Haigu People's Hospital.
Sun Qian'an woke up from the duty room. She didn't know if it was because she had been too tight these past few days, but her head still hurt a little. Dr. Sun sighed towards the rising sun outside the window and swallowed an ibuprofen.
The phone screen lights up and is filled with WeChat messages. Sun Qian'an picked up information casually, and without exception, it was all information about family members.
[Dad: An'an, I didn't see you come home yesterday. Wasn't it because it wasn't the night shift?]
[Dad: Have you changed shifts for others again?]
What follows are several voices from my father.
Sun Qian opened it and listened, then used hot water to make coffee. In the voice, my father rambled for a long time, mostly focusing on the theme of "staying up late is harmful to health." After talking about it, my mother also chimed in. Her style was much more straightforward than that of Officer Sun—
"Daughter, you are a doctor and you know what you are doing. It doesn't matter if you are busy. Remember to check for tumors in your head in time, and don't take them seriously if they are benign. Be careful and risk your life if you get tired. It's not worth it."
"It's okay, Mom, I just saw it a while ago. Wait until I become a top boss and find time to do the surgery."
Sun Qian responded with a smile and put the phone next to the sink.
Loud TV music, ordinary chandelier lighting. Yin Ren looked at Zhong Cheng holding the cake and said - for the first time, hesitation appeared on that man's face.
The nurse took a small and exquisite biosafety transfer box and walked to the elevator going downstairs.
Wait, what story did she read to the child that night
Sun Qian stopped in the corridor, his mind going blank.
"Make a wish, son." Cheng Xuehua smiled.
Maybe it was too late and he was too tired, so Sun Qian subconsciously rubbed his temples. When people reach their thirties, they will always subconsciously forget something - such as yesterday's lunch, such as whether they locked the door before leaving, such as thoughts that were so clear just a few minutes ago.
Forget it, mom was right. You'd better find a chance to check that little tumor again.
After that, she specially stuffed Yin Ren with a round and cute crispy persimmon.
"I hope that no matter what happens in the future, we will be the best accomplices."
"Oh—" Yin Ren quietly lengthened his voice, "Is that just that?"
Yin Ren deeply suspected that there might be many "0"s after "29". By now, he has given up on the chaotic generational structure in this family - the Zhong family and his wife do not need to know that the person in the kitchen is older than the city.
The red liquid in the pot kept bubbling. Zhong Cheng said, grabbing the kitchen utensils and carefully checking the watch beside the pot.
"I like you very much, and I want to make a wish that we will always love each other." Zhong Cheng said and turned his head a little uncomfortably, "But if I make such a wish to you, I won't know whether you like me or just want to fulfill it. my wish.”
This time, he hesitated.
"Tomato and oxtail soup, he insists on making it himself." Zhong Youde wiped his sweat on the sofa and looked at Yin Ren with a complicated expression, "My son rarely insists on doing anything for these trivial matters. It seems that you two have a good relationship. - Just talking about this dish, he firmly believes that he understands your taste better. ”
"I hope all my family members will be healthy and live a long life." Zhong Cheng said in a serious voice and solemnly blew out the candles in front of him. The two elders of the Zhong family smiled at each other, and the wrinkles on their faces relaxed a little.
Yin Ren smiled and placed the fruit plate. Next to the fruit plate, a small and exquisite eight-inch cake was ready. I bought a chocolate flavored cake and made it into the shape of a wooden pile. The cake was topped with a lot of fresh fruits that Zhong Cheng said he liked, and sprinkled with icing that looked like falling snow. The candle with "29" written on it has been inserted and is waiting to be lit.
Just before the sun set, Zhong Chengshuo carefully carried the tomato and oxtail soup and moved to the table one step at a time.
It stands to reason that the sooner a brain tumor is dealt with, the better. It’s just that the location of the tumor is tricky and it’s benign, so the risk of surgery is too great. Apart from the occasional trance and fatigue, it has no fatal adverse effects, and Dr. Sun does not intend to live his life with it in fear.
