Death Spell

Chapter 100

In the evening, after Tang Song finished all his work and left the Judiciary Building, he saw Zhang Ning's car parked on the street not far from the gate with double flashing lights on.

Walking over to open the car door, looking at Zhang Ning's sportswear, he said with a smile, "The equipment is quite professional. It seems that I really want to exercise this time."

Zhang Ning suppressed his smile and replied, "That's it." He put down the handbrake, turned the steering wheel, and continued, "There's a new Japanese restaurant downstairs in the gym. Do you want to try it after exercising? Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend."

"Holidays are for you. If there is a case, I will go to the scene at any time." Tang Song said, leaning on his chin and thinking about the Japanese restaurant, pouted: "That Japanese restaurant seems to have a high evaluation, but It's too expensive, so I don't eat it."

"Aren't you so frugal for every meal?" Zhang Ning glanced at Tang Song, puzzled.

Tang Song's deep and dark eyes were full of waves, and he said lightly: "I want to contribute to Ah Qing's tuition, and some insignificant expenses can be saved. By the way, you are a psychiatrist. Is there any bank manager you are familiar with? Use the house as a mortgage, and first collect Ah Qing's tuition and living expenses for the first year in the United States."

"Is that girl going to America? How close are you?" Zhang Ning stopped the car in front of the traffic light and asked Tang Song.

Tang Song waved his hand: "You have two houses for rent now, and the pressure is no less than mine. It's really good to help me find a reliable bank manager."

The red light turned to green, and the car continued to move forward. Zhang Ning knew Tang Song's character, and said straightforwardly: "Okay, I will take out all my client's business cards tomorrow, and sell my appearance to help you get a loan."

Tang Song gave her a sideways look in disgust. He didn't know what happened to him during this business trip. Not only did he suddenly want to go to the gym, but he didn't speak seriously at all.

The gymnasium is located on the [-]th floor of the business center in S City, where you can almost see the most prosperous area in S City.Tang Song changed into a sweatshirt, put his hair up high, put white earphones in his ears, adjusted his breathing, and ran focused on the treadmill.She is used to staying in this position every time she comes here for fitness, because here she can watch the busy traffic outside the window, making people temporarily forget the things they don't want to experience.

Sweat seeped from his hair and ran across his cheeks. Tang Song looked down at the time and ran for four to ten minutes.Because he hadn't exercised for a long time, Tang Song didn't want to be too violent, which would cause muscle strain instead, so he slowed down and relaxed his muscles from running to walking.

She picked up the mineral water at the side, took a sip of water, but turned her head, but she didn't see Zhang Ning who had just returned to the side.

He looked around, but in a corner, he saw Zhang Ning receiving the guidance of a fitness trainer.

The fitness trainer is tall and handsome, and Tang Song finally understands why Zhang Ning insists on coming here to exercise.

Not for any healthy weight loss, but for this VIP coach.

Tang Song wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel, turned around to take a bath, but saw Fang Minjun on the treadmill on the other side.

Tang and Song couldn't help but sigh, the world is so small.

Fang Minjun just got off the treadmill, and when they turned around, the two looked at each other. Fang Minjun was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled.

"It's such a coincidence, I didn't expect to see Tang Forensic Doctor here." Fang Minjun was wearing a suspender half-cut sportswear and shorts. It could be seen that she had been running for a long time, her whole body was soaked in sweat, and with her healthy complexion, she was very sexy.

Just when she picked up the mineral water and drank it with her head up, Tang and Song could feel the eyes all around her falling on her undulating belly.However, Tang Song noticed that there was a beautiful totem tattoo on the inside of her arm.

"I only come here once in a while, and I didn't expect to meet you." Tang Song responded.

"I was also recommended by a friend, so I just came here to have a look. The environment is really good. I just don't know where to eat steak near here after I finish working out, so I can replenish my energy." Fang Minjun was still a little panting, but still hearty .

Tang Song raised his finger and pointed to the building opposite: "I only know that there is a good western restaurant in the building opposite. I have eaten there a few times, and it's not bad."

"Really? Thanks then."

Tang Song shook his head to indicate that it was okay, only to realize that Zhang Ning was admiring the strength exercise of the fitness trainer in the distance, and seeing her nympho look on her face, he shook his head.

Seeing every movement of the coach, Tang Song's complexion changed slightly.

Fang Minjun on the side looked at Tang Song's gaze, and also looked over. This VIP coach looked really handsome, and he looked very clean, but in Tang Song's eyes, he couldn't see appreciation, but was observing something.

Tang Song walked towards Zhang Ning with a mineral water bottle in his hand.

Zhang Ning noticed Tang Song coming, and saw the figure behind her, and asked with a smile, "Tang Song, this is?"

"Colleague from the same district, Fang Minjun." Tang Song said, and introduced to Fang Minjun: "This is my good friend, Zhang Ning."

