The demon king wants to hug me

The door of the room was pushed open with a "bang", hit the mottled wall and bounced back, Zhou Liang strode out hurriedly.

Qin Shen held Wu Zhiyin in his arms, whispered in his ear, and patted him on the back like coaxing a child.

Zhou Liang froze for a moment, slowed down, bowed his head and coughed.

Qin Shen turned his back to him, as if he didn't hear him, still protecting the person in his arms with one hand, and gently patted his back with the other.

Zhou Liang walked over, stood behind Qin Shen, took a deep breath, "President Qin, the current situation is like this..."

Qin Shen tilted his head slightly, glanced at Zhou Liang from the corner of his eye, let go of Wu Zhiyin, and held his shoulders with both hands, "You just wait here, don't move."

Wu Zhiyin frowned with thick eyebrows, and stepped back a little, "What am I waiting for here?" Then he glanced at Zhou Liang, "What is my sister doing in there? What are you going to do now? Did you ask her to call 110 by herself?"

Qin Shen winked at Zhou Liang, and Zhou Liang understood, "I'll talk to Mr. Qin about something first, why don't you wait for a while?"

"You should tell me about my sister first." Wu Zhiyin said as he walked into the house.

"Hey—" Zhou Liang stretched out his hand to stop him, "Wait a minute, really, don't go in."

Qin Shen's cheekbones tightened, the muscles on the side of his face bulged obviously, and he stared at them without warmth in his eyes.

Wu Zhiyin opened Zhou Liang's hand impatiently and continued to rush forward.

Just as Zhou Liang reached out to grab Wu Zhiyin from behind, Qin Shen raised his chin, "Let him go."

Wu Zhiyin lifted it up in one breath, glanced at the dimly lit window, and asked Zhou Liang, "Did something happen to my sister?"

Zhou Liang looked at him with complicated eyes, "Xiao Xin, you can call 120, I will call 110."

"I f*ck knitting, I'm 120." Wu Zhiyin strode up the stairs in front of the small building, pushed open the door, and a smell of blood was stronger than before.

The room has been cleaned up by Sister Taozi, a mop is leaning against the wall, the wooden mop is polished smooth and shiny, the white mop is stained bright red, and the pool of blood on the ground has been wiped clean.

Wang Yong did not hang by the bed, but lay flat on the pillow, the blood on his face was wiped clean.

Beside him lay Sister Taozi, sideways to him, with one hand on his waist.

Sister Taozi's eyes were closed, her face was whiter than paper, there was a deep blood hole on her neck, blood was still gushing out, the whole bed was soaked in blood, and the blood flowed under Sister Taozi and her husband, It dripped down the edge of the bed, staining the four corners of the bed red.

The floor was clean, and the bed was covered in blood.

Wu Zhiyin stood in front of the bed blankly, not even having the courage to look at Sister Taozi's eyelids and check her heartbeat.

That's why Qin Shen hugged him comfortingly.Qin Shen already knew what Sister Taozi wanted to do, but he let it go.

Wu Zhiyin pressed his forehead hard until he felt pain before turning around. Looking down, he saw a piece of letter paper on the bedside table with two lines of beautiful black characters on it: I can't face Xiaofeng, I'm not worthy to be His mother, I killed his father, I made him a child without a father, I am sorry for him.

Never tell Xiaofeng about this.

Leave everything behind me to Li Xin.

On a thin piece of paper, sister Taozi's last three words left in this world.

Wu Zhiyin picked up the suicide note, carefully folded it into a small cube, put it in the pocket of the sweater, lowered his head, walked out, walked slowly down the steps, walked up to Qin Shen and Zhou Liang, and said calmly, "Zhou Liang, did you hit me?" Is there an emergency number?"

"I...not yet." Zhou Liang took out his phone and began to tap the screen with his fingers.

"After calling 120, call 110 again. These two calls must be made at the same time." Wu Zhiyin said.

"Okay." Zhou Liang raised his eyelids and glanced at Wu Zhiyin, then leaned the phone to his ear.

"Qin Shen, come here." Wu Zhiyin didn't look at Qin Shen, turned around and walked to the wall.

Qin Shen followed Wu Zhiyin, looking at his thin and calm back with doubts.

Standing by the wall, Wu Zhiyin turned around, his handsome long eyebrows were tightly knit together, and his thick black eyes were bottomless.

The dark clouds in the night were low pressure, covering the moon, and also covering the different expressions in the eyes of Qin Shen and Wu Zhiyin.

"Qin Shen, why didn't you stop her just now?" Wu Zhiyin asked.

The Adam's apple rolled twice on his slender neck, Qin Shen didn't speak.

"You know what she's going to do, is it difficult to stop her?" Wu Zhiyin clenched his hands into fists and put them in his sweater pockets, "What did you just say?"

"How do you know I didn't stop her?" Qin Shen met Wu Zhiyin's eyes.

Qin Shen told Sister Taozi that she could go back to another world and let her wait.In his concept, this is called blocking, giving her a hope, and she can live on this hope.

As for the final choice, it was made by herself. She endured what she was willing to bear, and Qin Shen didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

This is completely different from what Wu Zhiyin thinks of blocking.Only sister Taozi survived, so it was stopped.

Just like the patients Dr. Wu has seen who are tortured by illness and have no desire to survive, he will still try his best to persuade patients and their families to accept treatment and surgery, tell them to persevere again, and tell them to believe in miracles.

Only by surviving, everything is possible, and when people are gone, all possibilities are gone.

"Okay," Wu Zhiyin bit his lips and nodded, "I know you don't care..." Seeing Qin Shen's solemn face, Wu Zhiyin swallowed the words that followed.

