The river is about to burn the mountain

Just when Ji Qiuhan was about to step into the dark wardrobe, someone suddenly grabbed him.

"what are you going to do?"

Jiang Zhan, who finished dinner in the south hall and went upstairs, had just entered the bedroom when he saw Ji Qiuhan standing in front of the closet as if he had lost his soul.

His voice made the extremely black spots in Ji Qiuhan's pitch-black pupils suddenly shrink, like a shattered black hole closing its entrance due to disturbance.

"Ji Xia is here..."

Ji Qiuhan, who has not wade out of the quagmire of illusion, murmured, he wanted to prove something, suddenly raised his hand, and pushed all the clothes on the hanger violently.

There was a loud "crash", and the heavy clothes hangers collided with each other, but only the wooden boards of the wardrobe were exposed.

"Why, those hands are missing..."

Ji Qiuhan's eyes were full of confusion and he couldn't believe it. He couldn't find Ji Xia, and his knees gave way unconsciously, and he was about to fall to his knees. Fortunately, Jiang Zhan's eyes moved, and he bent down quickly to pick him up in his arms.

"What's wrong? What are you looking for...?"

Jiang Zhan from reality made Ji Qiuhan slowly realize that everything just now was just an illusion. He rested his thin chin on Jiang Zhan's shoulder, trembling his eyelashes slightly, calming down the ups and downs of his chest.

Jiang Zhan's hand reached out to Ji Qiuhan's back and he was soaked in sweat at some point. He regretted that he didn't ask the servant to come and call twice more.

After their discussion, they chose to have dinner in the South Hall next to Yuxiu Lake. Jiang Zhan first asked his servant to call Ji Qiuhan twice. The servant said that Mr. Ji was busy and no one answered, and Ji Qiuhan didn't like to be called when he was busy with a case. To disturb his thoughts, he didn't ask anyone to call him again, but only asked the servant to remind him to eat.

"Okay, it's okay... let's go back to bed first, shall we?"

Ji Qiuhan lowered his eyes and nodded lightly. He was about to use Jiang Zhan's strength to stand up, but Jiang Zhan reached into his knees, stood up and hugged his lover who was only 1.8 meters tall. .

"Jiang Zhan...!" Ji Qiuhan whispered, while Jiang Zhan weighed the weight of a handful of bones in his hand, lightening and lightening, from the cloakroom to the bed a few steps away, his sharp brows never moved.

Obviously he can't wait to be surrounded by a dozen servants, doctors and nurses to take care of him every step of the way, why is he getting thinner and thinner every day!

Sitting down on the soft bed, Ji Qiuhan, who escaped from an incomparably real illusion, frowned and rubbed his forehead.

"Hey... what happened?"

Ji Qiuhan paused for two seconds before replying in a low voice with some doubts: "I seem to have heard Ji Xia's voice just now. She called me from the closet. She told me not to be afraid. There are still two hands that were burnt... But the closet There is nothing in…”

Jiang Zhan listened, Ji Qiuhan's voice was full of self-disorder that was not difficult to detect, and after he finished speaking, he thought for a while and reached for the medicine bottle on the bedside table.

There were seven or eight bottles of psychotropic drugs on the bedside table, which were recently prescribed by Song Xinghui to treat Ji Qiuhan's leftover symptoms of PDST. Most of them were anti-depressants, tranquilizers, and hypnotic drugs.

Jiang Zhan was worried and pressed his hand halfway:

"Honey...you're starting to hallucinate. Is it a side effect of these drugs? Why don't you wait for Professor Song to come over and have a detailed examination, and then decide whether to continue taking it after seeing the results."

Individual reactions to psychotropic drugs vary greatly, and the side effects are difficult to control. Jiang Zhan, who has been tortured by it for a long time, is worried, but Ji Qiuhan shakes his head when he hears this.

"Need not…,"

He didn't want Jiang Zhan, who was busy dealing with internal and external affairs, to be distracted and worried about him. What's more, he knew best in his heart that as the 7.11 case gradually peeled off, many doubts similar to the 16 case 5.23 years ago, just Like a piece of worm restless under his yellow sand...

If it wasn't for these drugs' efforts to control him, he would have fallen into a more dangerous and out-of-control situation.

"I just had a re-examination last time... Professor Song said that I just need to take the medicine on time. Didn't you also hear the doctor say that I have been much better recently, maybe it was just... I was too tired to hear wrong... Pour me a glass of water Okay?"

After Ji Qiuhan said this, and Song Xinghui's doctor's order, even Jiang Zhan, who was suspicious, didn't say anything else.

He got up and went to the coffee table to pour water for Ji Qiuhan. When he came back, Ji Qiuhan was holding the last medicine bottle and pouring the pills into his palm one by one. He didn't expect Jiang Zhan to come back so soon, so he raised his hand in a hurry A handful of pills closed in his mouth.

