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Although Yu Ziyao was afraid of pain, but fortunately he recovered very quickly. The wound was bloody and hideous two days ago. Now when changing the dressing, he took off the bandage and found that new scabs had begun to form.

After the examination, Dr. Xu showed a little smile on his face: "Little young is different, and he recovers very quickly."

"Will it leave a scar?" I was always worried about the wound two days ago, but now there is no risk of infection, Yu Ziyao suddenly thought of this, and shook his hand with his clothes.

"Hmm..." Xu Wenrui glanced at the expression of the boy on the bed from the corner of his eye. He couldn't gauge his attitude, so he said conservatively, "Don't scratch the scabs. Medical cosmetology is very developed now. I'll consider removing the scars when I'm discharged from the hospital." It shouldn't affect much."

"... Oh." Yu Ziyao responded, unable to detect any emotion.

He didn't really want a scar.

It's not because he's afraid of being seen by fans, but because he's afraid that Qi Zhuo will find him ugly. After all, fans don't have to be honest with him every day.

On the other hand, Qi Zhuo didn't take it seriously at all: "I don't dislike you, it's true that you don't catch yourself."

"But it's very itchy." Yu Ziyao couldn't hold back lying on the bed, and rolled his eyes at the ceiling, "It's really been eight lifetimes of bad luck before I encountered a psychosis."

Qi Zhuo's expression was a little subtle when he heard the word "crazy", but he quickly changed the topic: "You have to endure the itch, you can't help it, I'll just keep staring at the side."

This man walks the talk.

Qi Zhuo has been watching by his side for the past two days, every time Yu Ziyao tried to reach out to grab the scab that was about to heal, he would be scolded.

Later, after discovering that Yu Ziyao had been sleeping dishonestly, Qi Zhuo simply found an unnecessary tie to tie Yu Ziyao's wrists together, and let him sleep tied up like this.Yu Ziyao knew he was wrong, so he curled his lips and didn't resist.

The next day, the nurse in charge of this bed came in to deliver meals to the patients. Seeing this situation, her eyes became a little strange. Her good professional ethics made her try her best not to speculate on anything that would make people blush and heartbeat.She put down the dinner plate she was carrying, and flipped through the medical records hanging at the end of the hospital bed: "Dr. Xu said, check again today, there is nothing wrong, and you can leave the hospital tomorrow."

After hearing this, Yu Ziyao ate a lot more for breakfast - he was almost suffocated to death!

To say that what he thinks about at work is to play games, but it is really painful for him to play games all day in the ward.

"Great." He yelled at Qi Zhuo who had just entered the room, "If you don't let me out of the hospital, I'm going to grow mushrooms!"

After happily completing the discharge procedures, Yu Ziyao realized that the man next to him was surprisingly quiet, and he always felt hesitant to speak.He was a little puzzled, grabbed his sleeve and asked, "What's going on?"

Qi Zhuo's expression was complicated, and he paused for a while before answering him: "You can't go home in a hurry today, you have to go to the police station."

This was the second time he had entered the police station. Yu Ziyao still had lingering fears when he thought of the last time he was surrounded. This time he followed the police officers in front all the way down the corridor, feeling more and more uneasy.

Since waking up, Qi Zhuo didn't talk to him about the grand ceremony, and Yu Ziyao didn't want to think about it.A person's brain will always automatically avoid the memory of these fatal moments. He doesn't quite remember what happened after being stabbed, but only remembers a man with a hideous face rushing towards him.

After listening to the corners of a few nurses in the ward, I realized that the man was mentally ill.

A transcript was recorded in the ward, and the police asked him a few simple questions, similar to whether the two of you knew each other before.It was probably because the person was caught on the spot, and many cameras at the ceremony could capture the scene of the crime, so no evidence was needed, and the case was so simple that it couldn't be simpler.

"Anything else, didn't you ask me before?" Yu Ziyao sat opposite the police officer, the incandescent light was too dazzling, making him uncomfortable.

"Have you ever made any enemies before?" The two police officers, one on the left and one on the right, turned on the recording pen very seriously.

"The enemy?"

"I don't have any enemies..." Yu Ziyao has a big heart, "I just know that many people are expecting something to happen to me." The last time it was Jia Yuzhou, who usually kept quiet, but he made a big deal for him in one fell swoop. ...Who is this time?

"Do you know Zhou Xiankai?"

Yu Ziyao was stunned.

……

A week later, the headline of the largest daily in China published the eye-catching headline "Xinshu Media's Little 'Prince' Buys Murder to Kill" and there was an uproar on the Internet.

Yu Ziyao's little saplings lost their last rationality, and immediately jumped to the official media to ask for heavy punishment.

"Fuck! I exploded. If the Internet storm is an avalanche, I will be a snowflake to brave the world today! Zhou Xiankai, Jia Yuzhou, you two bastards, I wish you will never be reborn!!!"

"Take me upstairs, fuck it, I really cried when I saw the news, what kind of hatred and grievances must kill people! It's too difficult for us, Yaoyao, hurry up and release an album! I will immediately buy ten copies, there is no other way to comfort you, I can only buy an album to support you."

"Passers-by expressed shock. Is your circle in such a mess now? Has it reached the point of killing people? Today, Yu Ziyao is a hard rock. What if it is a little eighteen line with no background and no reputation? I dare not think about it." We must thoroughly investigate Xin Shu, that Zhou Shan, her son can do this kind of thing, she must have abetted her."

However, no matter how bloody the Internet is, Yu Ziyao remains indifferent.

His microblog seemed to have grown grass, from the beginning to the end of the incident, he didn't post a single word.He turned down almost all subsequent interview announcements, leaving only some magazine shoots and endorsement promotions.

There was an indescribably dull atmosphere in the fan group. They were afraid that Yu Ziyao would leave a psychological shadow because of this incident, and kept swiping the screen in comments and private messages, and even swiped "Say good morning and good night to Yaoyao" On the hot search.

"Good morning, I will hold your face in the morning and kiss you on the left and on the right..." Qi Zhuo read the love words written by the little girl, and said to Yu Ziyao's left and right cheeks, "Oh, what do you say?" , you are quite busy every day, you have to kiss from good morning to good night just to get kissed."

"Are you jealous?" Yu Ziyao asked, lying on the carpet like a puppy, fiddling with the score in his hand. Qi Zhuo sat by the bed, and the boy leaned forward and hugged his calf, "Tomorrow, I will do it again." A psychological test, if there is no problem, I want to go to the recording studio to record songs, and it will be too late."

"Yeah." Qi Zhuo let him hug his calf, leaned down/body stuffed a strawberry-flavored lollipop into his mouth, "Hold it, don't eat it for half an hour."

"Hmm..." Yu Ziyao bit the lollipop between his teeth and didn't dare to lick it for fear that it would melt, and he was used to the love between Qi Zhuo and him, so it was rare that he didn't intend to resist.

Only then did the man smile in satisfaction, and rubbed his head: "I have recently studied the vocabulary of your young people. Those little girls on the Internet call you Kouhe."

Qi Zhuo paused for a while, then narrowed his eyes and said: "When they say hello once, I'll let you 'cool hello' once."

The author has something to say:

There is one thing to say, it is indeed almost over, and it will be over within this week.