Fang Minjun greeted politely.

Zhang Ning saw that Tang Song's gaze had been on her coach, and introduced: "This is my fitness coach, Peng Hui, Coach Peng." His tone was slightly smug.

Seeing someone approaching, Peng Hui stopped. Usually there are many beauties here, but surrounded by three beauties of different styles all of a sudden, no one can stand it.Especially being looked at by Tang Song like this, he was even more at a loss, and his heartbeat was not stable.

"Hi, Miss Tang, I've seen you before, but I just came here, and I haven't seen you much since then." Peng Hui straightened up and smiled politely.

Tang Song walked towards Peng Hui with a serious face: "I just saw that your breathing was not smooth when you were exercising, and the blood vessels in your neck were dilated and protruding. Can I help you take a pulse?"

Although Peng Hui didn't understand, he still handed Tang Song his wrist.

Tang Song put his hands on it, and after more than ten seconds, he said: "Your breathing is not stable, you are just doing strength exercises, and your heart rate is already around 170. After doing exercise recently, will your heart feel tingling?"

Peng Hui didn't understand, so he said "Huh?" and asked, "Yes, how did Ms. Tang know?"

Tang Song also felt that he was too serious, so he took two steps back and adjusted his tone: "Don't worry, I just want to suggest that you go to the hospital for a physical examination. If you recover slowly after exercising, and you have exertional dyspnea, You are usually tired easily, and you have long hands and feet, these are likely to be the beginning of spider finger syndrome, and if it is serious, there may be cardiovascular disease."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Peng Hui was taken aback, even Zhang Ning and Fang Minjun were a little unbelievable.

Just looking at the surface, can you find the disease?

"No...will you?" Zhang Ning took the words, and looked at Tang Song with disbelief: "Why do you think people who are tall and big are not in good health?"

Tang Song looked at Zhang Ning with raised eyebrows, and hinted: "I just suggested that he go for a physical examination. Wouldn't it be better if nothing happened? What's more, the disease tends to be shallow, and if something happens, you can take precautions in advance."

Peng Hui's complexion was not very good when he heard the words of "sick to shallow Chinese medicine", and he didn't even know what Tang and Song did, so he said that he had a physical problem.For a fitness trainer, this is the most unwilling thing to accept, but because she is a member here, and Zhang Ning is a VIP, she smiled far-fetchedly and said: "Don't be so troublesome, I really need to see a doctor Is it? Maybe it's just that I haven't had a good rest recently, that's why."

Tang Song understands that young people don't like to go to the hospital nowadays. Only when they are old and have too much reluctance and worry, will they go to the hospital whenever something goes wrong.

"I also have an occupational disease. If you think it's okay, you don't have to listen to my advice, but young people also need to have regular physical examinations." Tang Song said, looking at Zhang Ning: "I'm going to change my clothes first. Waiting for you outside."

Zhang Ning nodded and watched Tang Song off, she knew that this was really an occupational disease of Tang Song as a doctor.I still remember a few years ago when I made an appointment to go to a concert, because Tang Song saw an old man walking back and forth on the overpass on the road, and what others saw was an old man walking slowly, but she realized that the old man might be lost. So I called the police and asked my colleagues to help, and I missed the concert.

But the happy thing is that the old man was really lost and couldn't find his way home. Thanks to her help, he returned home.

This kind of related things often happened in Tang and Song Dynasties. After a long time of acquaintance, you will naturally get used to it.

Peng Hui didn't expect Tang Song to be a doctor. Surprised, he also began to worry about his body, and asked Zhang Ning, "I didn't expect Miss Tang to be a doctor. No wonder she looks so professional. Which hospital is she in? Let me check her body." Shouldn't it be good to find her?"

Zhang Ning regained his composure and responded, "It's true that she is a doctor, but you won't meet her when you see a doctor."

"Huh?" Peng Hui was puzzled, "Why?"

"Well... she is mainly in charge of patients who have died, yes." Zhang Ning responded, and changed the topic with a smile: "Let's listen to her and go for a physical examination. I will come to you to exercise next time."

Peng Hui nodded half understanding.

Fang Minjun, who was watching the excitement standing aside, just smiled and said nothing, looking at the back of Tang Song, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a new orientation for the impression of this Tang forensic doctor.

Far better than those rumors said.

After taking a bath, Tang Song changed back to his business attire and stood at the door waiting for Zhang Ning. She waited for more than ten minutes before she came out.

"So reluctant?" Tang Song smiled lightly.

"What are you talking about? At the beginning, I heard that there was a handsome guy here, so I came here. I didn't expect that I just got acquainted, and I was dispelled by a few words from you." Zhang Ning pouted.

Tang Song complained: "My aunt, I can't control this. I have to say it when I see it. Besides, it's not a big deal. It won't affect your preferences at all."

