Chu Yu took Xia Yihan back to the ward. Their room was located on the west side of the activity hall, and it was on the same floor as Xue Jinping's ward, but the directions were different and the specifications were different. The wards starting with the floor were generally multi-person rooms, while the rooms starting with 0 , Usually single or double rooms, some are offices and nurses' restrooms.
Chu Yu and Xia Yihan lived in 012, which was originally a deluxe single room, with an extra bed for two people.
After experiencing the "dragon" storm and the change of "villagers", Chu Yu and Xia Yihan went back to the room after seeing that the stroll was about the same. After closing the door, the two of them sat opposite each other, Chu Yu lowered his head, touched Xia Yihan's fleece sneakers with his snow boots, "Are you afraid that I will suddenly leave you?"
Xia Yihan didn't say a word, he clamped Chu Yu's shoe toe, rubbed it back and forth, and started playing on his own.
Chu Yu leaned forward on the edge of the bed, raised her eyes and looked at Xia Yihan. She originally wanted to swear to God that she would not leave, but when she thought about it, if the 30-day time limit came, she would hand over to the Public Security Bureau. , does this count as leaving
As soon as she hesitated, the room fell silent, only Xia Yihan rubbed the uppers of her shoes, making a rustling sound, which was a bit harsh.
She didn't say a word, the phone rang for her, and the bell rang. When Chu Yu saw the caller ID, it was the dean Qin Lingshu, who had serious business and had to answer it.
She stood up: "It's almost time for dinner, I'm going to bring the food."
After she finished speaking, she walked out, and her toes suddenly moved out from between Xia Yihan's feet. Xia Yihan looked down at her toes, leaving a gap, then brought her feet together, toes facing each other, and rubbed herself to play.
Chu Yu went to the corridor and answered the phone.
"Hello, President Qin."
"Chu, the hat and the ward are ready, you can take a look. If there are any deficiencies, we will improve it immediately."
Chu Yu rushed to the dean's office. The arrangement of the relevant equipment this time was a secret operation, and there were not many people involved, including Fang Datuo, Qin Lingshu, Dr. Zhen in charge of Xue Jinping, and head nurse Zhu.
The corresponding arrangements after that will be communicated by President Qin and the others.
For this meeting, Chu Yu needed two things. One was a micro-current sensor disguised as a hat to detect brain waves, and the other was a room disguised as Ward 413 to temporarily house Xue Jinping.
Just finished the request with the preparation team in the morning, and finished the work in the afternoon. Chu Yu finally checked it twice—the microcurrent sensor is an arc shape and is fixed in the wool cap. The whole is a bit like a safety helmet. Hat lining, just missing the chin strap.
The room is arranged in Ward 513 on the upper floor of 413. The interior layout is the same as that of 413. In addition, the decoration is exactly the same. The furniture is changed. If you only move indoors, you can fool the past, but when you go out, you have to reveal the stuffing. After all, it has been separated by floors. Lou, unless you're completely insane, you can definitely see the difference.
Chu Yu walked around the room, not daring to ask for perfection: "Yes, that's enough!"
Fang Datuo and Nurse Zhu saw that their works had passed the final review, and before they had time to celebrate, they immediately began to work again. Obviously, it was a simple meeting, like family members visiting patients, but they all met with leaders of hostile countries. Yes, protective and testing equipment must be arranged in advance.
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The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, Xue Jinping was in a stable state, in an intermittent period, and her consciousness was normal, while Xia Yihan's state had been stable. Since her arrest until now, there has been no panic and anxiety that a "prisoner" should have.
However, Chu Yu never took her as a prisoner. She lived a better life than the boss of Superman, and was called the most favored criminal in history.
When 012 came out, Chu Yu put a wool cap on Xia Yihan and covered her ears. The water dripped into ice and had to prevent freezing. At the door of Ward 413, Chu Yu confessed: "You can have a good chat with Aunt Xue, and no one will disturb you during the whole process, just the two of you."
"If you have any discomfort, you can call me at any time, I'm right next door." After speaking, she shook Xia Yihan's arm.
Xia Yihan nodded, turned and entered the room.
Next door to 413 is temporarily set up as a command room. Muyu is responsible for monitoring and monitoring, Fang Datuo is responsible for receiving and analyzing the signals collected by the sensors, and several security personnel and nurses are ready to prepare for emergencies. .
Room 413 is closed.
Xue Jinping was sitting in the room. She was also wearing a woolen cap and a cotton-padded hospital gown, with a sweater and thermal underwear inside. The edge, pressed by the hat, was attached to the sides of the cheeks.
She has been a nail householder in 413 for four years, and her condition has been repeated, but it is not good. The hospital has no way to do anything about her, and she herself has an attitude of "don't give up treatment" - you can treat it if you want, anyway, I won't That's it!
Seeing Xia Yihan entering the house, she didn't respond. In recent years, she was like an animal kept in a zoo, and many people came to see her, but the one that caught her attention was already dead.
