Your nemesis passed out again

"These are all my private affairs, and the right to choose should be my own."

Wen Yuhe nodded: "I can't control your affairs."

"Theoretically yes."

Unable to talk, only the sound of closing the door is left to isolate the two of them...

Late at night, the sound of wheelchairs outside.

Wen Ningshu got out of bed and walked towards the door.

The old man pushed the wheels with both hands back and forth in the corridor, lowered his head, and his empty trousers swayed slightly with the wheelchair.

Wen Ningshu opened the door of the ward and sat down on the bench by the corridor.

The old man turned the wheel with both hands, and finally the wheelchair stopped in front of Wen Ning's book. When the four eyes met, the smile on his gray face was kind and gentle.

"meet again."

"Well, speaking of the past few days I've been in the hospital, I often hear the sound of your wheelchair relaxing in the corridor at night." Wen Ning wrote with a smile, not intending to reveal the identity of the old man as dead for the time being.

The old man lowered his head and patted the armrest of the wheelchair: "It's not a good thing to hear my voice every night."

It's not a good thing to talk to a spiritual force that is no longer in the same world.

Wen Ningshu vaguely thought of the little girl in red at the funeral parlor, and couldn't help chuckling at the phrase about dying.

"Young man, you don't think I'm joking with you, do you?"

"I remember that we didn't finish our conversation last time." Wen Ningshu answered irrelevantly.

The old man froze for a moment, patted the armrest of the wheelchair with his hand, hesitated to speak, then just shook his head with a smile.

"Unspeakable?" Wen Ningshu stood up, the old man clenched his hands into fists, and looked towards the corridor with cloudy eyes.

"It's useless, he won't come to die for me."

As soon as the words fell, the old man disappeared.

Wen Ningshu turned back to his room and just opened the door.

There was a sound not far away.

He paused, wrapped his windbreaker tightly, and walked slowly towards the source of the sound.

The closer to the safe passage, the louder the sound.

It seems that something is struggling with all its strength.

Wen Ningshu walked forward slowly through the round glass window on the escape door, and the wall was stained with shocking blood.

Holding his breath, he slowly put his hands on the door of the safe passage, and the door was pulled open a crack.

A woman in a nurse uniform could be vaguely seen sitting on the ground, her body twitching slightly.

Wen Ningshu just wanted to push the door open.

With a muffled sound, the woman fell to the ground.

His eyes were wide open and he stared at the crack of the door. Under the dim light, the blood hole on his neck leaked disgusting blood foam.

"Fresh food found again..."

Wen Ningshu let go of the handle, subconsciously took two steps back.

The door of the safe passage opened, and a person in a black robe gradually approached. Under the cover of the black robe, the red eyes still couldn't conceal the chilling killing intent.

Wen Ningshu stared at the person who came, and clenched his fists tightly.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard, and Wen Ningshu looked towards the exit of the safe passage, and the murderer who had approached step by step just now had disappeared.

Wen Ningshu turned his head and saw a man in casual clothes standing behind him.

Looking at Wen Ningshu, he hesitated for a moment, then smiled and stepped forward to extend his hand to Wen Ningshu.

"Old classmate, long time no see."

"We know each other?" Wen Ning asked.

"During high school, you and I were at the same table for a year."

Wen Ningshu pursed his lower lip tightly, and had no impression of this face.

Glancing at the closed door, he only cared about the corpse in the safe passage.

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember me, as long as I remember you, I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for so many years, and I still look as weak as before."

"Oh."

The man raised his head and sniffed, and frowned unhappily: "Have you smelled blood around here?"

"Well, a woman just died in the safe passage."

Wen Ningshu's tone was calm, he was used to seeing the world, and there was not even a trace of emotion on his face.

On the contrary, the man who insisted on a relationship widened his eyes and quickly pushed open the door of the safe passage.

After a while, he covered his mouth and looked at Wen Ningshu with an indigestible expression on his face.

Standing by the side, Wen Ningshu took out his mobile phone and calmly dialed the police number.

It was very noisy tonight, even more noisy than when Xun Qin was there.

Wen Ningshu sat in the corridor of the hospital and cooperated with the police to take notes.

The inquiry was not over until about two o'clock in the morning.

People from the forensic department in the corridor were still searching for traces around.

This is not the first homicide in this hospital.

Wen Ningshu was sitting on the bench in the corridor rubbing his temples. After the man was questioned, he came to sit next to Wen Ningshu.

"The corpse just now didn't scare you, did it? I heard that you confronted the murderer head-on?" the man asked.

"No."

"Looking at how weak you are, I didn't expect you to be very courageous. My legs are still weak now."

Wen Ningshu rubbed his aching temples, and couldn't fall asleep after two o'clock in the morning. His brain was in severe pain, and there were people chattering in his ears.

For a while, his face darkened.

"very noisy."

"Hold...Sorry, I'm just surprised, you are really too calm when facing the murderer and the corpse, but you were also like this when you were at the same table back then, it seemed that the wind would blow, but what? Not afraid."

"I want to chat when I have time. I'm tired."

Wen Ningshu got up and walked to the ward.

The man sat awkwardly on the chair, watching Wen Ningshu push away to a ward more than ten meters away.

The panicked expression on his face gradually faded away, his eyes fixed on the place where Wen Ningshu disappeared, and his knuckle fingers gently rubbed against his chin.

In the ward.

As soon as Wen Ningshu pulled back the quilt, he saw Xun Qin lying on the bed.

A pair of beautiful big eyes stared straight at Wen Ningshu.

The sunburn marks on his face hadn't healed yet, and with the look in his eyes at this moment, he looked like a pitiful puppy.

"What are you doing here in this situation?" Wen Ningshu asked.

Xun Qin lay on the bed: "I've thought about it for a long time, and I must protect your safety."

"Wait for your protection, I already have a bed in the morgue." Wen Ningshu closed his eyes wearily: "How much do you know about the turmoil in the hospital, do you know the murderer?"

"...I, how could I know me? I'm different from that kind of flirtatious bastard who kills people indiscriminately."

Wen Ningshu nodded wearily: "Go to sleep."

Xun Qin stared at Wen Ningshu anxiously.

"You shouldn't be looking for trouble, those guys are very restless."

"If I had arrived earlier, maybe she wouldn't have died." Wen Ning wrote.

Xun Qin suddenly sat up from the bed, and looked at Wen Ningshu angrily: "She won't die, what about you? Look at your little arms and legs, do you think you can fight against them?"

Wen Ningshu chuckled, opened his eyes and looked at Xun Qin lazily: "Every time you get excited, you have to sit up to express it?"

Xun Qin grabbed the quilt in embarrassment, curled his lips at Wen Ningshu, and had no choice but to lie back on the bed obediently.

Even he didn't understand why he was suppressed to death by a weak human being.

"I know it's really a move, but I'm just trying to block the car with my arms." Wen Ningshu took a deep breath: "But maybe I can help her delay for a while, so she won't die."

"how about you?"

"I do not mind."