365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

Chu Yu took a deep breath. Since she was young, she has never suffered from skin or flesh. Although the director of the "Superman Department" is a high-risk occupation, she has contact with abnormal people unimpeded, but the staff protects her very well. In the past three years, she hasn't hurt a finger.

Today, an exception was made. Not only did the fingers hurt, the wounds were also extremely deep, the skin was open and fleshy, and the wounds almost spanned half a circle of the thumb.

Chu Yu looked at the **** wound and couldn't help but laugh at himself: Yes, it seems that he is a ruthless person who can't hurt others. It's cruel to hurt himself.

Xia Yihan noticed the abnormality and ran over immediately, grabbing Chu Yu's left hand, blood gurgling from the wound, and poured into the pool like a mini stream.

Xia Yihan asked her to sit down, then ran into the bedroom and searched for emergency medical supplies. Chu Yu looked at her back, and suddenly noticed that one of the things she had turned over from the bed was white medical supplies, and the other was in the other. Wearing wigs and other disguise supplies, a bunch of hair was exposed before the bag was pulled, which looked a little scary.

She suddenly remembered that the landlord had been looking into the bedroom just now, maybe he had noticed the hair, and Xia Yihan should have noticed his reaction, and he was suspicious, and simply put him down—I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let it go. one.

Xia Yihan directly took out the medicine bag, squatted beside Chu Yu, took out the gauze piece, pressed the thumb wound, hoping to stop the bleeding.

The gauze was soaked in red soon, Xia Yihan looked anxious, Chu Yu's face was calm, the pain was pain, she almost cried out at the first cut, but the pain will be cured, knowing that the wound will always grow better. ...If not infected.

Xia Yihan changed a piece of gauze, continued to press it, and pinched the blood vessels on both sides of the base of the thumb with his hand to assist in stopping the bleeding. This time it was better, but the gauze still turned red soon.

She raised her head and looked at Chu Yu, her complexion deep, and she changed her former joy.

Chu Yu felt guilty when she saw her. She knew that she was not clever. If she was accidentally cut by a kitchen knife, how could she hurt so deeply? Unless she is an iron man, feels she is invulnerable, grabs the kitchen knife with her hand, and the blade is straight.

"Blam me, I shouldn't let my sister wash the dishes, I know you haven't washed them before."

Chu Yu blushed, blushing embarrassingly, as if he had taken the single digit test. The teacher said: It was all my fault. I shouldn't let you take the test. I know you haven't studied at all.

"It's okay, once you are born, the second time you are cooked, and it will be fine next time."

If there is another time.

Xia Yihan moved her eyes and lowered her head. Seeing that the blood was almost stopped, she wrapped the wound with gauze in a ring shape and pasted it with glue. She squeezed the nail shell of Chu Yu's thumb and looked under the nail. The color changed from pale to ruddy, and then she wrapped gauze around Chu Yu's neck and hung her hand so that the injured finger was higher than the level of the heart.

Chu Yu kept praising it in his heart. It seems that Xiaohuahua is not only good at hurting people, but also good at saving people. If her mental problems can be cured, she might be able to change her career from a "killer" to a "healer."

"Where did you learn this?"

These bandaging techniques, as well as the means of killing.

"A long illness becomes a good doctor." Xia Yihan lowered his eyes, pinched the ends of the gauze, and tied a beautiful bow.

Chu Yu raised his eyebrows, "Have you suffered a lot of injuries?"

After squatting for a long time, Xia Yihan stood up and said, "My sister, a doctor who is so ingenious, can be injured by a knife. It's not surprising that I got some injuries."

She packed up the medical supplies, and planned to take them back into the bedroom. Chu Yu stretched out her hand to hold her, "Does it hurt?"

Xia Yihan looked down at her, there was no fluctuation in her tone: "Don't worry, sister, you can't kill me."

Chu Yu looked at the back of her entering the house, with mixed feelings in her heart. The deeper the investigation, the more she gets along with Xia Yihan, the more she feels that there is something else hidden in the matter. But what makes people crazy is that the murderer Xia Yihan does not say anything, and the victims do not. Said, as if an appointment had been made, we played heartbeat with the Investigation Office together to see who had played with whom, as if not afraid of death at all.

If Xia Yihan really suffered a lot of injuries, who gave those injuries? Are they the victims? Maybe they really have some kind of secret relationship, otherwise Brian and He Lan will not deliberately protect the murderer and refuse to disclose the murderer's information.

Chu Yu rubbed his forehead with his still movable hands. In fact, as long as he finds this "hidden relationship", all problems can be easily solved, but it is this relationship that is the most difficult to figure out.

Xia Yihan came out of the bedroom with a hand strap in his hand. Chu Yu saw him and was slightly startled. Now that she has lost her hands, she still wants to tie them?

However, when she saw Xia Yihan walking towards the landlord, she bound her hands and feet separately, and sealed her mouth with tape, seemingly afraid that he would wake up and run around and bark.

Chu Yu ordered a second wax for the landlord in his heart. He was dizzy from cerebral ischemia. Now his hands and feet are restrained, and the blood circulation is even more unstable. Only when he wakes up is a ghost.

But tying up the landlord indicated that Xia Yihan would go out, and the development of the matter was in her expectation.

Xia Yihan took a hat and a mask, put on Chu Yu, and put a dark coat on her, "Sister, let's go to the hospital for an injection, or I'm afraid you will get an injection."

