Wife, I'm afraid of blood

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Do you know why Qi Qi got drunk here?

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You should think about how to explain your relationship with Ning Wei to Qi Qi before coming to her.

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No, it always feels like things are not that simple.

Lying on the bed, Xiang Qingyao recalled what Xu Mo had said to herself.

Why did Qi Qi react so strongly to Ning Wei?

Xiang Qingyao looked through the chat records between herself and Ning Wei again. No matter how you look at it, they are very ordinary and normal exchanges.

It can't be jealousy.

So what's the reason?

No matter what she thinks, it is impossible to guess the relationship between Qi Qi and Ning Wei.

My relationship with Ning Wei?What else could it be?The relationship between master and apprentice.

Xiang Qingyao picked up the phone beside her and clicked on Qi Qi's profile picture.

Xiang Qingyao: Ning Wei is an apprentice I just accepted. She is an intern in our hospital.

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Xu Mo first moved Qi Qi back to his rental house, and originally planned to put some hot water on her to take a bath, but Qi Qi was so drunk that he lay on the bed like a puddle of mud and refused to move.

In the past, Xu Mo might have helped her take a bath, but since knowing Qi Qi's sexual orientation, Xu Mo will pay attention to a little bit of propriety when getting along with her.

There was no other way, Xu Mo had no choice but to take a shower by himself, then put Qi Qi on the side of the bed, and then got under the covers to sleep.

There was a vibration from the bedside table, Xu Mo stretched out an arm from under the quilt, and found out that it was Qi Qi's cell phone after he got it.

Xiang Qingyao: Ning Wei is an apprentice I just accepted. She is an intern in our hospital.

Master-student relationship?

Xu Mo was stunned for a moment, and then a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

interesting.

Xu Mo thought about it, put the phone back on the cabinet, and fell asleep deeply.

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After sending the message, as expected no reply was received, Xiang Qingyao still stared at the chat interface for 10 minutes.

Plus she didn't have a good rest last night, Xiang Qingyao lay on the bed looking at her phone, and closed her eyes unconsciously.

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In the ward, a girl wearing a hospital gown sat on the hospital bed and stared at the sky in a daze. Her hair was a little messy, and there were thick bandages wrapped around her right palm.

Her face was a little pale, and her lips were bloodless.

Xiang Qingyao stood at the door of the ward, holding a bag of oranges in his hand.

"Meng Qi."

The girl on the hospital bed turned her head in a daze, her eyes were a little lost in focus, and her pupils were a little out of focus looking at Xiang Qingyao.

"Qing Yao, you're here."

There was a smile on the girl's face. Her voice sounded very delicate. I don't know if it was because of illness or something, but the voice sounded a little weak.

Xiang Qingyao walked to her bed, put the orange in her hand on the side cabinet, and saw her injured palm with a glance.

Xiang Qingyao's face was a little haggard, her pupils were bloodshot, and her voice was hoarse.

Looking at her bandaged palms, Xiang Qingyao's eyes were a little red. She tried her best to adjust her breathing, hoping that the girls beside her would not notice her emotional changes.

"I brought you your favorite orange."

"Then you peel it for me to eat." The smile on the girl's face deepened, and the originally pale face became bloody.

Looking at her sincere smile at this moment, Xiang Qingyao's tears slipped down from the corner of her eyes quietly, and her tired body and mind felt a little comforted.

She took out an orange, peeled it, and fed it into the girl's mouth one by one.

Then, Xiang Qingyao felt that the things in front of her eyes were a little blurry, and everything around her was melting away little by little.

The girl on the bed also disappeared little by little with the surroundings. Xiang Qingyao wanted to reach out to touch her, but couldn't stop her from disappearing.

"Meng Qi! Meng Qi!"

Xiang Qingyao felt her voice tremble a little, and tears were streaming down her eyes that were originally red.

The next moment, there was no ward, and there was only an invisible darkness around. Xiang Qingyao wanted to retreat, but there was no end, and there were waves of abuse from all around.

"It was you who killed her!"

"You have to pay for her life!"

"You are a sinner!"

Xiang Qingyao started to run forward frantically, trying to shake off the voices in her ears, but these voices were always with her.

Suddenly, a bright door appeared in front of the road, and a figure could be vaguely seen in front of the door.

Xiang Qingyao desperately ran towards that figure.

100 meters, 80 meters, 50 meters.

Xiang Qingyao felt that her legs were getting heavier and heavier, and she wanted to continue running, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and her moving speed became slower and slower.

There were still 20 meters left, but the door began to close slowly.

no, do not want.

The light became smaller and smaller, and finally the surroundings turned back to a dead blackness.

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"do not want!"

In front of her was the ceiling of her room, Xiang Qingyao sat up from the bed, breathing the air greedily.

Sweat dripped from his face onto the back of his hands, and his back was completely soaked.

Xiang Qingyao glanced at the clock on the wall.

Four in the morning.

Feeling sticky and greasy, I got up and took a shower.

When I returned to the bed, I couldn't fall asleep. When I closed my eyes, it was the scene in my dream.

I had no choice but to keep my eyes open and wait until a smear of white appeared on the horizon.

In this way, he lay on the bed until six o'clock, first sent a message to a contact in the list, and then sent a message to Zhou Zhen.

Xiang Qingyao: Lao Zhou, I have an operation today, please help me.

