On the first day of July, Jiao Bai asked a passerby to borrow a phone and called Zhang Zhen. This is where the benefit of habitually memorizing phone numbers comes into play, for use in emergencies.
Jiaobai and Liang Dong hid at the border, eating one meal and going hungry the next.
Two days later, the Qi family broke into the border and brought the茭白, who was suffering from vomiting and diarrhea, back to Xicheng.
Jiaobai woke up in his bed, with a dripping infusion bottle hanging beside the bed. His mind went blank for a moment, and then he contacted the police. He gave the information about the gangster's hideout over the phone.
The police said that someone had provided more detailed information and drawn a route map before him.
Jiaobai put his phone aside and fell asleep peacefully.
Zhang Zhen's two legs were injured and he couldn't get out of bed. He was lying in the hospital. His psychiatrist was living in the ward these days and he didn't dare to leave at all.
"Give me your brother's medical report," the psychiatrist said. "You have read it at least five times."
Zhang Zhen flipped the papers stubbornly, his eyes bloodshot to a terrifying degree.
The psychiatrist pulled the rubber band off her ponytail and scratched her hair a few times. She then showed her fatigue: "Mr. Zhang, your current condition is very bad. When your brother comes to the hospital to see you, he will definitely be worried about you."
The sound of flipping papers suddenly stopped.
Then, the medical examination report was stuffed under the pillow, and my heavy and aching head pressed down on it, protecting it like a treasure.
The ward became quiet. The psychologist sat on a chair and read a book. She read for a while, and only when she was sure that Zhang Zhen was really asleep did she dare to catch up on her sleep.
During this period, Qi Huai was in charge of searching for wild rice stems. He searched with injuries, and the wound on his abdomen kept splitting and getting infected. He also had to run to the research institute, and he hardly slept. He was also resting in the office at this moment.
Everyone is very tired.
Fortunately, the troubled June is finally over.
Jiaobai thought so too, but God just didn't want him to be comfortable.
Dean Qi came to see him.
At that time, he was on the phone with Yu Ling. They had been chatting for a while and had gone through all the procedures of saying and asking.
Yu Ling whispered, "Thank you for saving Xiao Xiang."
"You're welcome." Jiaobai leaned against the bed and watched a movie. "When are you going to take Yu Xiang to a sanatorium abroad?"
Yu Ling was silent for a while: "It's not that urgent."
"Did the Cen family let you go?" Jiaobai turned down the volume of the TV.
Yu Ling said: "Maybe."
"Cen Jingmo has been shutting himself in to visitors recently. He has not participated in any activities and has not dealt with any external voices." Yu Ling added, "The terrorist attack caused the Cen family's stock price to fall to an unprecedented low."
Jiaobai said "Oh", then Tan Jun should let Shen Er'an take action. I just don't know how Shen Er'an's treatment is going. Shen Er'an has never contacted him, and his number can't be dialed. Jiaobai is used to it.
Just as Liang Dong said, Shen Er'an is no longer Shen Er'an, he is the young director of Shen's family, and he has sold his life and soul to power.
"Zaobai, I..."
Yu Ling was interrupted by Jiao Bai before he finished speaking, "I have something to do here, let's talk later, I'm hanging up."
Jiaobai ended the call and looked at the uninvited guest who walked in without knocking: "Dean Qi, why are you here? Is it my third brother's..."
"Not awake." Dean Qi did not sit down, but stood. She looked down at the thin young man on the bed, her eyes hard to describe.
Jiaobai's heart was filled with alarm bells: "Just say what you want to say."
"Then I'll just say it straight." Dean Qi wore contact lenses. Without the obstruction of lenses and frames, her deep features were quite similar to those of Qi Yiliao.
Jiaobai felt like he was about to face a clichéd, melodramatic plot. Dean Qi wrote a check and threw it in his face, saying, "Fill in a number and leave my brother."
However, what he heard was even older and more ridiculous than the plot.
Jiaobai's back left the bedside: "What did you say?"