"If you don't exercise your body, it won't work. How can this work?" Zhang Ning pressed the elevator first, and said helplessly: "My mother asked me to find a tall and powerful boyfriend, and I am a face control, so how can I do it if I am not handsome? Like you, there are a lot of handsome guys around you, so you don't have to worry about these things."

Tang Song stood aside quietly, smiling without saying a word.

"But having said that, I feel that your aura is a bit different recently. When you were young, you were surrounded by handsome seniors and juniors. During this time, I think you have more and more beauties around you. The girl just now looked so heroic. "Zhang Ning said something in his words.

Tang and Song felt that this was normal: "He is a policeman, so he is naturally heroic."

"It's a pity, you are both beautiful women, but one is a forensic doctor and the other is a police officer. According to the statistics, the more independent a woman is, the less she wants to marry. When I see you two, I see one or two of the statistics." Zhang Ning sighed Said: "But my mother said that women have problems in their brains if they don't marry."

The elevator arrived before the words were spoken, and the two stepped into the elevator. When Tang Song raised his right hand to press the G floor, his shoulder suddenly felt numb and painful. His arm hung in mid-air and paused until the pain disappeared. She frowned: "Auntie is right, you really need someone to take care of you, this has nothing to do with your occupation, it's because of your personality."

Although Zhang Ning was a little unconvinced, he also noticed that Tang Song was uncoordinated when he pressed the elevator just now: "What's wrong with you? Is the injured shoulder still not healed?"

Tang Song's first reaction was also the previous gunshot wound. This feeling also appeared when he just took a shower. It was not the back shoulder, but the collarbone.I just looked at it carefully in the mirror, and there is not even the slightest trace of strangeness.

"It's also possible." Tang Song responded.

Zhang Ning put his hands on his chest: "Winter is coming, you need someone to take care of you, otherwise how will you spend Christmas and Valentine's Day?"

Tang Song knew that this woman would not let her off easily, but his face said indifferently: "Some people say that my marriage is predestined, and I can only obey the destiny."

Zhang Ning opened her mouth slightly, she didn't expect to hear these words from Tang Song's mouth, she blinked her eyes: "Hey, when did you stop believing in science and start believing in these things?"

"Where do I not believe in science? But believing in this is also a recent thing. There are indeed some things that science can't analyze." Tang Song lowered his brows with a smile, and the elevator door opened. She stepped out first, and said: "Drive Be careful on the way back."

"Don't you need me to see you off?" Zhang Ning asked.

Tang Song shook his head: "It's not on the way, I'll take a taxi and go back."

It was already 08:30 in the evening when I got home by taxi, and my stomach was already rumbling with hunger.Tang Song paid the money, opened the door and got off.

As the taxi drove away, a gust of cold wind blew by. Tang Song raised his shoulders subconsciously, but his body didn't feel cold, but rather warm, which was probably due to the fact that he had more blood after exercising.

Tang Song looked up habitually, his eyes froze slightly, only to find that the light in her house was on. Before, he was sure whether Tang Qinghui had returned, but now she was at Le Wenyao's house, who could it be?

Tang Song thought about it, then carefully took out the key, opened the door, and froze in place at the same time, because she could smell the aroma of rice.

"Are you back?" Anya came out of the kitchen, looked at Tang Song with a vigilant face, and smiled.

Tang Song closed the door and looked at her puzzled. Before asking any question, Anya explained: "Tang Qing gave you the key. He also told you that you are busy with work and don't have time to cook. Let me take good care of you."

Tang Song pursed his lips when he heard this, thinking that this girl is really worrying.

Anya looked at Tang Song still motionless, and reminded: "Change your shoes, I'll get you a meal."

Tang Song changed his shoes obediently, took off his coat and hung it aside, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and when he came out, he saw two dishes and one soup in front of him.

"I went to the gym today. To be honest, I'm really hungry. I planned to cook a bowl of instant noodles when I got home." The exhaustion after exercising slowly came up, and Tang Song's voice was a little lazy.

"It's not nutritious. With such a heavy workload every day, your body will definitely not be able to bear it when you are old." Anya put the bowls and chopsticks aside, and said.

"Yes, yes, I envy you. I never worry about this." Tang Song said, thinking of something again, and asked: "What happened to your health before? I don't think Sang Xie is in good health. It's you guys. Is it a common problem?"

Anya shook her head: "No, it's a long story. And... I don't know if my health has really improved." She said and handed a bowl of soup to Tang Song.

"What was that purple thing I saw on your face before?" Tang Song took the soup, obviously very hungry, but when looking at this bowl of soup, Tang Song lost his appetite.

Staring at the soup with a little slack in his eyes, he took a sip and didn't move any more.

Anya thought that Tang Song was tired, so she replied softly, "It's a curse seal."