I know you monsters don't care, you can live for a long, long time, and you don't realize the shortness and preciousness of life.

Before Wu Zhiyin finished this sentence, he suddenly thought that in the book, the other world was finally destroyed, and Qin Shen didn't live for long.So he kindly shut up.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Wu Zhiyin's voice calmed down, "Wait for 120 to issue the death certificate, and then deal with the matter here step by step."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, walked to the side of the yard, and sat down on the small flower bed.

Qin Shen frowned, Wu Zhiyin's reaction was different from what he had imagined.He followed and stood by the flower bed.

"Is there any smoke?" Wu Zhiyin stretched out his hand towards him, his slender fingers spread out like drooping white magnolia petals.

"No." Qin Shen shook his head.

"Did Zhou Liang bring a cigarette?" Wu Zhiyin shouted at Zhou Liang.

After Zhou Liang made the call, he grabbed his mobile phone and walked towards the flower bed, "I didn't bring it, I don't smoke. My colleagues will come over right away. They have cigarettes. I'll ask them for it later."

Wu Zhiyin turned sideways and pulled a leaf from an unknown tree in his mouth.

Qin Shen put his hands in his trouser pockets and stared at Wu Zhiyin.

The three of them were thinking about their own things, and they were silent for a while.

Zhou Liang’s mobile phone message prompts sounded one after another. He kept swiping, clicking, and replying. After working for a while, he looked up, “110 came here to make a record. See? Put it on the bedside table."

"Well, here I am." Wu Zhiyin patted the sweater pocket.

"Did you take it out? You have to put it back, and you can't damage the scene." Zhou Liang said.

"Here," Wu Zhiyin took out a small white square, "You can put it back."

"Hey, forget it...you take it, I just took a picture." Zhou Liang refused to enter the house again.

"How do you notify the family members of this situation?" Wu Zhiyin asked, "Xiaofeng has to keep it secret, what about the other family members? Old people or something."

"I just asked our household registration to check. Wang Yong has no other relatives besides his parents." Zhou Liang swiped open the phone screen and opened the document sent by the household registration just now. "The old man is also old, 8 or 90 years old. .”

"Then let's keep it a secret. I can't stand this kind of stimulation when I'm old." Wu Zhiyin had no intention of discussing it with anyone, and made his own decision.

"As for Yu Lintao's matter," Zhou Liang turned to Qin Shen, "I still need the help of Mr. Qin, her main relatives should be in another world, and we can't find the household registration here."

"Yeah." Qin Shen looked away, took out his phone, tapped it, and put it to his ear, "Go and check on Yu Lintao's family, and then tell them that Yu Lintao has passed away, and inform them to come to the funeral home tomorrow."

The other side of the phone did not know what to ask, Qin Shen briefly explained, "Yu Lintao is Li Xin's sister, and I am with Li Xin now."

After explaining, he stopped and waited for the person on the other end of the phone to speak, "No, you don't need to worry about this matter, the police over there will deal with it. Call me after you find out."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Shen said to Wu Zhiyin, "I asked Yi Qian to check it, it should be soon, wait a moment." After speaking, he stretched out his hand, took off the leaf from the corner of Wu Zhiyin's mouth, pinched it between his fingers and looked at it, "Also I don’t know if it’s poisonous, so I put it in my mouth.”

"Not poisonous," Wu Zhiyin glanced at him, "This tree is so ugly, how could it be poisonous?"

"What?" Qin Shen frowned.

"The more beautiful it is, the more toxic it is. This is the consensus in the biological world." Wu Zhiyin said.

"What about you?" Qin Shen bent down and looked at Wu Zhiyin, "You're pretty too."

"Don't fucking tease me." Wu Zhiyin grabbed a leaf with his backhand, and was about to stuff it into his mouth again.

I don't know what kind of trick Qin Shen used, but before the leaf was stuffed into his mouth, he was pinched by Qin Shen's two fingers and dangled in front of Wu Zhiyin's eyes.

"Hey, you..." Wu Zhiyin puffed up his cheeks.

"Don't chew the leaves, you won't be afraid of a stomachache. I'll buy you cigarettes." Qin Shen twisted the two leaves in his hand and threw them into the flower bed, then turned and walked out of the yard.

When Qin Shen's figure disappeared outside the courtyard gate, Zhou Liang stretched his legs and squatted down beside the flower bed, "Li Xin, you are very skilled in handling this kind of thing, you can't be fooled by appearances."

"What proficiency?" Wu Zhiyin put his hands on his knees, leaning forward with his upper body.

"You are not afraid of blood in a room, and you even order 110, 120 and so on, very organized." Zhou Liang said.

Wu Zhiyin stared at the ground without making a sound.

Not long after, Qin Shen pushed open the courtyard door and walked in, and threw a pack of cigarettes and a lighter to Wu Zhiyin, "Smoking less, it's not a good thing."

Smoking is not a good thing, everyone knows that.But if you have to stand by the operating table for 18 hours a day and try it, at that time you can have cigarettes, tea and coffee, who cares if it’s a good thing?

Wu Zhiyin skillfully opened the cigarette case, pinched one in his mouth, covered the lighter with his hand, lit it, took a deep puff, the cigarette butt lit up a little red, and the light gray smoke floated in front of his eyes with.

The soft and beautiful youthful face, the sophisticated hesitation, and Wu Zhiyin's unique clear feeling are faintly visible in the smoke. There is a misplaced charm, which makes Qin Shen reluctant to blink, for fear that everything will become nothingness when he closes his eyes.. ....

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