dark crossing

When Ah Huan ordered fruit tea, he deliberately ordered an extra cup.Chu Huainan never drank these, so even if there were more Ding Lang and Ding Jun, the amount of fruit tea was just enough.

Ding Lang was once again mercilessly rejected by Song Ci in front of so many people.So he stared at Chu Huainan, and angrily took a lot of sips of tea, cursing while drinking: "Which shop's tea! It tastes terrible!"

Ah Huan, who was ordering tea, stood aside, smiling embarrassingly.

Everyone just took Ding Lang as an excuse to vent their anger.But Huang Chenghao also wondered after two or three sips: "The taste is not quite right, why is it so astringent?"

Shen Ting just took a sip with his cup in his mouth, then immediately spit it out, turned his head and said to Chu Huainan with a sullen face, "Call the police, call 120. This tea tastes wrong."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ding Lang, who drank the most, fell to the ground suddenly.

Ten minutes later, a police car and an ambulance arrived almost at the same time.

Under Shen Ting's command, Huang Chenghao and his party had already made themselves vomit, but they all had an obvious poisoning reaction.

Fruit tea cups are the most common takeaway cups.In order to make it easier for diners to open the lid to eat fruit after drinking the liquid, the lids of the fruit tea cups are all independent and can be opened.

Although the mouth of the cup is sealed with leak-proof plastic paper, because the lid of the cup can be opened, it is not possible to judge whether these fruit teas have been tampered with by others after they are produced from the milk tea shop.

Ah Huan, as a takeaway buyer, was taken away by the police on the spot to assist in the investigation.

Chu Huainan, who was the only one on the scene who didn't drink milk tea, and Shen Ting, who just took a sip and immediately spit it out, sent the unconscious Xu Kai, Huang Chenghao and Ding Lang to the ambulance.

Ding Jun only took a sip. Although his face was covered in cold sweat at this time, fortunately, he was still conscious.

After he got into an ambulance alone.Shen Ting was also dragged into the car by Chu Huainan by the collar.

"what?"

Chu Huainan had a rare grim expression on his face, and his eyebrows were frowned with worry, "I smelled the cup you drank, and the tea had a distinct smell of bitter almonds, which should be mixed with cyanide. You should go wash it too." Stomach!"

"..." Shen Ting wanted to argue subconsciously, but a thin layer of sweat had already oozed from his forehead.Only at this time did I feel flustered and short of breath, and my cheeks were hot as if I had a fever, so I had to shut up obediently, rinse my mouth constantly under the instructions of the medical staff, and keep an eye on my blood pressure.

Before the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Shen Ting, who hadn't really drank the fruit tea, also developed obvious symptoms of dizziness and tinnitus, and even a faint feeling of numbness in the throat.

He has received professional anti-drug training, and the more he has difficulty breathing and dizziness, the harder he tries to keep his mind clear, and his thinking becomes more active.So he pursed his lips and kept deducing, who actually poisoned him?Where did it happen again?And why would the criminal want any of them, or all of them?

Along the way, Chu Huainan with an ugly face kept wiping Shen Ting's sweat.

For the convenience of gargling, Shen Ting half-lyed in Chu Huainan's arms.He closed his eyes, frowned, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, but only his cheeks were dyed with a strange blush.

Chu Huainan looked at him, as if he was also suffering from severe heart palpitations.

A heart that had always been calm and composed, panicked unreasonably because of Shen Ting's increasingly obvious symptoms.

He tightly held the back of the other person's unconsciously trembling hand, and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, it's fine."

Shen Ting was actually not worried at all.He didn't even feel like he needed a stretcher.

Injuries are commonplace for him.

And being able to go to the hospital to receive formal treatment in a fair manner is already considered a very good situation.

In previous operations, he also suffered gunshot wounds, but it was inconvenient to seek medical treatment.In the end, I could only bite the gauze, let my companion use a dagger to help dig out the shrapnel, and then simply bandage it to finish the job.After that, after only lying down for a few days, he became a lively hero again.

His vitality is as tenacious as a cactus.Relying on the saying that people with high skills are bold, not only are they not very afraid of death, but they also don't spare their lives.