Okay, Qianqian needs to confirm again. The child's condition has been improving and he will be discharged soon.
One belongs to Yin Ren a few months ago, and the other belongs to Zhong Chengshuo a few months ago.
In the dimly lit living room, two small firelights swayed gently.
Next to the birthday cake, several home-cooked dishes have been laid out. The beer in the refrigerator stood on the edge of the table, and there was a light soda on the bottle. There was fresh apple juice placed where Zhong Cheng said it, and the juice exuded a faint sweet taste.
Considering that Comrade Xiao Zhong is no longer young, no one sang happy birthday. Zhong Youde turned on the TV, and the living room was filled with cheerful advertising music and news broadcasts. Cheng Xuehua picked up the lighter and steadily lit the two number candles.
A few nights ago…
Then, Zhong Cheng said, holding another cake with candles towards Yin Ren with both hands, and the "9" on the cake was still burning.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, then swallowed it alive.
“…”
Sun Qian'an sighed again and quickly walked to the end of the corridor, passing by a nurse with a black business card.
After that, Zhong Cheng quickly blew out the candle, as if he was afraid that Yin Ren would regret it. The cake plate was thrust into Yin Ren's hand. The latter blinked and looked at the unexpectedly nervous Zhong Cheng.
"Finding the whereabouts of my sister is the wish of my parents; protecting the safety of those children and the safety of their descendants is now the work of the two of us... It is only your wish to find out why I fell in the Valley of Bones. 'this one."
With the biscuits and coffee placed on the table, breakfast is considered done. Dr. Sun tied her slightly oily hair into a ponytail and rubbed her face vigorously - by noon, her night shift was completely over.
"It's great if we have a good relationship." Cheng Xuehua answered with a smile, "Little Yin is handsome and good at getting things done. We are both blessed to have more sons like this."
After briefly washing up, Dr. Sun looked in the mirror. The person in the mirror has obvious bloodshot eyes, a slightly poor complexion, and a strand of hair hanging down from his ear. Sun Qian'an stretched out his hand to adjust, and his head suddenly felt dizzy. Dr. Sun held the sink with both hands and took a few breaths.
She knew that a little thing was lying quietly in her brain.
After struggling for about half a minute, Zhong Cheng handed over the cake. He leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice to a level that only the other party could hear.
Zhong Cheng said his ears were a little red.
Zhong Cheng said that after staring at the wooden pile cake for a while, he picked up a plastic knife and neatly cut it into four parts - two smaller ones for his elderly parents, and two large ones with a candle each. , the candlelight swayed gently along with his movements.
But no matter what, they will always be accomplices, Zhong Cheng thought seriously. As long as this relationship exists, they can still see each other.
In that small transfer box, there were only two blood samples—
She remembered opening the storybook, but she had no memory of what happened next. At that time, I felt like I was drunk, and my mind was filled with blank spaces that left no trace.
Maybe she could buy the little girl a storybook by the way. Qianqian likes to listen to stories the most. A few days ago, she even asked her to tell them. Thinking of the girl who was gradually regaining her vitality on the hospital bed, Sun Qian'an smiled helplessly.
"Now I also made a wish to you, and we exchanged wishes. I like this feeling - Yin Ren, you are the most special one."
His voice was soft, yet more serious than ever before.
Yin Ren took a breath, his face feeling a little hot. He hurriedly took the cake plate and took as many bites as he could. The cake uses excellent butter, with a gentle frankincense and the slight bitterness of cocoa powder. It melts in your mouth without any greasy taste.
"I accepted your offering."
Yin Ren licked the cream at the corner of his mouth, picked up the maraschino cherries on the cake, and stuffed it into Zhong Cheng's mouth. Zhong Cheng said, turning his face to the side and opening his mouth to take the kiss, but Yin Ren quickly took back the cherry and replaced it with a light kiss with a creamy scent.
Zhong Cheng said he remained unmoved, not even subconsciously retreating.
After a gentle kiss, he still got the sweet and bright red cherry.
