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Qi Feng bent down, almost sticking his nose to the cushion, but he didn't smell the smelly, fishy smell that Wen Bing said.There is only a slight smell of dust from long-term stacking.

Qi Feng straightened up and looked at her: "I didn't smell the smell you mentioned, could it be that you smelled it wrong?"

Wen Bing: "Improbable, right?"

"Why is it impossible?" Qi Feng felt strange, "Don't you often suffer from rhinitis? Your sense of smell should not be as sensitive as ordinary people, right?"

It is true that her sense of smell is not as good as that of ordinary people, but the smell is really special, just a little bit to the tip of the nose, and it makes her feel sick when she smells the ice.

"Don't mention it." Just thinking about it for a while, the feeling of nausea when I first smelled the smell came back. Wen Bing frowned, and stretched out his hand to cover his stomach, "I don't know why I smelled it, really It smells so bad."

"Use it instead." Qi Feng handed Wen Bing something he made, "You use mine, I use yours."

"There's no need to change it, it's useless." Wen Bing waved his hand, "What I smelled wasn't the smell from one mat, but all the mats had that strange smell."

Wen Bing was stunned after speaking, and opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief: "...It's so strange, the strange smell on your cushion has disappeared."

Wen Bing bent down and moved closer to the cart: "The strange smell on the other cushions is gone. Could it be... I really smelled it wrong?"

Ever since he pushed the cart in front of Wen Bing and Qi Feng, Doctor Yang stood quietly holding the cart without saying a word.It was only now that I urged them: "The sound therapy room is only open for one and a half hours a day. I hope you can get the cushions as quickly as possible, so as not to waste everyone's time."

It has been almost 10 to [-] minutes since the investigator entered the door of the sound therapy room. Once the remaining time is less than an hour, the time left for the second group of recuperators will be less than half an hour, which is not enough for them to receive a sound therapy session. .

Not wanting to affect the investigators who were assigned to the second group, Wen Bing no longer struggled, picked up the top mat, which belonged to her, and put it at her feet.

Before Wen Bing took the mat, Qi Feng felt that she was thinking too much and thought the mat was fine.

When Wen Bing felt that she had smelled it wrong, Qi Feng became nervous instead: "Captain, do you want to smell it a few more times? If there is really a problem, we still have time to tell others."

Wen Bing squatted on the ground, smelled the cushions at his feet carefully, raised his head and shrugged his shoulders at Qi Feng: "I can't smell it anymore."

"..." Qi Feng thought for a while and was still uneasy, so he turned to look for other investigators, "I'll ask others."

Qi Feng first went to Liu Mian and Xu Zhe of Team 666.

Liu Mian sat on the ground, and the cushion under her buttocks was what Qi Feng said, which may have a strange smell: "...I thought there would be no problem with the cushion, so I just used it."

"I checked it when I was picking up the cushion, and there is no smell, and there is no other strange place." Xu Zhe sighed disgustedly, and when he looked at Qi Feng, he put away the disgust on his face, "Maybe Captain Wen You smelled it wrong, just to be on the safe side, you should find someone else to inquire about the situation."

Dr. Yang distributed the cushions according to the group list. The 666 team was the first to receive the cushions, and the 10088 team was behind them, and after that, the dare not die team.

Qi Feng didn't really want to get in touch with the members of the dare not die team, but he went over to ask, and got the same answer as Xu Zhe, and they didn't find any problem with the mat.

If Qi Feng wanted to continue to inquire, he could only go to the indescribable team that was assigned to the second group.

When Qi Feng was dawdling towards Zhou Yan and the others, he happened to meet Dr. Yang giving out mats to the members of their team.

Ning Luan took the three cushions off the cart and put them by his feet.Seeing Qi Feng standing not far away observing them, Ning ran up to him in a trot: "What do you want from us?"

Qi Feng was a little embarrassed: "Is it so obvious?"

Ning laughed wildly: "If it's okay, who would take the initiative to wander around in Team Zhou's line of sight?"

Qi Feng told Ning Luan his purpose of coming here.

Except for the smell of dust, Ning Luan didn't smell anything else from the mat: "I'll ask Team Zhou."

Zhou Yan glanced coldly at the mat on the ground: "It smelled a bit strange at first, but it just dissipated."

"It turns out that there is something really wrong with those cushions." Ning Luan was dumbfounded, "However, why are only you and Captain Wen smelling it? Captain Zhou, is there any danger for us to sit on those cushions for sound therapy?"

Zhou Yan's face was cold, and there were so many questions written all over his face, but he still answered one by one patiently: "Only she and I can smell it, maybe it's similar to that only you and I can hear and distinguish clearly. A voice no one else can hear."

Ning Luan suddenly realized: "Then I will ask Qi Feng to ask Captain Wen, did this happen after she came to the fourth floor?"

Zhou Yan: "Yes."