Although those fruit teas may indeed contain trace amounts of cyanide.But Shen Ting had already judged at the first time in Han's entrance that there should only be some things mixed with cyanide, similar to rat poison.

In other words, although the intake is large and the rescue is not timely, it may indeed cause death.But because he responded in a timely manner, and the purity of the medicine itself is not very high, so as long as the treatment is done properly, no one should die in vain.

Shen Ting thought that he hadn't fallen to the point where he had to rely on the medical staff to push him to the emergency room.So as soon as the door opened, he jumped out of the car by himself.

But just a few steps away, someone grabbed his shoulder.He turned around and withdrew his shoulders neatly, but due to lack of strength, not only failed to break free, but was even more tightly grabbed by the opponent's wrist.

Inspector Shen, who was unresponsive due to the effect of the drug, stared at Chu Huainan with a gloomy face, picked him up horizontally, and put him on the stretcher at the entrance of the hospital without any explanation.

Shen Ting lay in a messy state, clutching her heartbeating chest, and secretly cursed "Bastard".

Two or three hours later, except for Ding Lang who drank the most, all the other people who were sent to the hospital due to food poisoning had come to their senses.

Ding Lang's condition is the most serious, but due to timely rescue, although he is still unconscious at the moment, he is out of danger.

Shen Ting, who had the mildest symptoms, also had a stomach wash under Chu Huainan's strong intervention.

Since it was related to cyanide, although Shen Ting's symptoms were mild, the doctor still advised him to be admitted to the hospital for observation for a few days after careful assessment.

After some necessary first aid treatment in the nearest hospital, Chu Huainan immediately handled the transfer procedures for him.

Under the capitalist's intervention, Shen Ting was efficiently admitted to a well-known private hospital that evening.

This capitalist has to use a butcher's knife to kill chickens, and he makes a lot of fuss all day long.

Shen Ting felt that if Chu Huainan knew about it, he would never recover from minor injuries before.This pampered capitalist can probably even roll his eyeballs out.

However, he doesn't know.Chu Huainan is not usually a person who makes a fuss out of a molehill.

Rich and powerful people all cherish their lives, but they only cherish the lives of their own family members.

Chu Huainan treated Shen Ting more carefully than he treated himself.

After all the tossing, Shen Ting felt very tired.But if Chu Huainan didn't leave, he couldn't sleep peacefully, so he had to cheer up and play a game of "staring big and small" with him in the ward.

Chu Huainan could see his reluctance, and after hesitating for a moment, he left the ward with an excuse.

The doctors on duty in the inpatient department are all young.Chu Huainan was not at ease, so he called Director Wang, who also worked in this hospital and was once a famous figure in internal medicine in Jianghu.

Director Wang is not yet fifty, and behind him is a group of graduate students whose glasses are only slightly thinner than the bottom of a beer bottle.One of the graduate students raised his eyebrows in surprise after seeing Shen Ting's photo.

Different from the medical records of ordinary public hospitals, the medical records of this private hospital are very detailed. On the first page of each medical record, there is a two-inch photo taken by the patient when he was admitted to the hospital.

This photo can help nurses identify the patient by checking the patient's appearance and admission bracelet.This kind of double insurance not only ensures the correctness and safety of the hospital's medication, but also makes every patient feel "at home" meticulously.

After all, there is nothing more reassuring to a patient than the fact that the nurses you meet in the corridors of the inpatient department know you and can call you by your name accurately.

But such meticulousness is not a good thing for Shen Ting.

"Huh? I seem to know this person!"

Guo Dong, a graduate student following Director Wang, poked his head curiously.

……

It was a rare night without dreams, and when I woke up, it was already the next morning.

It happened to be the nurse's second ward round. Seeing that he woke up, the little nurse immediately delivered a nutritionally balanced liquid breakfast.

Temporary gastric mucosal damage is inevitable after gastric lavage.According to Shen Ting's condition, the hospital provided him with a whole day of pure liquid food, followed by an additional day of semi-liquid food.This is the most responsible approach for patients who have just received gastric lavage treatment.

