They Are Not Human!

Chapter 47: Lost Track 07

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Why did Xia Yansi know

Is he still so obvious? !

The temperature on Wen Qing's face gradually rose, reaching directly to the top of the sky, and the top of her head seemed to be emitting heat.

He stared blankly at Xia Yansi, his lips trembled, and he managed to utter a word: "Huh?"

Xia Yansi was sitting upright, his shirt was buttoned to the top, and his clothes were not wrinkled at all.

Strict and abstinent, but lightly asked questions that made Wen Qing blush and heartbeat.

Wen Qing stayed for a while before recovering.

Xia Yansi explained slowly: "Your face is very obvious."

Wen Qing groaned again, the heat on her cheeks spread to her whole body, and her fingertips were trembling with shame.

His eyes were uncontrollably covered with water vapor, Wen Qing quickly lowered his eyes, and stammered.

Wen Qing's brain turned slowly.

Xia Yansi is a doctor. To him, nocturnal emission is just an ordinary physiological phenomenon, so there should be no other meaning

Xia Yansi didn't intend to let him go, tapped the sofa with his fingertips, and asked, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Didn't sleep well at night, then what? Did you have a wet dream?"

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she responded vaguely.

Xia Yansi raised his eyes, his eyes gradually shifted from the tips of his red ears to Wen Qing's eyes, his eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a small flying insect, trembling non-stop, the wetness in his eyes could be vaguely seen,

He asked lightly, "What did you dream about?"

"It's nothing," Wen Qing said perfunctorily, pinching the palm of his hand, and stammeringly said: "Xia, Uncle Xia..."

Xia Yansi: "Yes."

Wen Qing took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to say, "You, don't ask..."

This matter itself is relatively private.

Furthermore, Xia Yansi is still an elder in Wen Qing's eyes.

How can you talk about this kind of thing with your elders!

Wen Qing didn't dare to look at Xia Yansi's face, she lowered her head and whispered, "I, I'm fine..."

"Wen Qing."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled even more, and he silently prayed in his heart that Xia Yansi would stop asking.

Xia Yansi really didn't ask any further questions.

He calmly said to Wen Qing: "Don't hide your illness from the doctor."

Wen said weakly, "I haven't."

Xia Yansi said again: "I am a doctor."

Xia Yansi is the problem that the doctor Wen Qing avoids him=Wen Qing avoids illness and avoids doctors.

Smoothing out the logical relationship, Wen Qing fell silent.

I don't know if he saw Wen Qing's repulsion and shyness, Xia Yansi stopped asking about the nocturnal emission, but asked: "Have you had nightmares every day for the past two days?"

This question is very common and normal, Wen Qing hesitated for a while, then nodded.

Xia Yansi continued: "What kind of nightmare?"

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, those dreams were all fragmented, he didn't know how to describe them, so he could only say roughly: "I dreamed of monsters smelling me, dreamed of corpses, ghosts broke my hands and so on..."

"I don't remember much either."

"The corpse..." Xia Yansi looked at him thoughtfully, and asked again: "Did it start from the day the corpse was found in the flower bed?"

Wen Qing nodded, then shook his head the next second: "No."

"It should have started on the first day I moved here."

Xia Yansi's eyes moved slightly: "What happened that day?"

Wen Qing thought about it, he had just entered the dungeon that day and learned that it was a single-player dungeon.

After thinking for a moment, he said to Xia Yansi, "I've heard the news about a series of disappearances in Vancouver."

Xia Yansi hummed: "Changing to a new environment, coupled with mental factors such as nervousness and fear, may indeed cause the phenomenon of nocturnal emission."

Just as Wen Qing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Xia Yansi say again: "Once or twice is normal, but frequent nocturnal emissions are not."

Just when Wen Qing thought that Xia Yansi was going to delve into the cause of his nocturnal emission, Xia Yansi did not.

He coldly told Wen Qing the reasons for frequent wet dreams: "One reason is physical problems."

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat, for fear that Xia Yansi would let him take off his pants.

Fortunately no.

Xia Yansi: "Register and go to the hospital for an examination. If it is really a physical cause, it should be investigated and treated early."

Wen Qing nodded, and responded obediently: "Okay, thank you Uncle Xia."

Xia Yansi continued: "The other is mental problems."

Wen Qing raised his head and met Xia Yansi's dark eyes, this time his eyes were a little more scrutinizing.

Wen Qing froze for a moment, then said blankly, "I'm not mentally ill."

Xia Yansi: "Do the elders in the family have a history of mental illness?"

This Wen Qing didn't know even more, she shook her head and said, "I don't know."