No need for honorifics.
Dean Qi said harshly, "Since you have heard it clearly, there is no need to repeat it. Let's save some time."
Jiaobai's chest felt like it had been hit by a dull punch. Damn it, this person actually said that he was going to use medicine to restore Qi Yiliao's normal functions, allowing him to combine with the elf in a coma.
Fucking together.
What normal function? Qi Yilao was normal, he just restrained himself.
"Dean Qi came personally to inform me and let me know your decision. What do you want from me?" Jiaobai's tone was very bad.
Dean Qi said: "I hope you will cooperate."
"How can I cooperate?" Jiaobai raised his lips, revealing two small fangs. "Is it that the research institute doesn't listen to you, or is it that even after using the medicine, Qi Yilao is unwilling to interact with others, and I have to come forward to do the communication work?"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Dean Qi's skin was looser than before, her eye bags were sagging, and her complexion was not good. She said coldly: "Do you think that you have the right to talk to me just because you inherited all my brother's inheritance?"
The茭白 seems to be smiling, so what
Dean Qi was in a stalemate with the young man. She didn't know what she was thinking about. A gleam of sarcasm flashed across her eyes, then disappeared in a flash.
"Yes, I am here to ask you for a favor." said Dean Qi.
This woman suddenly changed her strategy, and Jiaobai's vigilance skyrocketed. He didn't say anything, ready to counter her move.
"Let me tell you about the Qi family." Dean Qi looked up at the small window on the wall. "The windows in the castle are all like this, high up, small in size, covered with vines, and always gloomy."
"Do you know why it is designed this way?" She laughed briefly, "It is convenient for releasing human nature."
"It was only after my brother took over the building that he started turning on the lights. All the lights you see were his idea," said Dean Qi. "Before that, it was always dark here. Sometimes I would run into a couple just by turning a corner."
The茭白 swallows saliva, and there is no need to say what the man and woman do.
"At that time, the Qi family did not split up, and they all lived here." Dean Qi narrowed her eyes, and pairs of figures seemed to float in her pupils. "The Qi family, a famous and prestigious family..."
Next, Dean Qi explained the reasons why the Qi family had so few members.
Jiaobai guessed the main idea.
The ancestors of the Qi family had a hereditary disease. Females are less likely to inherit the disease than males, and the onset time of males is uncertain. Once they become ill, they will go crazy and their life will pass away faster.
The closer the blood relationship, the higher the chance of inheriting the disease and the chance of developing the disease.
The trigger of the disease is the collapse of emotional management.
After the onset of the disease, one can only sink to the bottom of all desires, with no possibility of waking up again.
In order to cure this disease, the Qi family set up a research institute and conducted various experiments, consuming a large amount of manpower and resources, but still could not eradicate it.
When it came to Qi Yilao's father's generation, he accidentally met Qi Yilao's mother and found that combining with her could suppress his inner violence, so he forcibly abducted her, married her, and asked her to bear several children for him.
Qi Yiliao's father lived longer than his brothers, and lived to be over sixty years old.
The family interrogated Qi Yilao's mother, wanting to know where her relatives were, but she said she had no memory of that part.
Jiaobai frowned when he heard this. Qi Yilao's mother was the hope of the Qi family, so it was easy to imagine how she was interrogated and how long it took.
"My mother liked original foreign books. She would let my brother copy them by hand, and would punish him with a ruler if he made any mistakes." Behind every word written by Dean Qi, the debris buried by time was dragged out. "She hoped that he could learn to restrain himself and not become a person like his father."
"All living things have instincts. Humans are advanced animals and have more instincts. Desire is the root of those instincts, and everyone has them." Dean Qi smiled, "The result of long-term suppression is that people are damaged."
Jiaobai thought to himself, Qi Yilao was not a bad person, he was just imprisoning himself.
"The Qi family has been searching for my mother's relatives for generations, but it's like looking for a needle in a haystack." Dean Qi adjusted his short hair, which had grown a little longer. "My brother is lucky. He caught up with them."