"Tsk, tsk." Cheng Xuehua looked at the two of them and shook his head, his tone full of emotion, "Back then, I saw my son worrying every day, but I didn't expect that this kid would wake up very quickly."
"It's almost done." Zhong Youde coughed a little uncomfortably, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, and take pictures after eating—I specially found that kind of timer camera. On a good day, we have to take a family photo."
After dinner, the four of them took out a space in the living room. Two old men were sitting on stools, hands clasped. Zhong Chengshuo and Yin Ren stood behind the chairs. A strand of Yin Ren's black hair was wrapped around Zhong Chengshuo's wrist as usual.
On the other side of the camera, stood Hutao, whom only Yin Ren could see. Miss Li Gui smiled meaningfully and quietly reminded the photo opportunity—
"One, two, three—eggplant!"
At night, Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng agreed to spend the night at the old man's home. In the darkness, the two of them lay quietly. Despite the ever-present feeling of rejection, they still pressed their foreheads against each other and clung stubbornly to each other.
"Now that I have done what needs to be done, I want to confess to Fu Xingchuan."
Zhong Cheng muttered.
"You and I a thousand years ago, it is necessary to let Fu Xingchuan and Li Nian know. For more comprehensive investigation support, Shi'an's technology and channels are necessary. I wanted to join Shi'an because of those resources."
Yin Ren bent his eyes and looked at Zhong Cheng for a while, then he stood up slightly and kissed Zhong Cheng's forehead.
"I understand," he said. "Don't worry, as long as we stand together, you are safe."
"Yeah." Zhong Cheng said and closed his eyes, "And I also want to get my phone back..."
As he talked, his speech became increasingly blurry, and he fell asleep like this.
With his warm body and warm, shallow breathing, Zhong Cheng said he slept surprisingly peacefully. Yin Ren felt it for a while, then he retreated back into bed, resumed the position where his foreheads were touching, and closed his eyes as well.
"Good night." Yin Ren whispered.
"Good night." Zhong Cheng said he didn't know which nerve was still awake, and responded firmly with unclear words.
The fur ball of the nightcap that Zhong Cheng was talking about slid down the pillow and pressed against the edge of Yin Ren's mobile phone, side by side with the soft and sleeping Huang Liang "pendant". At some point, in the quiet darkness, the phone suddenly lit up dimly.
Huang Liang let out a weak chirp, rolled to the side of the screen and glanced at it. Seeing that the dog didn't give any warning, he soon collapsed and fell asleep again.
Before the dim light went out, there seemed to be a message prompt from Fu Xingchuan under Yin Ren's new family portrait lock screen.
Go back in time a little bit. Underground in the Shi'an Building, near the facility to control evil spirits, is Shi'an's most advanced research laboratory.
In the corner of the research room, a researcher was working all night. Next to her, there were five blood samples.
To be honest, the researcher lady had some doubts - this test was personally assigned by Minister Li of the Emergency Management Department. The confidentiality level was capped, so she had to take the test alone.
She thought it would be a tough battle, but after a long battle, only five suspected human blood samples were sent. But for these two sets of blood samples, Li Nian asked her to conduct a comprehensive analysis using all existing technical means, and the analysis results were to be reported directly to Li Nian himself.
The blood samples are divided into two groups, Y-1, 2, 3 and Z-1, 2, each from two individuals, and there is a large time difference -
Y-1 and Z-1, judging from the markings, are samples related to the internal physical examination of the Shi'an Group, which are close to the samples from a year ago.
Y-2 and Z-2, these two blood samples were probably left by Haigu People's Hospital a few months ago. The only people who can allow the Municipal People's Hospital to specifically retain samples are registered Shi'an employees.
The most recent one is only Y-3. The blood sample was taken a few days ago and is very fresh.
Looking at this information, it is obvious that these two types of samples come from two employees within the company. The researcher lady shuddered at the tubes of blood. Using such a high level of confidentiality to test blood is something that I really can’t think too deeply about.
Two groups of blood lay quietly on the shelf, glowing dimly. In the pale light, countless machines were humming, analyzing everything in the blood dutifully.