Xia Yansi said lightly: "Stress and fear will have a certain impact on the spirit, and it may have manifested in dreams before you realize it."

"That's why this physiological response occurs so frequently."

Without waiting for Wen Qing to speak, Xia Yansi asked again: "Did you feel any abnormal reaction from yourself during this period?"

"Any aspect."

Any aspect

Wen Qing was a little dazed, thinking about it, when she noticed that Xia Yansi's eyes fell on the red wine on the coffee table.

Does Ji Hell matter

As soon as his thoughts came up, Xia Yansi said, "I know about you and Ji Prison."

"It seems that your person has had a lot of influence on you."

"Anything else besides that?"

Wen pursed his lips lightly and suddenly remembered.

He said: "I, I still suspect that someone has entered the house... Does this count?"

Xia Yansi raised his eyelids and looked at him quietly: "To what extent?"

Wen Qing told the truth: "I feel that many things in the house have been touched, but nothing was captured by the surveillance."

Xia Yansi: "Do you doubt it every day?"

Wen nodded lightly. The first thing he did when he got up in the morning was to watch the surveillance records.

Xia Yansi stared at him: "Do you think this reaction is normal?"

Wen Qing lowered her eyes and began to recall what she had done in the past two days.

Check the monitoring every day, do not go out, and be vigilant when encountering strangers...

He himself thought it was an ordinary reaction, after all, there was a murderer in the community.

But Xia Yansi is a professional doctor.

Wen Qing was at a loss, was he under too much pressure? Or is there really something wrong with the body

"Except for excessive delusions," Xia Yan paused, and said slowly, "Frequent dreams | Nocturnal emissions generally have sexual stimuli."

Hearing this, Wen Qing's first reaction was that he didn't watch the movie.

Then he slowly thought of the harassing text message that day.

He froze for a moment, could it be because of the text message

When the words came to his lips, Wen Qing swallowed them back. He was really embarrassed to discuss this kind of thing with someone he didn't know well, or an elder.

It's better to go to the hospital and talk to the doctor in detail.

"It seems there are." Xia Yansi said lightly.

Wen Qing's face, which had managed to cool down with great difficulty, became hot again, and was worried about Xia Yansi's further questioning, when suddenly, the sound of the door opening and footsteps came from behind.

Wen Qing turned around, Ji Yu and Ji Sheng came back.

He breathed a sigh of relief and called out, "Uncle Ji."

Ji Sheng caught a glimpse of Wen Qing on the sofa, and his eyes lit up: "Brother, you are here."

Wen Qing stood up and looked at Ji Prison, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Ji Prison said gently: "Come with me to the study."

Wen responded lightly and followed him into the study.

The study room is just below Wen Qing's bedroom, and it has been converted into a study room. The walls are filled with various books. At a glance, they are all books about medicine.

Wen Qing glanced, waited for Ji Prison to close the door, and said anxiously: "Uncle Ji, I, I'm here to apologize."

"wine… "

Wen Qing was empty-handed, remembering that the red wine was put on the coffee table.

Ji Prison smiled, motioned him to sit down, and said slowly: "I know, Xing Xuan mentioned it to me."

Without waiting for Wen Qing to speak, he said, "That evening, I was indeed a little angry, but later I reflected on myself. You are young, have experienced unpleasant things, and have been involved in a murder case. It is normal to think wildly."

Wen Qing whispered, "I'm really sorry, Uncle Ji."

Ji Prison: "I'm not angry with you, I was too busy a few days ago."

Wen nodded lightly and hummed softly.

After apologizing, Ji Yu also accepted his apology, Wen Qing didn't know what else he should say, and was about to leave when Ji Yu suddenly asked about his physical condition.

Ji Prison: "Are you sick?"

"No," Wen Qing couldn't help touching her face, thinking, is his face so obvious

Ji Prison looked at the blackness under his eyes: "Can't you sleep well at night?"

Wen nodded lightly and said to him, "I plan to go to the hospital for a physical examination."

Hearing this, Ji Prison's expression changed slightly: "Did Xia Yansi ask you to go for a medical examination?"

Wen Qing hummed, suddenly feeling a little strange.

The couple Ji Yu and Xia Yansi actually keep calling each other by their first names

Is it their little love between husband and wife

Just as he was thinking, Ji Yu bent his lips suddenly.

Unlike the previous kind smile, there was a hint of malice in his eyes.

Suddenly, Wen Qing seemed to see Ji Yu from him.

In the next second, Ji Prison returned to its original appearance.