After finishing, get up and start the same itinerary every day, morning exercise and breakfast.

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There was a feeling of acupuncture in the brain, and Qi Qi raised his hand to cover the sunlight outside the window.

"You finally woke up little ancestor."

Qi Qi squinted at the door and found Xu Mo holding a bowl in one hand and a cup in the other.

Qi Qi supported the bed with both hands and wanted to sit up, but found that her head was groggy, and she frowned unconsciously.

Xu Mo sat by the bed and handed over the cup in his hand.

"Drink some honey water first."

"Thank you."

Qi Qi took the cup and drank it in small sips.

Xu Mo put the bowl on the side cabinet, Qi Qi looked down and saw what was in the bowl.

Pumpkin porridge.

Qi Qi was about to speak when Xu Mo interrupted him.

"Pour three spoonfuls of sugar into the porridge, prepare new towels and toothbrushes in the bathroom, wash up after drinking the honey water, and then drink the porridge."

Qi Qi laughed and said, "Thank you."

Xu Mo waved his hand and said slightly annoyed: "Thank you again, believe it or not, I will kick you out."

After speaking, he got up and went to another room to write songs.

After drinking a cup of honey water, the originally dizzy head became clearer, and Qi Qi started to drink porridge after washing.

The sweetness is just right.

Definitely a girlfriend.

Thinking of this, Qi Qi got up and went to the kitchen to fry an egg for herself and then began to enjoy breakfast.

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Waking up in the morning, Zhou Zhen saw the message from Xiang Qingyao.

Full of doubts, she immediately called Xiang Qingyao, but the other party showed that she was on the phone.

Zhou Zhen, who got up early in the morning, went to the hospital to ask Xiang Qingyao for clarification, but got the news that she was asking for leave.

After sending a message to Xiang Qingyao, Zhou Zhen picked up the medical records and went to the ward to explain today's operation to the patient.

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Zhou Zhen: Why did you ask for leave?

Xiang Qingyao turned off her phone and drove her car from the garage.

About four or ten minutes later, Xiang Qingyao parked the car in a garage in a community, and then went directly to the twelfth floor from the elevator in the garage.

The doorbell rang, and there was a sound of footsteps inside the door, and then a woman about 40 to [-] years old opened the door.

"Doctor Cheng." Xiang Qingyao greeted the woman inside the door, then changed her shoes and walked inside.

Dr. Cheng led Xiang Qingyao into a small room. There was a desk in the room, and a cabinet was placed against the wall, which was full of documents.

On the table is a doctor's normal display, and a sofa is placed in front of another wall, and there is a reclining chair next to the sofa.

Calming incense was lit in the room, and the curtains were tightly drawn.

"Sit down." Dr. Cheng said to Xiang Qingyao who was beside him.

Dr. Cheng had a light makeup on his face, and his long smooth hair was hanging behind him. He was not wearing a doctor's white coat, white shirt, and black trousers, which looked intellectual but approachable.

The fresh orange-flavored perfume mixed with the calming incense in the room gives people a feeling of meditation.

Xiang Qingyao sat on the sofa, and Dr. Cheng also sat down.

"To be honest, I don't really want to see you here." Dr. Cheng pushed the tea on the coffee table in front of Xiang Qingyao and said.

Xiang Qingyao smiled, did not speak, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"You called me some time ago and told me that you have fewer nightmares and fall asleep faster and faster every night."

Xiang Qingyao nodded.

"Then it's a good thing." Doctor Cheng looked at her puzzled: "So..."

"I had a nightmare again last night, just like the previous one." Xiang Qingyao shuddered subconsciously.

Dr. Cheng wrapped his hand around the back of her hand, signaling her not to be afraid.

"They scolded me like before, scolded me for killing Meng Qi, and said I was a disaster star."

The more Xiang Qingyao spoke, the more excited she became, and she began to pant heavily, as if someone had tightly strangled her throat.

Dr. Cheng gently stroked her back and slowly guided her out with words.

Xiang Qingyao slowed down for a while, and there were already thin beads of sweat on her temples.

Dr. Cheng led Xiang Qingyao to lie down on the recliner, motioned for her to close her eyes, and then began to chat with her.

"Is the hospital busy recently?"

"It's still the same."

"Where's Luo Bin? Or do you often take you to Sichuan restaurants for dinner?"

Xiang Qingyao remembered the silly way Luo Bin looked at her, and said, "I had dinner with him last month, but I was too busy afterwards, so we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Have you met anyone or anything special recently?"

special person?

The figure of Qi Qi appeared in his mind, the palm hanging on his abdomen slowly clenched into a fist, and his shoulders subconsciously shrugged.

Looking at Xiang Qingyao's reaction, Dr. Cheng seemed to have discovered the problem.

But she was not in a hurry to explore, and chatted with Xiang Qingyao for some more. Xiang Qingyao's tense defensive posture gradually relaxed, the voices in her ears gradually became less and less, and then she fell asleep .

Dr. Cheng took the thin blanket from the side and put it on Xiang Qingyao's body, then tiptoed out of the room.

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The author has something to say:

Alas, today is the day of the abuse doctor. (￢_￢)

small theater:

Xu Mo: Is the porridge delicious?

Qi Qi: It’s okay, but it’s not sweet enough.

Xu Mo: Isn't three spoonfuls of sugar sweet? !

Qi Qi: The porridge made by my senior was sweet.

Xu Mo: ...