Chu Yu stared at the monitor, the screen was high-definition, it was equivalent to giving a close-up of Xue Jinping's face, Chu Yu was a little surprised, she saw Xia Yihan, but she didn't react at all
Xia Yihan didn't get too close to Xue Jinping, so she sat against the wall, facing the window, there were cushions and armrests on the chair, Xia Yihan lay on the top, quite uncle went into the teahouse, and had a leisurely afternoon tea.
The two did not speak, and were silent for a while.
In front of the screen, there was still a capable middle-aged woman who looked like Xue Jinping. She was a martial arts actor. She closely watched Xue Jinping's figure and tried to imitate her every movement and expression.
Muyu looked at the picture as if it was still, and his expressionless face showed impatience: "If the two of them sit there for a day, should we go in, give them a meal and water, and take a break?"
Chu Yu folded his arms and shook his head slightly, "Probably not, Xiao Huaihua is a better time than us."
Since Xia Yihan made a request to come to Fushan Hospital, she must have her purpose.
Sure enough, Chu Yu just made the prophecy, and it was fulfilled immediately, and it should be a big deal.
Xia Yihan stared at Xue Jinping motionless, when he spoke, the corners of his lips were clearly raised, but he couldn't see a smile, "I'm afraid Auntie doesn't recognize me, but it's not surprising, after all, you have been closed up for many years, and you don't get along well. People talk, don't watch the news, don't know me, it's normal."
As soon as the sound came out, Muyu squeezed the earphone tightly, his cold hair stood on end, his body tensed like an electric shock, and he exchanged glances with Chu Yu.
Chu Yu put on the headset immediately, and the receiver of the mobile phone completed the voice decoding, restored it to a voice signal, and sent it to her ears.
At this moment, in Room 412, although there are people No. 7 or 8, it is quieter than 413, and they dare not come out, for fear of disturbing the "heavyweight" conversation between the two people next door.
After Xia Yihan said this, Xue Jinping turned her head to look at her, but her eyes hadn't focused yet, so she turned her eyes away again, she wasn't interested and didn't want to pay attention.
Xia Yihan was not embarrassed to see her ignoring him, so he started a stand-up comedy.
"Although my aunt doesn't recognize me, she should know my father. His name is Mu Shangqing."
This time, Xue Jinping turned to stare at her, her eyes narrow like a vulture.
"He is very white, and his skin is a little bluish when he is illuminated by the light at night. His eyebrows are thick and black, and the roots are very neat. , turned into a curved trapezoid, under the eyebrows are the eyes, he has double eyelids, his eye sockets are deep, when he smiles, there will be lying cicadas, wrapping his eyes, the smile is brewing in the eyeballs, his nose bone is very high, But below the eyebrows, there is a concave arc that looks like a rolling hill when viewed from the side..."
When she said this, Xia Yihan's face was calm, but her eyes were a little blurred. She looked at Xue Jinping, but the focus was not on her, as if passing through her and looking at the painting behind her, which was a self-portrait of Mu Shangqing. Xia Yihan described it vividly according to the picture.
However, the painting was not hung on the wall, but in Xia Yihan's mind, stored in high-definition and recalled at any time.
Chu Yu was astonished. She had seen Mu Shangqing's photos not 100 times, but 80 times, but now if she was asked to describe her appearance, she could only describe it in general terms: clear eyebrows, long eyebrows, big eyes, tall High nose, thin lips.
It is not as good as Xia Yihan at all. It is worthy of being his own. It is equivalent to showing the photo of Mu Shangqing in front of Xue Jinping in the form of voice.
But Xia Yihan was intoxicated, but Xue Jinping's reaction was not very good. She clenched the quilt with both hands and twisted it a few times, her eyes wandering, trying to escape.
Nurse Zhu looked at the screen and frowned, "She's not in a good condition, she may be sick."
Chu Yu glanced at the signal data collected by the sensor, and took a deep breath: "For now, hold on tight."
Xia Yihan noticed Xue Jinping's change, she ignored it, and continued to paint with voice: "His voice is very special, he has always been a youthful tone, his articulation is clear, especially his tongue, which is more pronounced than ordinary people, I will imitate it for you... "
As she said that, she cleared her throat, lowered her voice, and looked at Xue Jinping, her eyebrows were warm, and she had a bit of Mu Shangqing's shadow: "Sister Xue, do you still recognize me? I'm Shang Qing!"
Xue Jinping jumped up suddenly, rushed towards Xia Yihan, grabbed her neck, and threw her against the wall.
Xia Yihan didn't fight back, her neck was pinched, but it didn't affect her performance. She imitated it like a decent: "Don't you recognize me... I'm... I'm Shang Qing—"
Xue Jinping shouted, trying to cover her voice. She cried and howled, pinching Xia Yihan's neck with one hand, grabbing her hair with the other, and slamming her head against the wall desperately.
The medical staff rushed in and tried to hold Xue Jinping and hug her away, but she didn't know where the burst of strength was, and she was as powerful as an ox.
The nurse used anesthesia, lifted her onto a gurney, put a rope straight on, and tied her up.
Xia Yihan was lying on the ground, his hair was torn up, covering his face.
As soon as Chu Yu entered the room, he rushed to her side, held her in his arms, brushed away the messy strands of hair, only to find that she had fainted and her forehead was blue.