That night, Fu Xingchuan was lying on his bed, when he was woken up by Li Nian's phone package. Minister Fu got up sleepily and answered the phone in confusion—
"Is it convenient for you to talk now?" Li Nian asked hoarsely on the other end of the phone.
Fu Xingchuan glanced at the ceiling of Fu's house: "Is it convenient for you to check the time now? No matter what the result is, that's it... yawn... It's just the test result. I won't talk about it tomorrow. The world will not be destroyed. Now it's my turn to tell you, Be careful of sudden death, Professor Li Da.”
"..." Li Nian was silent for a moment and said in a cold tone, "The comprehensive analysis results of the blood samples are out."
"so."
Fu Xingchuan was actually not nervous.
In the recent abandoned building incident, the Shi'an Research Institute worked overtime to restore the situation. It is now almost certain that the evil force is the "Yuanwu" corpse.
Combined with the information provided by Yin Ren and the situation in the memory world, Fu Xingchuan was able to conclude that evil spirits are inseparable from Yuanwu - the evil black dog absorbed excessive evil power and did not explode directly. , but a phenomenon similar to the birth of evil ghosts appeared.
However, it has not yet been determined whether the evil spirit is a "powerful evil thing born from Yuanwu's corpse" or a "stillborn Yuanwu that failed to be born". After all, there is still too little information on "Yuanwu" and needs to be studied.
Comrade Fu Xingchuan is emotionally stable.
No matter how exaggerated the result is, the result is at best "The Great Heavenly Master Zhong Yi is a vicious evil with only reason." Another step forward, "The Great Heavenly Master Zhong Yi is a being above the evil." After these days, Fu Xingchuan has been mentally prepared.
Li Nian, who was usually calm, was startled this time, which showed that it was not his character's fault before, but his position.
Thinking of this, Fu Xingchuan felt more at ease: "You're all awake, you can tell me, I'll listen."
Hearing his attitude, Li Nian fell silent. He didn't know if it was Fu Xingchuan's misunderstanding, but he always felt that there was a subtle pity in his old partner's silence.
"The comprehensive analysis results of the blood samples are out, not just Yin Ren's."
After more than ten seconds of silence, Li Nian spoke.
"Yin Ren asked us to investigate himself. Zhong Cheng said that blood samples were taken during examinations in Shi'an and the hospital. I want to check them together. After all, you said before that the flesh figurine also followed the memory world."
"Huh? Oh, I suspect that Yin Ren used some method to create evil objects using the body parts Zhong Cheng said. This method is an ancient forbidden technique, and it has quite a big ethical problem."
Fu Xingchuan scratched his head.
"But considering his status and the pension issues of the Zhong family's parents, the matter is actually not serious..."
So Zha Zhongcheng said that blood samples taken while alive were of little significance. Fu Xingchuan just wanted to mention the matter to the Great Heavenly Master after the results of Yin Ren came out.
Li Nian sneered twice.
"To answer your concerns first, yes, Yin Ren is something above Fierce Evil. His flesh and blood can fool ordinary inspections, but it cannot hide from Fierce Evil's special experimental equipment."
Fu Xingchuan's mood remained stable: "Yeah."
The level of the Fierce Evil is still above that of the Fierce Evil, and you can't defeat it anyway. Shi'an only has 100 HP of health, and the difference between the damage of a sword blow from Du Fang is 999 or 999999. It's not that big.
"Zhong Cheng said the same thing." Li Nian added coldly.
"Hmm...huh?!" Fu Xingchuan suddenly woke up.
He slowly lay back on the bed and buried the back of his head into the soft pillow. Fu Xingchuan stared blankly at the ceiling of his home, unsure if he was dreaming at the moment.
"According to the report, Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said that both sets of blood samples have overly stable 'fierce evil' characteristics at the cellular level, and the cell activity is significantly better than the existing evil evil."
"The two groups of cells are extremely close in terms of the nature of the evil force, but their performance is very different. To be honest, they are like two special individuals of the same race."
