[Zhongyingmei] Hear the sound

As soon as the meat entered her mouth, an inexplicable nausea began to surround her. She couldn't tell what it was like, but she felt that it might be something she didn't like and could not accept.

"Is it because the food doesn't taste like Miss Arnott?" Seeing her suddenly froze, Hannibal wiped his mouth with a square towel and asked in a harmonious voice.

"No, it tastes good." This is the truth. The person sitting opposite is obviously a psychiatrist, but his cooking level can be called excellent.

The aroma is tangy and the sauce is overflowing, not to mention the tender and tasty meat.

This should be regarded as the best unknown meat she has ever eaten - this is what really makes her feel uneasy - she can't even tell what kind of meat it is!

From the previous life to this life, her experience lasted too long, which also led to Arnott, who is a carnivore, has eaten most of the meat in the world, and she also has a skill: She can clearly distinguish their essence under different firing methods.

This was the first time that she couldn't figure out what it was!

The doctor had already introduced it when he was onlookers just now, what he cooked was foie gras.It shouldn't be, it's obviously not...

Arnott suddenly lost his appetite due to this weird "induction failure".

Suppressing those thoughts, she pushed the plate, but the fork touched the side dish, and the smile on her face was a little bit reluctant, "It's just that I have eaten a lot before I came here, and I was burnt by the doctor just now." The scent that came out was bewitching, and I was fascinated for a while... I actually couldn't eat anything."

As they got closer, the smell of meat on the fork lingered on her lips and nose. She pinched her fingertips, restraining the reluctance deep in her heart, and put the vegetable into her mouth.

Fortunately, these are still normal tastes, and she no longer cares about the uncomfortable tastes above, and concentrates on dealing with these vegetables used as decorations.

After eating, it's time for consultation.

She rambled about Lorelai, and it was obvious that she attached great importance to this friend, "I don't know what happened, anyway, she seems to have forgotten the previous incident, although I don't want her to remember, But her personality seems to have been affected a bit.

She seems to be very afraid of being alone now. She originally lived in a high-grade ward—a single occupancy, but she was unwilling to live or die, and even preferred to live in a double ward with a man—she was not so ignorant. "

"She may be afraid." Hannibal replied after pondering for a moment, "She was persecuted by Nierid when she was alone, and people always protect themselves habitually. For scenes similar to what happened before, her subconscious will still force her to do things that are not in line with her previous image, but can give her a sense of security."

"People say that time can heal all wounds, but in fact, the greater the loss, the deeper the scars, the more difficult it becomes to be whole again," the girl changed the subject, "Is she not going to get better?"

"Spiritual injury requires mental treatment. She just lacks a sense of security at the moment. So Miss Arnott doesn't have to worry." He paused, "Any pain and sorrow she is suffering now will turn into her most solid strength in the future."

"I hope so, thanks for your kind words."

The conversation didn't last long.

But after a long time, so long that she couldn't remember what they said today, and so long that she couldn't hold the knife in her hand, she asked a question to the man beside her on a whim, and only then did she know what she said. When did it catch Mr. Hannibal's attention - this is the day.

When parting, she happily waved goodbye.

Yes, she was delighted, and the closer she got to Mr. Hannibal, the more she seemed to feel [the emotion].

Joy, embarrassment, panic.

All kinds of them appeared unexpectedly, but she confirmed that these were indeed things she was familiar with but unfamiliar.

What she once thought was out of reach now seems within reach.

And in a place where she couldn't see, Hannibal, who saw off the guests, looked at her untouched plate, which contained almost intact meat, except for the part she cut off for the first time, she never touched it again this thing.

He noticed the "wolf-like tiger" look in the little girl's eyes at the beginning, but in the end, there was only one knife mark on it.

She never touched it except at first.

He didn't believe that she had eaten human flesh, after all, there was no trace of fear or doubt in her eyes before she left.

This is... intuition?

interesting.

Excessive dependence is easy to deteriorate.

When pure excess bends the balance, violence and possessiveness arise from this.

It never fades—until death.

When I arrived at the hospital again, it was already a few days later.

A certain roommate, that is, Heraclo, who "will die if you don't flirt with a girl for a day", has always been unfavorable in character and appearance among girls, but he unfortunately met Lorelei and Arnott.

Although the former has a cheerful and extroverted personality, he is extremely principled. He can be friends with someone like Heraclo, but his ambiguous personality with girls is doomed to make her not a suitable type of boyfriend.

Not to mention the latter, she has no feelings for anyone but Hannibal.

So someone who had been maintaining the record of teasing girls fell down twice in a row.

But if you ignore the hormones he emits all the time, Crowe is still a very easy person to get along with.

Probably because of being a wandering photographer, he knows a lot of anecdotes from all over the world. Those stories from the world can always make them listen with great interest. Of course, this kind of work is not lacking in danger. Said that he bought a huge amount of insurance, and the beneficiary was his girlfriend.

On the other hand, maybe because he is too familiar with the nurses here, he speaks the gossip in this hospital clearly and logically, even if it is a sensational haunting incident, he tells the whole story, as if he witnessed it with his own eyes at the time.

On the day she was talking about, she just happened to meet Heraclo's rare cuteness——

He was holding a glass of liquid that was so cloudy that he couldn't tell what it was, and he was sipping it in small sips, with a drunken look on his face, as if what he was drinking was the most delicious thing.

She once heard him say that he made these messy teas himself, and that he always likes to add something he likes to the tea leaves. Once she even saw chili peppers-this shows how weird this person's preferences are.

But what she likes to drink is other people's business, and she can't control it, so after a glance, she looked away, and said casually, "Is it possible that this hospital can still be haunted? A place that saves lives and heals the wounded is even haunted." , It should also be pretending to be a ghost."

"I don't think it's fake." Crowe, who is usually idle, has a serious face at the moment, "This hospital was quite normal at first, but then somehow, a person would die in the hospital every once in a while. From the perspective of those who have died, the deceased are often of low status, no relatives, no wealth and no power, so even if they die, it doesn’t matter. The hospital has been suppressing this matter for fear of affecting its reputation.”

"But someone died, didn't they be more vigilant, or did they ask someone to investigate?"

"Of course I have looked for someone, but it's useless," Ke Luo shrugged, "I heard that the very professional ghost exorcist I found was pretending, and the dead girl appeared again in the hospital that night. Not to mention the private detective of the company - he died unexpectedly on the night he received the commission.

The hospital just let it go after that. "

"Woc is so heartless?!" Lorelei was filled with righteous indignation stimulated by Crowe's narration, wishing to catch the person in charge of the hospital and beat him up.

"It's not that I gave up completely. The hospital came up with a new solution - once the female orphans come to consult, they will be transferred to the nearest hospital. After that, there were no new deaths for a long time.

But not long after it stopped, the hospital suddenly started to be haunted. "

"Haunted?" Arnott raised her eyebrows.

"Yes." The man bowed his head and took a sip of the liquid in his hand that was so cloudy that he couldn't see the floating objects in the tea, then nodded and continued, "When they talked to me, they all emphasized that this is a secret that cannot be mentioned—— When the clock strikes midnight, a woman's cry can be heard on the roof of the hospital. When she gets tired of crying, she will jump off the roof and disappear in mid-air—you can only hear her, and you Never see her."