Inside is a piece of clothing…
To be more specific, a wedding dress…
It's white, just lying quietly in the box...
But Huo Mian's uneasy feeling was getting stronger and stronger.
A premonition told me that I should not continue reading, I should just throw it away and pretend I had never received this gift.
But her curiosity told her that she must see what it was that made it so mysterious.
Huo Mian licked her chapped lips and suddenly picked up the white gauze with one hand.
Then my heart suddenly tugged...
That's actually...
It was really that one, the one Huo Siqian had worn for her at that weird wedding held on the edge of the cliff.
Because it was designed by Huo Siqian when he was young, so...
This wedding dress means a lot to him.
But on a day like today, she actually received this dress, so...
Could it be that? Huo Siqian is back...
Thinking of this, Huo Mian was shocked.
She was not afraid of Huo Siqian. What she was afraid of was that Huo Siqian was no longer the same person.
I'm afraid he has been controlled by the Jack deep inside.
Looking carefully, sure enough, there was red blood in the center of the wedding dress, where the heart was.
Although it wasn't obvious, as a doctor, I still noticed it.
It was as if a drop of blood had been dropped on it deliberately.
Huo Mian suddenly threw her wedding dress to the ground...
Then all the memories of being imprisoned on the desert island by Huo Siqian were instantly recalled.
In such a person's office, even though it was daytime, she actually felt chilly.
"Xiaojie, Xiaojie..."
Huo Mian's mood collapsed and she called Chen Jie desperately.
"Sister Xiaomian, what's wrong?"
Chen Jie heard the sound and quickly opened the door and entered.
He didn't rush to call the vice-dean, but directly called Sister Xiaomian.
"Xiaojie, quickly...throw this thing away. Throw it as far away as possible. No, it should be burned. Burn it quickly."
"Sister Xiaomian, whose clothes are these? Why don't you burn them?"
Although the medical staff are not superstitious, they also know that if someone dies in the hospital.
The family members will burn all the belongings of the deceased.
So Chen Jie thought it would be a little strange to suddenly burn good clothes.
"Then throw it away, as far away as possible." Huo Mian emphasized again.
"Sister Xiaomian, are you okay? What's wrong with these clothes? What's going on?"
Chen Jie still didn't know what happened.
"It's from a mentally ill person. It's okay..."
Huo Mian clutched her chest, still a little nervous.
"Well, I'll take it then. Don't be afraid. If you need anything, just call me. I'll be right outside the door."
"good."
After Chen Jie left with the bloody wedding dress, Huo Mian calmed down a little.
Then as soon as I sat down in my office chair, my landline phone rang.
For some reason, Huo Mian always felt that this call was a coincidence.
It rang for a long time before she answered...
"Hello? I'm Huo Mian, the deputy director of the Southern District Hospital." Huo Mian tried to calm down her voice.
"hdaou!"
"hdaou!"
A man's voice was singing on the phone, but the sound was a little weird, as if there was something stuck in his throat.
"Who is it?"
Many people know Huo Mian's birthday, even many fans on Weibo remember it, so this is not surprising.
"Sister Xiaomian, have you received the gift for you?"
After the man finished singing happy birthday, he suddenly asked with a smile.
Huo Mian was petrified on the spot... before she could answer.
I just heard another weird laugh from the other side, and continued, "Sister Xiaomian, happy birthday... I miss you very much." Previous chapter ← Chapter list → Add next chapter to bookmarks → TXT download New book recommendation: Super Floating City Ancient God king