Neverland

In this day and age, being a doctor is considered a respectable profession—not to mention Earl Robert's personal doctor.

Song Yan stayed in Yan Cen's study for a while, and when she came out again, the dinner in the restaurant was coming to an end.Everyone ate this non-punctual light meal very quickly, and there were only a few maids left in the restaurant clearing up the leftovers on the table.

The phonograph in the corner of the restaurant was still playing music. When one song ended, there was a soft click and a new song was replaced.

I don't know whether it is Robert or Catherine's taste. Although the taste is good, it sounds a bit dull.Song Yan listened intently for a while, and found that most of them were cello-based, with an inexplicable sense of sadness.

The maid who cleaned up the silver plates in the restaurant saw Song Yan first, she quickly put down the things in her hands, wiped the water stains on her hands on the apron, trotted to Song Yan, and saluted.

"Doctor." The maid said, "Do you need anything? Do you need some supper?"

"No, I'm not hungry." Song Yan just wanted to stop her, but changed her mind and asked, "Can I have some refreshments?"

"Of course." The maid said, "Turn right when you go out, there is a tea room, there are some novels and books in the tea room for you to pass the time... I will send the refreshments there later."

"Okay." Song Yan said, "It's troublesome."

The small teahouse mentioned by the maid is not far from the dining room, and there are two large windows similar to the study room, facing the back manor.

The teahouse is completely used for receiving guests, and the decoration is quite warm. There are fresh flowers in the vases on the tea table. Song Yan touched it and found that there were still drops of water on it.

The servants of Earl Robert's family can be said to be well-trained. Since Song Yan came to the manor until now, they have not encountered a single inappropriate place.

This is rare, because the castle is so big, there are a certain number of maids and servants in it, and it is a very strict thing to be meticulous in every detail.

Song Yan's impression of Robert was still in his twenties. Now that more than ten years have passed, Robert has become a middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old. Cen, even Song Yan couldn't figure out his temper.

Song Yan stood by the window with her hands behind her back, looking at the scenery outside. The huge manor fell asleep in the moonlight, with only shadowy shrubs and flowers swaying in the wind.Song Yan stood there silently, her eyes staring blankly into the distance.

She lost her mind for a moment.

Neverland is a place that hardly leaves traces in people's lives. Ever since the guidance system was recalled, her thoughts are still chaotic. Every night when she closes her eyes, her dreams are filled with the missed call.

The communicator on the table was beeping non-stop, buzzing and vibrating. On the display screen was the unique cartoon avatar of the caller, with a simple Shiba Inu head jumping around on the screen. Take a shot, but it's always a bit short.

The hangover made her dizzy every time she woke up, and she couldn't remember whether she succeeded in getting the communicator in the end.

Song Yan's endless thoughts were interrupted by herself - she clearly remembered that it was task time.

So those unreasonable emotions were resolutely dug a hole by Song Yan. She lowered her eyes and reached out to pinch an unknown little white flower from the small water bottle on the windowsill.

The door of the teahouse was knocked from outside, and Song Yan came back to her senses, and found that the maid had already walked in pushing the refreshment trolley.

She walked to the tea table, bent slightly, picked up the apple pie and put it on the table.

Song Yan's eyes fell on her hand - the apple pie was only the size of a palm, and it didn't weigh much, but the maid handled it very cautiously, and one could find her wrist trembling upon closer inspection.

Song Yan reached out to pick up a tray for her, and asked intimately, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"No, no." The maid buried her head lower in panic, and took the teapot from the tray.

The pot-bellied and thin-mouthed porcelain pot weighed quite a lot after it was filled with tea, and the maid's hands trembled even more. Song Yan watched coldly for two or three seconds, and finally determined the answer she wanted.

She grabbed the maid's hand involuntarily, stopped her from stepping back, and stretched out her hand to roll up her sleeves.

The maid flinched, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but the habit of not daring to resist in her bones made her unable to withdraw it.

The maid's arm was covered with dark red bloodstains, and it was very swollen. When Song Yan touched it lightly, the maid gasped in pain.

Song Yan suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity. She had never experienced any cleaning tasks, but collecting information and guiding things, I am afraid that no one is better than the people who guide the system.

"What's the matter?" Song Yan said softly, she frowned slightly, as if she was afraid of scaring the maid, her voice was soft: "Where did you accidentally get hurt?"

"No." The maid said, "It's just..."

Song Yan made a booing gesture, nodded very caringly, stopped the maid from continuing, just sighed, and said: "I understand."

The maid's original excuse failed to come out, and she didn't know what Song Yan understood, so she could only stand there hesitantly, unable to advance or retreat.

Song Yan is very familiar with this kind of questioning technique. Refusing to answer after asking a question can greatly reduce the vigilance of the person being questioned. It is a very early guiding questioning technique.This is especially true for the status of a maid who is accustomed to living under others. Song Yan doesn't need to make any effort to gain her trust.

So Song Yan pulled down her sleeves, took out a small round iron box from her pocket and handed it to her.