"This year I found out something. The child sent to the research institute last year is from the same village as my mother. The people in the village have genetic mutations due to the water source. Their voices are special and it is difficult to tell whether they are male or female. There is a trait in their blood that can calm the cerebral cortex, which is exactly the right condition for the Qi family's genetic disease. It can be said that the disease was tailor-made for the Qi family." said Dean Qi.
A line of words seemed to float in front of Jiaobai's eyes: Sentinel and guide, made in heaven, a perfect match.
"Jiaobai, I'm sure you are not completely ignorant of what I've told you." Dean Qi crossed his arms, "Shouldn't you let your third brother take the path of survival that God has given you?"
Jiaobai met her mocking and sharp eyes, as if seeing through his selfishness. He groped around in a small area with his hand on the quilt, grabbed the phone, and hooked his fingers around the keychain. The cold metal touch made his sweaty palm tremble.
Damn, I knew the appearance of the elf was a knife. It’s been hanging for so long and finally fell down.
"Then I can't push him up," Jiaobai heard his own relatively calm voice, "He doesn't know anything, and I make choices for him. What kind of thing is this? When he wakes up, he will hate me."
"He is conscious." Dean Qi said, "You know it."
The茭白 was speechless.
Dean Qi seemed to have anticipated his hesitation, and he pressed him with sharp words: "Check your conscience, who is he lying in the research institute for now?"
Jiaobai touched the small key.
"Last year was his biennial physical examination, and everything was going well, but he interrupted it because of your accident." Dean Qi was a little out of control, "He woke up on his own!"
The family ties in the Qi family are not strong, but that doesn't mean she wants to see the Qi family go to ruin.
How could this current head of the family fall when he hasn't yet trained a successor? Since there is an opportunity to change the status quo, we must seize it.
Jiaobai always thought that Qi Yiliao woke up early at that time because Zhang Zhen went to the hospital to find him.
Who knows...
Jiaobai hung his head in a daze. Did he wake up on his own? Qi Yiliao told him that…
"Don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth." Dean Qi said harshly, "He is sincere to you. If you have any concern, you should consider him."
Jiaobai twitched his lips, wanting to say something, but then he didn't want to say it. He leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes fixed on the TV screen.
The movie has just begun and it’s still early to the end.
Dean Qi said a lot, and when she was about to throw off her old-fashioned aura of a rich lady from a big family, Jiao Bai said in a hoarse voice, "I will go to the research institute."
The room finally became quiet.
Jiaobai turned off the TV and lay down in bed to sleep. He went to the research institute after dark. He didn't even change his clothes. He was just wearing pajamas. His hair was messy and his face was red from sleeping.
A friend’s profile picture reflects his or her thoughts.
Qi Yiliao was aware of the outside world, otherwise he would not have heard his confession and wanted to leave, but was called back by him.
Jiaobai wrapped himself in the special protective suit of the research institute and entered the medical cabin alone. He stood in front of the bed and looked at Qi Yilao without saying a word.
After watching for a long time, Jiaobai took off his mask and whispered in Qi Yiliao's ear: "Do you miss me?"
Qi Yiliao did not move.
The cat shed tears.
"Miss me." Jiaobai smiled, "I miss you too."
The cat twitched its tail very slightly.
Jiaobai touched Qi Yilao through the protective gear on his hand, but he felt unsatisfied, so he took off the protective gear and touched him with his hand, then patted Qi Yilao's cheek with satisfaction.
"I'm here this time,"
Jiaobai paused, "Wait a moment, I'll brew it."
I had thought about it on the way here, but damn it! That's it! Jiaobai took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. His eyes were red at this time.
"Dean Qi, your sister has a plan that will be good for you."
The wild rice was cold and its breath was trembling. He spoke the second half of the story in a halting manner, his lips pressed against Qi Yiliao's earlobe, his eyes staring straight at the bloody cat, "Do you want to agree?"