"The evil force that Zhong Cheng said is integrated with the cells on the physical level. The internal power will not escape and cannot be separated. It is also difficult for cells to regenerate under various stimuli. In addition to the deeply hidden evil power system, his The physical characteristics are no different from ordinary creatures... According to this result, he should not be able to actively use any spells and can only retain some special instincts. "
"Yin Ren's evil power is a bit interesting. His body is more like it is built with the support of magic. His flesh and blood has extremely strong magical characteristics, which is very similar to the flesh and blood of evil objects. It can be used as a power related to metaphysics alone. source."
Fu Xingchuan made no move.
Li Nian waited for a while, but didn't wait for the answer, so he continued: "What's interesting is that there are obvious changes in Yin Ren's blood samples. After just a few months of joining the job, and now, the vicious characteristics in his cells are maturing rapidly. And There is no change in the blood sample that Zhong Cheng said, and the evil characteristics have always been mature. "
At this point, Li Nian emphasized the pronunciation of "always".
Fu Xingchuan still didn't move.
Li Nian: "I dialed 120."
Fu Xingchuan: "...just wait."
His voice was almost frightened.
"If I understand correctly," Fu Xingchuan swallowed rarely, "Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng are said to be of the same race, and they are both extremely dangerous species."
"Um."
"Yin Ren has powerful magical abilities. I know... The question is, Zhong Cheng said, does the 'special instinct' you mentioned include growing taller?"
"If there are sufficient external nutrients and stimulation, his cells can be completely regenerated." Li Nian's tone was calm, "But like I said, he really can't use magic..."
Fu Xingchuan slumped and closed his eyes.
No need to guess, that so-called flesh figurine is most likely Zhong Chengshuo himself. In the incident of the abandoned building of the hospital, there were so many corpses that Yuan Wu could float on them, and with enough external nutrients and stimulation, Zhong Cheng said that his head could be thrown away every day.
No wonder Yin Ren sticks to that flesh figurine every day, and Fu Xingchuan feels sad and happy at the same time.
Fortunately, the Great Master's spirit is still normal, and he is not as perverted as he thought, turning his lover's body parts into evil objects and empathizing with her. The sad thing is that the lover of the Great Heavenly Master is a pervert, the kind who pretends to be perfect.
What talented young people are, they are just two indifferent bastards. Thinking that he had sacrificed his vacation to guide these two in their battle, Fu Xingchuan once again felt sorry for his vacation.
"Anyway, this is the situation. Those two people..." On the other side of the phone, Professor Li was still talking hoarsely.
"Li Nian, have you not slept for too long?" Fu Xingchuan interrupted sadly, "They are still partners, don't you see the problem?"
"Say." Li Nian's calm tone was a little tired.
"The only weakness of the science post is physical strength, and now Zhong Cheng says it is not lacking in this. This time we have combined the strongest shield and the strongest spear - they are even together."
An immortal science post that is immune to spells, and a vicious nuclear warhead that is proficient in various spells. It's hard to say which one is more deadly. When he joined the company, he dealt with natural disasters that were equivalent to hurricanes and floods. As a result, this partnership was like an asteroid hitting the earth, which was beyond the scope of normal people.
Just when Fu Xingchuan was immersed in the sorrow of being deceived by two strong men, Li Nian suddenly laughed out loud.
Fu Xingchuan instantly got goosebumps. His former partner must have gone crazy under too much pressure.
"The strongest spear and the strongest shield, isn't this a good thing?"
Li Nian said word by word.
"Fu Xingchuan, have you slept for too long? In Gengsheng Town, you handled it well."
"What?"
"We can't control it anyway, so we can only do one thing..."
On the other side of the radio wave, Professor Li caressed the ring and looked out the window at the bright moon.
"... Trust them, support them, and continue to be a good 'companion'."
Next, there happened to be a perfect opportunity.
The author has something to say:
Xiao Zhong is 29 years old! Although it is a false twenty-nine years old (.
Xiao Yin: She is obviously older than me, pointing and pointing.gif
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