"This is a very useful ointment." Song Yan said: "It is formulated in my clinic. You can use it. Apply it twice a day, and it will be fine soon."

"This..." The maid subconsciously squeezed the iron box tightly, but she still said, "I'm just a maid, and I don't have much salary."

"I am a doctor." Song Yan said, "Cure is my vocation, and the Lord has guided me in this way."

The maid bit her lip and bowed to Song Yan.

"It's hard work." Song Yan said pointedly: "...It's always like this."

"That's right." The maid said softly, "The Earl is a little stricter."

Oh, Song Yan thought, it turned out that Robert really hit him.

"My lord is in a high position and just lost his wife. It's normal to be in a bad mood." Song Yan tried to comfort her, "Don't take it too seriously."

"...Yes, I can understand very well." The maid touched the corners of her eyes, showing a very nostalgic expression: "Mrs. Catherine is a very gentle person, and it is very regrettable to lose her."

The maid used several "very" in a row, Song Yan smacked the taste of the words with great interest, and said following her words: "Yes, I had the honor to have a physical examination for my wife, and I still remember her well." Still new."

"Yes, but it's a pity that Madam is not in good health." The maid said, twisting the corner of her skirt, "We can't see her often, and we only send her some piano scores and manuscripts occasionally, and they can only be placed outside the door."

Song Yan frowned, and tentatively began to retort: ​​"Oh? But I remember that Madam's illness is not so serious."

"It's what the Earl meant." The maid said, "The Earl thinks that servants are filthy and will affect Madam Catherine's recovery, so we are usually not qualified to serve Madam."

Sure enough, it was still Robert with a brain problem, Song Yan slandered in her heart.

The maid suddenly exclaimed in a small voice: "Doctor, your tea is going to be cold."

She bowed in a panic as she spoke, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm really sorry for disturbing your supper time, please enjoy it to your heart's content."

Song Yan didn't stop her, the black tea was slightly bitter after it was slightly cooled, Song Yan didn't touch the piece of apple pie, but threw another cube of sugar into the teapot.

There were still 10 minutes before she made an appointment with Yan Cen. Song Yan drank the cup of tea unhurriedly, then straightened her clothes, took out her pocket watch to check the time, Shi Shiran stood up and walked out go.

It was already the rest time. The servants of the manor did not live in the castle, but in a hut in another part of the manor. Most of the castle was quiet and quiet, only the servants outside the door leaned against the door and took a nap.

Xu Muzhou and Yan Cen came back earlier than the agreed time, Song Yan hadn't even reached the hall when she heard their deliberately lowered arguing.

——To be more precise, Xu Muzhou was arguing unilaterally, and Yan Cen hardly intervened.

"I said no, what if Catherine really climbs through your window every night?" Xu Muzhou said, "Are you going to get along with her?"

"Hasn't Robert been friendly with her for three days?" Yan Cen leaned on the armrest of the wheelchair, looked sideways at Xu Muzhou behind him, and tried to reason with him: "Besides, two pieces of cloth can't Proof that the manor is haunted."

"I'm talking about what happens." Xu Muzhou was very firm: "There is no evidence that Catherine's object of resentment is not Robert. What if she comes to seek revenge on you at night like Sun Qian, what are you going to do?" manage?"

Yan Cen looked at him calmly: "Do you think I will be afraid of this?"

Xu Muzhou was about to be laughed at by him, he bent down, knelt down in front of Yan Cen, and tapped his knee: "Come on, Lord Earl, you walk ten meters by yourself, I will let you stay there tonight Sleep in a haunted room."

Yan Cen held his finger and stopped talking.

"You know you can't—" Xu Muzhou said, "Then you old man still expects to single-handedly fight Catherine?"

Before Yan Cen could speak, Song Yan, who was watching not far away, finally coughed unbearably.

Xu Muzhou turned his head, as if he had seen his teammates, his confidence was full of three points.

"Brother Yan, let me tell you." Xu Muzhou said, "No one can agree to this kind of death-like mission."

"So Earl Robert suddenly went to sleep in the guest room?" Yan Cen said calmly, "If you are a servant in this castle, or a guest who came to the banquet, don't you think it's strange?"

Xu Muzhou was speechless: "I—"

"What a big deal." Song Yan understood, she sighed, and asked sincerely, "May I ask if you two are going to fight until dawn?"

Xu Muzhou knew that potential teammates were bound to win, so he pre-emptively complained: "No, the main reason is——"

"This matter is very simple." Song Yan interrupted Xu Muzhou, and said, "Isn't it because you are worried that he will be in danger living alone, and he doesn't want to go against Earl Robert's life trajectory?"

"That's the case." Xu Muzhou said, "But the problem now is that I suspect that Catherine's obsession has something to do with Robert, and I'm not sure that Brother Yan is safe."

"That's even easier." Song Yan calmly pointed at Yan Cen, and said, "You."

She twirled her finger, and then pointed at Xu Muzhou: "And you."

"Isn't it all over if you live in one room?" Song Yan said.