The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

The car drove all the way back to Xiaoyanglou, and the two of them didn't speak again until Qi Chensheng carried Wang Luan back to the bedroom.

Wang Luan looked at Qi Chensheng's back, and left through the small door behind the piano, and there was even a sound of locking the door.He was left to shrink into the red blanket, and then heaved a long sigh.

After Qi Chensheng left the bedroom, he returned to the study with a gloomy expression, dialed He Chengdong's phone number, and slowly read out the names of several people who had appeared in the clinic's medical records.

"Find out their recent movements for me, or set up a line and let me meet them."

He Chengdong on the other side of the phone was hurriedly taking notes, but when he heard Miss Zhao, he couldn't help reminding: "Second Young Master... Do you still remember that half a month ago, the Eldest Master gave you Isn't that invitation card belonged to Miss Zhao's family?"

Qi Chensheng was taken aback when he heard the words, and opened the drawer on the right side of the desk. After flipping through it a few times, he found the invitation card from He Chengdong's mouth under a stack of documents, and the date on it was exactly a few days later.

"Second young master, I heard that Miss Zhao's birthday is just in time for Master Liang Zhao to negotiate a big deal with Nieder's Food Company, so it will be very lively. The Mr. Claus you are talking about is Nieder The manager of De Foods...so maybe he will go too."

Qi Chensheng frowned after hearing this, he didn't believe that there would be such a coincidence in the world: "Go and find out what relationship the Klaus brothers and sisters have with the Zhao family."

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Wang Luan sometimes woke up and sometimes fell asleep, only feeling heavy and indescribably uncomfortable.And until dinner time, Qi Chensheng didn't come back, only Feng Shan brought someone to bring in some food.

He barely ate some, and then lay back on the bed, but in the middle of the night he developed a high fever.

Wang Luan's whole body was very hot, and the blanket that was originally soft and comfortable became like a boulder pressing heavily on him.The chest and lungs seemed to be on fire, and even the coughing was exhausted, and it hurt to breathe.

He struggled to open his eyes, but saw that everything was blurry and distorted, as if Qi Chensheng was sitting beside his bed, and then someone came in and held down his wrist.

That should be the doctor, right?Wang Luan vaguely remembered that Qi Chensheng seemed to have made an appointment with some doctor before going to the Villette Clinic in the morning.

Sure enough, he heard a rather old voice asking: "I don't know when did this gentleman get the cough?"

When did it start... Wang Luan thought in a daze, about five years ago, after he left Qi Chensheng.But the pain in his throat was so bad that he couldn't even move his lips, let alone respond.

"At the beginning of autumn six years ago." At this moment, he heard Qi Chensheng's voice, reminding him of the past in Qincheng that he deliberately forgot.

At the beginning of autumn six years ago, he did have some signs of coughing, but at that time, Wang Mingsheng began to force him to attack Qi Chensheng.

Wang Luan was suffering day and night, and he didn't even bother to see any doctor, but Qi Chensheng was more concerned about his body. He invited the doctor a few times, and they all said it was nothing serious, and he didn't take any serious medicine. Afterwards, he gradually got better.

"At that time, I mixed western cough drops into his water, and supplemented his diet with lily, donkey-hide gelatin, and coix seed."

Qi Chensheng's words hit Wang Luan's heart like thunder, and his hands secretly clenched the blanket on the bed.

"Well, based on this calculation, the time is almost here." The doctor sighed, and said regretfully: "This disease is really nothing to worry about. Although I don't know the western medicine, the second young master's response at the beginning was also appropriate. .”

"It's a pity that this gentleman must have gone through some misfortunes later, and he was greatly saddened. Coupled with his hard work, he forcibly aroused his illness. Now..."

"How is it now?" Qi Chensheng looked at Wang Luan on the bed firmly, and asked.

"Now, it has turned into tuberculosis."

Wang Luan could no longer hear the following words clearly. Although he had expected it before, when the word "consumption" was actually spoken from the doctor's mouth, it still weighed heavily on him, making him even more out of breath. .

He wanted to see Qi Chensheng's reaction, but the more he struggled, the more blurred his vision became.

Like a nightmare that he couldn't leave, he could only pant in vain, as if he was coughing up blood again, the pain made him finally fall into the darkness again.

When Wang Luan woke up again, it should have been daytime, but it was raining misty outside, the room was dark, warm and quiet, a light-colored camellia was inserted in the glass vase beside the bed, and the petals were still condensed. dew.

Wang Luan suddenly felt a little puzzled, unable to tell whether the high fever that night really happened, or just a nightmare he had.

