Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Chapter 12 Reasoning Well

Every time Qu Mingcong went to the hospital, he would go around his mother the whole time, and he didn't have time to talk to Qiao Yueying.

Qiao Yueying was also embarrassed to make trouble for him, and tried to have fun by herself to pass the time, but today, whether it was watching cartoons or watching short videos, she couldn't get excited.

She couldn't help but think of what Qu Mingcong said on the road, Qu Mingcong said he was short of time, and his mother's illness...

I heard that Alzheimer's is a disease that makes patients forget constantly. Is it because of this that he pays special attention to long-term company?Is he worried that he will be forgotten by his mother?

The more Qiao Yueying thought about it, the more she couldn't calm down. She opened the browser and searched for Alzheimer's disease, wanting to know more clearly.

But after searching, not only did I feel bored, but also began to feel a little sour, which was not a taste.

Most patients with Alzheimer's can only survive for five to ten years, and only a small number of patients can survive for more than ten years. As for the patients who survive for more than 20 years, there are even fewer patients.

This means that Qu Mingcong and his mother may only have about ten years of companionship left.

It's no wonder that Qu Mingcong would say that he lacks the most time, and he really doesn't have much time.

and also……

What's more cruel is that when the disease becomes severe, it is extremely tormenting. The patient will lose all ability to take care of himself, and even be unable to chew and swallow autonomously. At that time, Qu Mingzong must take care of him 24 hours a day, so at this stage he needs to earn money as soon as possible. At least before the disease becomes severe, earn as much money as possible to meet the needs of him and his mother in the future.

Qiao Yueying finally understood why he resigned a year ago.

Because he had no choice at all, he had only one way.

My heart is sore and sad, and I don't know if it's because of her overflowing sympathy or lamenting her ill-fated fate, anyway, it's very uncomfortable.

It would be great if her memory is okay, then she can recognize her family and take a sum of money from her family to help Qu Mingcong.

But she doesn't remember anything, what's the use of just remembering her identity?Qu Mingcong was right, she couldn't produce any evidence to prove her identity, even if she held the phone in front of her father, she would probably be dismissed as a lunatic.

Ugh……

The only consolation now is that the cuckold that Qu Mingcong is investigating has already taken shape, and he will be able to make money immediately.

Qiao Yueying has never liked the green hat more than she does now.

I really hope that more people will cheat in the future, so that Qu Mingcong can receive a lot of orders for cuckolds.

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Qiao Yueying was exceptionally silent tonight, which made Qu Mingcong a little uncomfortable.

After leaving the hospital, he got on his motorcycle and was about to go back. He deliberately turned on his phone and checked the background program.

She didn't watch videos, didn't watch cartoons, and the background programs were clean, so she didn't do anything?

It's really weird, could it be that he is in a daze?
Usually she always chattered non-stop, but now she suddenly stopped talking, and Qu Mingcong couldn't help but have some other thoughts: Is it really like she said, because she was trapped in the phone for too long and had no access to the outside world, so she was depressed?Depressed?

But the time she spends on the phone is only two days.

Although it was only two days, the bizarre experience that happened to her would definitely be a serious blow to anyone.

But she didn't look like she was shocked, and she was even quite energetic.

But since going to the hospital, she seems to have no energy...

Qu Mingcong: "..."

After exchanging ideas for a while, Qu Mingcong felt that it was completely unnecessary for him to speculate on Qiao Yueying's thoughts here. After all, her brain circuit...is really not normal.

It was already very late at night, and the colorful signboards on the street reflected the noise and bustle of the city, and the motorcycle quickly entered the traffic flow and sped away.

Back to the neighborhood.

The breakfast shop downstairs, the lottery station, and the pet hospital were all closed, and only the convenience store and a jewelry store were left with lights on.

Qu Mingcong stopped the motorcycle, lifted his long legs out of the car, and walked into the jewelry store.

The walls of the jewelry store are covered with shiny hairpins and hair ties, and there are necklaces, rings, and bracelets in the glass counter. Qu Mingcong glanced over and locked his eyes on a keychain with plush cartoon dice hanging on it.

He walked over to take off the keychain and put it in front of the clerk, "Check out."

"Ten dollars."

Just as she was about to scan the QR code to pay, Qiao Yueying, who had been silent all this time, popped up: "I like the keychain of the little yellow duck next to it."

Clerk: "???"

Qu Mingcong: "..."

He ignored Qiao Yueying, scanned the QR code to pay, picked up the keychain, turned and walked out of the store.

Qiao Yueying let out a long sigh on the phone: "Why, why - why don't you buy the little yellow duck's keychain?"

Qu Mingcong asked: "Why should I buy a keychain for Little Yellow Duck?"

"Because I like little yellow ducks!" Qiao Yueying said puzzled, "Shouldn't you choose according to my preferences when you buy gifts for me?"

Qu Mingcong closed his eyes, feeling the familiar speechlessness.

"When did I say the keychain was for you?" he asked.

His words made Qiao Yueying question her own judgment, "...Isn't it?"

"Well, no." Qu Mingcong put the keychain into his trouser pocket and got on the motorcycle.

"Why is this..." She lamented again, "I thought you would worry about my situation when you found out that I hadn't spoken all the time, and understood my hesitation and sadness, so you wanted to buy gifts to make me happy, but you were too cash-strapped so You can only buy the cheapest key chain in the roadside store, you see, is this reasoning logical?"

The corner of Qu Mingcong's mouth twitched, "...the reasoning is very good, don't push it again next time."

No matter what, seeing her "falling ill" again made him feel relieved.

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Qu Mingcong returned home, took out scissors and needlework from the drawer, and placed them on the coffee table together with the keychain he just bought.

He first used scissors to open a small opening in the plush dice on the keychain, then took a crochet needle, slowly inserted it through the cut gap, picked out a few strands of PP cotton inside, and then stuffed it into the plush dice A tiny camera.

Qiao Yueying knew why he didn't buy the little yellow duck anymore.

The little yellow duck is made of colloid, not a plush material, and there is no way to remove the seams like it is now.

"Is this for going to the massage parlor tomorrow?" she asked.

"Hmm." Qu Mingcong squeezed the plush dice, and adjusted the position of the camera through the stuffing.

It was delicate work, but he did it with such skill that he seemed to have done it a lot.

Qiao Yueying silently watched him use scissors and needles to make holes in the plush dice, and couldn't help but whispered: "Whoever peeps, secretly photographs, eavesdrops, or spreads other people's privacy shall be detained for less than five days or fined less than five hundred yuan." ..."

"What are you mumbling about again?" Qu Mingzong glanced up at her.

"Oh...it's nothing." Qiao Yueying paused and replied, "That's right, I suddenly thought why you didn't buy the little yellow duck."

He smiled at the corner of his mouth and asked amusedly, "Why?"

Qiao Yueying pursed her lips and said, "Because the little yellow duck... the little yellow duck... small, yellow, duck... these three words are not very friendly to men."

The smile froze on the corner of Qu Mingcong's mouth.

He took a deep breath, nodded slowly, looked at her and replied, "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)