Jiang Zhan keenly sensed something was wrong, and raised his hand holding the water glass.

"Wait, open your mouth and let me see."

"Um…?"

Ji Qiuhan was puzzled, but he obviously refused to open his mouth.

Seeing that Jiang Zhan was suspicious, Ji Qiuhan's first reaction was to swallow the medicine directly, but there were too many medicine pills in his mouth, and the bitter taste spreading in his mouth was too dry to swallow.

"Well...don't make trouble...give it to me,"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ji Qiuhan covered his mouth with one hand, while the other hand was about to reach up for the water glass in Jiang Zhan's hand.

Seeing that he was anxious, Jiang Zhan was even more sure that he was hiding something from him, so he easily moved the water glass away with a flick of his hand.

"Don't take it, spit out the medicine."

Jiang Zhan's voice was indeed a little harsher, and Ji Qiuhan looked at Jiang Zhan's hand, and knew that "this matter" was getting more and more exposed under his nose. Jiang Zhan stood in front of him and he couldn't stand up. With a slant of his body, Han reached for the water glass that Jiang Zhan had just put down.

"Tsk, my words don't work anymore, do they?"

Jiang Zhan didn't expect that Ji Qiuhan would dare to take what he said was not allowed. He was used to admonishing others, and he felt that what he didn't allow was that he couldn't swallow water even if he brought water to his mouth.

With a cold face, Jiang Zhan pressed the water glass with one hand, and clamped Ji Qiuhan's jaw with the other, and threatened with a voice:

"You try to swallow a pill for me, spit out the medicine, spit it out now,"

Ji Qiuhan seemed hesitant, but he could hear that Jiang Zhan was going to get angry because of his repeated non-cooperation. He kept the pills in his mouth for too long, and some of them were about to fall into his throat.

"Cough, cough, cough...!"

He couldn't help coughing, and finally he had to open his mouth and spit the pill into his palm.

Many of the white pills spit out had melted slightly at the edges, but there were more than a dozen of them.

"What's going on here? Are you overdosing?"

Jiang Zhan frowned all of a sudden.

"How long have you been doing this? Why didn't you tell me? Do you know that the side effects of your doing this will get out of control...!"

Ji Qiuhan's medicine, Jiang Zhan, knows that all kinds of medicines can be mixed in the morning, noon and evening at most five pills at a time, and what he has now has already far exceeded the dosage prescribed by the doctor.

"Don't be mad..., only twice...,"

Ji Qiuhan knew that it would be difficult once Jiang Zhan found out about it.

"It's been a little unstable recently, you know, I often have those dreams at night, it's okay..."

Perhaps Ji Qiuhan wanted to cover up this matter as soon as possible,

For this reason, he held Jiang Zhan's cheek with his cold fingers, lowered his head and kissed the serious-looking man squatting on one knee in front of him comfortingly.

Jiang Zhan accepted his kiss, but it was obviously not so easy to fool. He turned his face and stretched out his long arms and took the medicine bottle on the bedside table. He shook it lightly twice, and there were only three or two pills in it. Everything is exposed.

"If I remember correctly, this bottle was opened last week. You told me there were only two times?"

The lie was exposed by convincing evidence, and Ji Qiuhan was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to remedy it. Jiang Zhan narrowed his handsome eyes, and he already had the attitude of wanting to liquidate.

It was probably the lover whose eyes fell on him again. He squatted down and his angle of view was slightly lower. Ji Qiuhan, who was sitting on the bed, was gripping his waist, which was about to become thin.

Jiang Zhan endured the anger that surged in his heart, and directly ordered the ban:

"You are not feeling well and need to rest. Tomorrow I will send someone to ask Professor Song to come over for a comprehensive and detailed examination. You should rest at home for the next two days and don't ask your team to come over."

Jiang Zhan's words meant that the two-hour office right was completely taken back, which was what Ji Qiuhan was most worried about.

"...No,! Now that 7.11 is at the most critical time, the website will immediately release the recovery results, and there are still two suspects who have not been brought to justice. I can't..."

"Knock—knock, Mr. Ji,"

At this time, the knock on the door of the night shift servant interrupted him.

"Mr. Ji, are you done with your work? Can you prepare dinner?"

Oops... Ji Qiuhan groaned inwardly, and sure enough, the next second, he raised his eyes and bumped into Jiang Zhan's eyes that were freezing cold.

"You've been so busy that you haven't eaten yet?"

It was nearly eight o'clock in the evening, and it was really a leaky house and it was raining all night... Ji Qiuhan sat on the edge of the bed, trapped between Jiang Zhan's strong arms.

"...I, forgot to pay attention to the time..."

Jiang Zhan stopped talking. He stared at Ji Qiuhan's unknowingly lowered and dodged eyelashes, and after a long time, he said, "I think you really owe a lesson to me recently. Let's go and eat first."