Wen Qing stared at him blankly, wondering if she was dazzled by the malice and misread

Or is there really something wrong with his body and spirit

Ji Prison looked at him tenderly: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qing opened his mouth, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Has he really been too suspicious lately

Ji Prison handed him a business card and said gently: "If it's not a physical problem after the examination, I suggest you visit the clinic."

Wen Qing took the business card and whispered thanks.

Ji Prison: "Even if there is no problem, some conversations can help you manage your emotions."

As soon as the words were finished, the study door was pushed open, and Ji Sheng walked in with a fruit plate.

He looked at Ji Prison, then at Wen Qing: "Brother, are you sick?"

Wen shook his head lightly: "I just plan to check it out."

"Do you want a physical examination?" Ji Sheng put down the fruit plate and said immediately, "Then you go to Xiaopa's hospital for a physical examination. The current physical examination packages have to be booked for a long time."

"Let Dad arrange it for you."

Wen Qing quickly said: "No need..."

Ji Sheng blinked: "It doesn't matter brother, body is more important."

As he said that, he rushed out of the study and shouted, "Daddy, brother wants a medical examination."

"Can you arrange it for him, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

Wen Qing turned around and met Xia Yansi's inorganic eyes.

Xia Yansi: "Wen Qing may not want to go to my place."

"How could it be?" Ji Sheng turned to look at Wen Qing.

Stared at by their father and son, Wen Qing couldn't say "yes, I don't want to go to your hospital for a physical examination" at all.

He had no choice but to raise the corners of his mouth, and said dryly, "I, I'm afraid of troubling Uncle Xia."

Ji Sheng said with a smile: "No trouble, no trouble."

"Daddy, Uncle Chen is from the medical examination center, right? Just tell him, right?"

Xia Yansi hummed, picked up the phone, and looked at Wen Qing.

Seems to be waiting for his answer.

It's even harder for Wen Qing to refuse now, so she can only say: "Then I'll trouble Uncle Xia."

Not long after Xia Yansi finished calling, Wen Qingbing received a text message from the hospital.

The appointment is at Xiasi Hospital at 8:00 tomorrow morning.

Ji Sheng looked at the study room anxiously: "Dad, brother, have you finished talking yet?"

"When we're done talking, let me play a game with my brother."

Xia Yansi put down his phone, looked at Ji Prison in the study, and said indifferently, "It's nine o'clock."

"Let Wen Qing go back to rest, so as not to affect tomorrow's physical examination."

Wen Qing actually wanted to leave too, but she didn't know how to say it. Hearing this, she quickly stood up and said to them, "I won't disturb your rest."

Back home, Wen Qing looked at the text message again.

He searched the Internet for Xiasi Hospital, which is a well-known private hospital in Wenzhou.

Wen Qing looked at the address of the hospital, and couldn't help but ask the system: [System, can the hospital in the dungeon really detect my physical problems?]

001: [Regular hospitals and regular equipment, of course.]

Wen Qing asked curiously: [Can all the hospitals in the human-level dungeon be used?]

001: [Yes.]

Wen Qing lowered her eyes, if the hospital can find out, it's like a real world...

He stopped thinking about it, and said slowly to the system: [Then I will go to the hospital for a check-up every time I go to a human-level instance.]

Medical examination at public expense.

001: […]

At night, Wen Qing rarely slept for a long time.

No nightmares or nocturnal emissions, I slept until dawn.

After so many days, she finally had a good night's sleep, and Wen Qing's mood improved.

He cheerfully went to the physical examination center of the hospital. As soon as he walked to the B-ultrasound department, Xia Yansi walked towards him.

The smile on Wen Qing's face froze, and she stammered, "Uncle Xia, Uncle Xia."

Xia Yansi responded.

"I, I'm here for a physical examination." Wen Qing said.

After speaking, the door of the B-ultrasound room opened.

A doctor in his thirties came out and was stunned when he saw Wen Qing and Xia Yansi at the door.

"Wen Qing?"

Wen nodded slightly.

The doctor felt a little unnatural, and said to Wen Qing, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"You either wait..." The doctor paused, turned to look at Xia Yansi, and had an idea, "Doctor Xia, or you can do it for him."

"Anyway, it's a B-ultrasound."

After these few words, the doctor's expression became even worse: "No, I'll go to the toilet first."

"Doctor Xia, please excuse me."

Xia Yansi responded and stepped into the B-ultrasound room.

Wen Qing followed slowly, and there was a treatment bed in the middle of the department.

Xia Yansi stood by the bed, lowered his eyes, and slowly uttered two words: "Lie down."