"Mr. Wang, you're finally awake!" Feng Shan's excited voice suddenly came from a corner of the room. hurried to the bed.

"You have been sleeping for two days, is there any discomfort?"

Wang Luan was slightly lost in thought. It's been two days... That night was really not a dream.

"Look at how confused I am!" Seeing that he didn't speak, Feng Shan patted his forehead hard, and took a water glass from the bedside: "You have slept for so long, your throat must be uncomfortable, you should drink some water first."

Wang Luan was indeed a little thirsty. With Feng Shan's help, he moved his throat after drinking water, and managed to speak: "You... Where's the second young master?"

"Second young master, he has been with you for the past two days, but Mr. He said that something happened in the factory again, so he had to go there this morning." Feng Shan seemed to open up his chatter box, and began to ramble: " I'll give you a call later, if the second young master knows you're awake, he'll be happy."

"The medicine has been simmering for Mr. Wang in the kitchen, please eat some porridge first, and then we will drink the medicine..."

Wang Luan really couldn't keep up, he suddenly wanted to see Qi Chensheng very much, so he ate something and drank some medicine, but he didn't see Qi Chensheng come back until noon.

Not only did he not see him that day, Qi Chensheng did not appear in front of him again in the next few days.

Perhaps it was because of the medicine that Wang Luan's body gradually improved. Although he still coughed, he didn't cough up much blood anyway, and he was able to walk around on the ground with Feng Shan's support.

He asked Feng Shan several times about Qi Chensheng's whereabouts, but Feng Shan always said that the second young master was busy and didn't know when he would be back.

This bright and luxurious bedroom is also becoming more and more like a birdcage in which someone's beloved canary is locked.

However, Wang Luan's heart had never calmed down before. He finally had time to lean on the rocking chair by the glass window, covered with a thick white feather blanket, and think about how he should face Qi Chensheng, but it was still the same. to no avail.

Four days later, probably because he was afraid that he would be too lonely, Fengshan led someone to send a thick stack of medical records from St. Mary's Clinic to Wang Luan's room.

Wang Luan was finally able to escape from that kind of thinking temporarily and began to look through these cases.

First, he classified all the cases into simple categories.Wang Luan sat on the soft carpet in the sunshine, and divided them into two piles according to the foreigners and the Chinese.

According to the date on the case, he found that Dr. Andres had not been in Yunchuan for too long.The earliest case appeared five years ago.

That date was too sensitive for Wang Luan.He thought of what Qi Chensheng said before that Andres was not killed by Wang Mingsheng, but there must be a connection between the two.

So is it possible that five years ago, shortly after Wang Mingsheng turned into a demon, he had contact with Andres?What's more, the fact that Andres came to Yunchuan might have been instructed by Wang Mingsheng...

Wang Luan felt that this possibility was extremely high, but from the current case, it was impossible to find more clues.

But he was not in a hurry, and just continued to separate all the cases step by step, and then checked them one by one.

In the process, he saw a new problem.

Perhaps because of the many contacts with foreigners over the years, not many Yunchuan people reject Western medicine, so the number of Yunchuan people who come to Andres Clinic for treatment is not small.

But in Wang Luan's impression, most of those who can afford Western medicine should be rich people, but there are dozens of medical records, with additional notes about coachmen, carpenters, servants... Obviously they are more like poor people.

Could it be that Dr. Andres is willing to give free consultations out of kindness?

It's not impossible, but Wang Luan always felt that something was wrong.

In addition, another part was also singled out by him - various burn cases.There are not many of this kind, there are only a dozen or so copies, and most of the patients are foreigners, including the Klaus brothers and sisters mentioned by Nurse Xu earlier and... Ms. Zhao who suffered burns on her right hand and forearm.

Wang Luan looked through all the cases for about two days, and at noon on the third day, when Fengshan delivered the meal, he brought a lot of things.

"This is?" Wang Luan's health improved a lot, he stood up with the small table in front of him holding the case, and looked at Fengshan with some puzzlement.

Feng Shan first smiled all over his face, brought the pile of things to Wang Luan, and explained: "The second young master said that the Zhao family will set up a banquet tonight, and I want to take you with me, let us serve you to freshen up. .”

In the Zhao family, Wang Luan understood. Sure enough, Qi Chensheng did not give up on Ms. Zhao's line, and probably wanted to use the evening banquet to investigate.

Thinking of this, Wang Luan sighed half relieved, no matter what... Finally, he and Qi Chensheng could meet.