stored in high-definition in Xia Yihan's mind and recalled at any time.

Chu Yu was astonished. She saw Mu Shangqing's photos not a hundred, but also 80 times, but now to let her describe her appearance, she can only do it in general terms: clear eyebrows, long eyebrows, big eyes, high High nose, thin lips.

It is completely inferior to Xia Yihan, it is worthy of being his own person, which is equivalent to showing Mu Shangqing's photo in the form of voice before Xue Jinping's eyes.

But Xia Yihan was intoxicated, but Xue Jinping's reaction was not very good. She clenched the quilt tightly with both hands, twisted it a few times, her eyes fluttered, trying to escape.

Nurse Zhu looked at the screen and frowned, "She is not in good condition, she may be sick."

Chu Yu glanced at the signal data collected by the sensor, and then took a deep breath: "Don't move."

Xia Yihan noticed Xue Jinping’s changes, she ignored it, and continued her voice painting: “His voice is very special. He has always been a youthful voice, and his words are clearer, especially his tongue sound, which is more pronounced than ordinary people. I will imitate it for you... "

After that, she cleared her throat, lowered her voice, looked at Xue Jinping, her eyebrows were warm, and she was quite a shadow of Mu Shangqing: "Sister Xue, do you still recognize me? I am Shang Qing!"

Xue Jinping suddenly bounced, rushed towards Xia Yihan, pinched her neck, and pinched her to the wall.

Xia Yihan didn't fight back, her neck was pinched, but it didn't affect her performance, and she imitated it decently: "Don't you recognize... me... I am Shang Qing—"

Xue Jinping yelled, trying to silence her voice. She cried and howled, pinched Xia Yihan's neck with one hand, grabbed her hair with the other, and slammed her head against the wall desperately.

The medical staff rushed in and tried to hold Xue Jinping and hug her away, but she didn't know where the strength erupted. She was as powerful as an ox, and she held Xia Yihan's hair and neck with her hands, just holding on.

The nurse used anesthetic, lifted her to the gurney, put it on a rope, and tied it up.

Xia Yihan was lying on the ground, her hair torn apart, covering her face.

As soon as Chu Yu entered the room, he rushed to her side, took her into his arms and brushed away the tangled hair, only to realize that she had fainted, and her forehead was blue.