Shen Ting buried his head and drank half a bowl of rice soup, and when he looked up again, Chu Huainan was already leaning against the door and looking at him with a smile.

He lowered his head to look at his watch, but found that there was only a wristband with Song Ci's personal information on his wrist, so he frowned and asked, "What time is it? Why are you here? Aren't you going to work?"

Chu Huainan moved a chair with a smile and sat down.

"It's just after eight o'clock, why did you wake up so early?"

Shen Ting simply wondered if he went to the fox cave to study overnight.

Otherwise, why did he only see each other all night, and even smiled more romantically than before, with a radiant face full of love.

"Go to bed early so wake up early."

Shen Ting lowered his head and finished the remaining half bowl of rice soup, and then took a sip of the green spinach soup next to it.

Salty……

As a native of Jianghu, Shen Ting is very sweet and has always found this kind of salty soup difficult to swallow.So he only took a sip before putting down the spoon, squinting his eyes and asked Chu Huainan, "What are you doing here?"

Chu Huainan stretched out his hand and used the pulp of his thumb to press the tip of his upturned eyes back to their original position.

Satisfied, he looked at the end of the eyes of the person in front of him, which had once again become as sharp as a drawn sword, and then replied with a smile, "I came to see you."

"What's so interesting about me." Shen Ting licked his lips, and frowned slightly because the salty taste remained on his lips.

Chu Huai Nanji naturally took his spoon, gracefully finished his remaining bowl of spinach soup, and then asked him for credit with a smile: "I'll help you eat whatever you don't like."

Shen Ting was speechless for a while.

Is this capitalist's hobby "begging"?Came here early in the morning, just to drink his leftover vegetable soup?

"Let me tell you a story."

Telling stories after drinking leftover soup?It seems that capitalists are probably really idle.

Seeing Shen Ting looking up at himself, Chu Huainan, who only took the morning's spare time after pushing back the morning meeting and business negotiations, smiled very kindly.

His story is very old-fashioned: Legend has it that there is a dragon who every year requires the village to sacrifice a full-grown virgin for food.

In order to save the girls in the village, every year, a young hero in the village will fight the dragon, but no one survives.

When another hero set out, someone followed quietly and found that the dragon's lair was covered with gold and silver treasures. The young hero stabbed the dragon to death with a sword, and then sat on the corpse, watching the glittering jewels, slowly growing scales, tails and tentacles. , and eventually become a new dragon.

The villagers despaired and gave in.Until one day, an unusually handsome young man came to the village.After listening to the legend of the evil dragon, he is determined to kill the monster and eliminate harm for the people.

But this smart young man has not set off for a long time. He did not choose to face the dragon and fight it.

However, a few years later, the dragon still died because of him.

is starved to death...

Because in the village, there are no more girls who can be used as food!

After telling the story, Chu Huainan pointed to the bowl containing the vegetable soup, and concluded meaningfully: "This story tells us that we must not be picky eaters."

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Shen Ting pretended to come up to him, tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, and said with contempt: "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

This level of cold jokes, even the current junior high school students are too naive to tell them.

Chu Huainan, who told a story about coaxing children, held the hand that wanted to shrink back after testing the temperature and refused to let it go. His eyes fell on Shen Ting's wristband with "Song Ci" written on it, and there was a deep smile in his eyes: " It’s good to take the wrong medicine, and it happens that I also have a stomach wash, and I can live in the same ward as you.”

Thinking that Chu Huainan really did a lot for him yesterday, Shen Ting, who was rarely taken care of by someone, touched his nose with some discomfort, "Thank you for what happened yesterday. I will treat you to dinner another day."

Chu Huainan, who is well versed in speech skills, naturally wouldn't be put off by this vague "another day".He was particularly difficult to ask: "When?"

Shen Ting was really taken aback, and answered casually: "The doctor said I can only be discharged from the hospital on Saturday, or this Saturday."

Chu Huainan clasped his hand instead, forcibly made a ten-finger movement, and rubbed the messy chestnut-like hair in front of his eyes with the other hand: "You should maintain a liquid diet for the next two days, please For the matter of eating, we will have a long time in Japan."