Of course Chu Yu knew that his hand was cut with an iron kitchen knife, and the wound was still so wounded. It was better to inject a tetanus injection when washing the dishes, and there was no pharmacy, so you had to go to a big hospital.

She closed her coat, her eyes didn't mean anything, "Go to the hospital, aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

Xia Yihan held her waist and signaled her to go out, "My sister was taken away by me. I can't let you go wrong in my hands."

Chu Yu couldn't help but smile, and by the way, he glanced at the landlord who was lying in the corner. Thanks to his dizziness and unconsciousness now, if he could hear them, he would probably cry with anger: I've gotten my head three times and don't care about me, her hands Make a cut and go to the hospital!

When she arrived at the hospital, Xia Yihan went directly to the emergency room, saying that the situation was urgent and there was no delay. The registered staff looked at her dress and thought she had hit someone in a racing car and was sent for rescue.

Because the emergency room had to be registered, Chu Yu found the surveillance camera in the registration hall while Xia Yihan was queuing. She did not look up, and blocked her right hand with her body, pointing her fingers to the camera, and quickly gestured the number: 191519.

After making three consecutive gestures, Chu Yu slowly compared two numbers: 72.

After the comparison, she put her hand in the pocket of her coat. Carrying the camera on his back, he doesn't move anymore.

After Xia Yihan paid the fee, he led Chu Yu to the injection room.

The doctor who gave the injection looked at Chu Yu’s injury and felt pain. He hissed and took a cold breath, “It’s almost bones. You’re not washing your knife, you’re sharpening it with your hands. It’s the first time for me. Seeing someone washing a bowl and being cut like this!"

Chu Yu: I'm sorry, this is an eye-opener for you.

Xia Yihan said coldly: "Can you please hurry up?"

The doctor flicked the needle, "Do a skin test first, and stretch out your hand."

Chu Yu stretched out her healthy right hand, and the moment she was stabbed, she twitched again and closed her eyes.

The injured hand is not healed yet, and this hand is probably going to be scrapped again.

Twenty minutes later, the doctor called her in, and when the skin test was negative, he prepared a tetanus injection and prepared for the second time.

"Spanking or arm, choose yourself."

Chu Yu's face turned pale, as if he had lost too much blood, and as if he had been frightened, his eyes were so indifferent to see through the red dust.

She sat on the round chair, exposing the deltoid part of her upper arm, and her thin arm was about to bear extraordinary suffering.

Xia Yihan noticed her change, walked over and hugged her gently.

Xia Yihan was tall, and Chu Yu sat down just to her abdomen, so her entire upper body was wrapped in her arms. She crossed her hands, put one hand on her shoulder, and the other hand stroking her hair, like an adult coaxing a child. He whispered: "Don't be afraid, it's all right. I will throw away the knife when I go back. I will cook for three hundred and sixty-five days in the next year, and three hundred and sixty-six days in a leap year. I cook and I wash the dishes. I'm hurting you again."

The doctor curled the corner of his mouth, held the needle, stood aside, coughed a few times, and motioned for the two of them to converge a little. She made a note in her heart, and she will have to post a notice at the door of the injection room in the future: Serious occasions, no nausea!

Chu Yu looked at the needle and felt indescribable—she used to pierce someone else, but before the piercing, she was eager to try. With a professional smirk, she went through the procedure to comfort the other person: It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt, just a moment.

As a result, she was actually reduced to the point of seeking comfort in Xia Yihan's arms.

It's a reincarnation of the heavens, who has been spared by the heavens!

…

In the meeting room of the Wuhuai Municipal Bureau, Muyu leaned over and slumped in front of the computer. He had no expressions on his face. Now, after being overwhelmed by high pressure, his muscles are exhausted, and he is even more expressionless, as if the five senses have disappeared and are still growing. It's just a decoration on the face.

Feng Ju clasped his hands, squeezed his hands on the table, buried his face in his hands, and searched for it for almost a day. Without any news, he couldn't scold his subordinates as trash. After all, it was his top trash that caused Chu Yu. Missing, whereabouts unknown.

Fang Datuo looked at Song Qingyang, who was standing in a daze by the window, and was very worried. He whispered to Muyu: "If you can't see Chu Chu or hear her voice for three days, Little Stick will run away. To the limit..."

Muyu's facial muscles didn't move at all, so he rolled his eyes, "Don't talk about her, I'm about to run away, the entire public security bureau has already run away!"

Public security organs at all levels in Wuhuai City issued notices for assistance in investigations and went to various rental housing areas and hotels to conduct visits and investigations. All street police stations and community police offices took action. They also cooperated with neighborhood committees and community property management units, hoping to find out the recent move in. Suspicious personnel.

Fang Datuo: "But it's not a way to find it like this. Xiao Huaihua will change her face. She may also be disfigured by Chu Chu. The police are not easy to recognize, and we will focus on searching the tenants who have recently moved in, in case she is in Wuhuai. Do you have your own permanent residence?"

Director Feng exhaled, "Then you have to check from house to house."

Muyu probed forward. She took the Sunset Hotel as the center and made a map to mark out potential hiding places. All of them have been searched, but no one has been found.

Looking out of focus, Muyu faced the computer screen, but couldn't see any point on it. She asked as if she was talking to herself: "I think Chu Chu will definitely find a way to leave us a clue, but we didn't expect it. …"

"For example?"

"For example, if there is any place, if she finds a way to go, she can definitely go, Xiao Huaihua can't refuse?"

The huge conference room fell silent for a while.

A few seconds later, the three generals of the Investigation Department looked at each other and called out in unison: "Hospital!"