At this time, Dr. Yang was introducing the position of the cushions to a group of investigators, and then picked up the earphones to show them how to put them on. Zhou Yan looked up for a moment, and continued to say to Ning Luan: "As for whether it is dangerous to sit on those cushions?" , I can only say that it is more dangerous not to sit. And..."

Ning Luan thought that Zhou Yan was about to say something important, so he immediately pricked up his ears.

Zhou Yan: "He should go."

Ning Luan passed Zhou Yan's words on to Qi Feng, Qi Feng was taken aback for a moment, then apologized and left.

Ning Luan returned to Zhou Yan's side: "Captain Zhou, it will be our turn after they finish, should we go and listen too?"

Zhou Yan: "You go."

Ning Luan was about to ask Zhou Yan why he didn't go, when he saw him take out the black box tied with a purple ribbon from his coat pocket.

Ning Luan: "..." I understand everything.

It's not impossible to stay here and eat dog food, but being a light bulb is a bit annoying, so Ning Luan turned and went to Doctor Yang's side to listen to clues, and by the way watched him scary.

Ning Luan didn't see it. Zhou Yan just stood upright, lowered his head slightly, and quietly looked at the black box in his palm while he turned his back to Doctor Yang. He didn't speak or make any other movements. .

But this does not prove that Ning Luan walked unwisely. After all, the picture of Zhou Yan holding the black box and the extremely rare gentle look he showed when looking at the black box are enough to make people feel It's dog abuse.

"Lu Chenzhao."

Zhou Yan yelled very softly.

Lu Chenzhao's voice quickly came out of the black box, "Finally free to accompany me?"

"Ah."

Zhou Yan responded and then fell silent.

Zhou Yan doesn't like talking very much, every time he speaks, or when he has something to communicate with others, or is answering other people's questions, occasionally he is so "pissed" by Lu Chenzhao that he has to speak.

He didn't have much experience in small talk, so naturally he didn't know how to do small talk.

If he didn't pay attention, he gave Lu Chenzhaoxiu a lower limit of space.

"You don't seem to have anything to talk to me about..." Lu Chenzhao deliberately paused, his tone a little sour, "Why don't you forget it?"

Zhou Yan wanted to talk to Lu Chenzhao.

Since Lu Chenzhao entered the black box in the morning, this was the first time they had a chance to chat without being disturbed.

Zhou Yan: "I don't want to talk about anything."

"How about I come out to accompany you?" Lu Chenzhao smiled, "Maybe you will think of something to talk about when you see me."

Lu Chenzhao hasn't stayed in the black box for an hour, he will come out, and he will have to go in again after a while, which might affect his physical therapy with the second group.

"No need." Thinking of Lu Chenzhao's inability to see his surroundings, Zhou Yan raised his head and looked at the people busy in the distance, "Doctor Yang is telling other nursing homes how to receive sound physiotherapy correctly, and what to pay attention to during physiotherapy. "

Lu Chenzhao was silent for a moment, and asked, "What did you say specifically?"

Zhou Yan's hearing has become very good. Standing so far away from Doctor Yang, he can still hear every word he said clearly.

Lu Chenzhao asked the question first, and Zhou Yan repeated what Dr. Yang said word for word: "In order to ensure the curative effect of physical therapy, all recuperators must wear earphones according to the operation instructions before receiving physical therapy, and place the cushions in designated positions. .”

"During physiotherapy, no matter what sounds they hear, the therapist cannot take off the earphones, cannot leave the cushion. If they do, something very serious can happen."

Knowing that what he said was meaningless, Zhou Yan added the reactions of other investigators later: "The investigators thought that they would hear terrible voices during physical therapy, and their expressions were not very good."

Lu Chenzhao: "What else?"

Zhou Yan glanced at the six investigators sitting on the cushions wearing earphones: "They are all ready to receive physical therapy, whose reaction do you want to hear?"

Lu Chenzhao: "Whose reaction do you think is more interesting?"

The first group of sound therapy started, Zhou Yan stared at it for a while, and said, "Liu Mian, his facial expression is quite rich."

Lu Chenzhao: "That's him."

Zhou Yan watched and thought about how to describe it to Lu Chenzhao. Unexpectedly, after more than ten seconds, Liu Mian, who had a rich facial expression, fell asleep directly: "Liu Mian fell asleep, change to another."

Lu Chenzhao: "I want Zhou Yan."

Zhou Yan: "I'm not in physical therapy."

Lu Chenzhao: "But I just want to listen to you."

Zhou Yan: "...are you sick?"

"Yeah, I only listen to you when I'm sick..." Lu Chenzhao laughed after finishing speaking, "Zhou Yan, you don't really think I'm interested in what you said, do you?"

Lu Chenzhao knew that he deserved a beating for saying that, so before Zhou Yan could react, he said the rest.

"I just want to hear your voice, whatever you say."

In a word, it effectively suppressed Zhou Yan's anger.

But although Zhou Yan's anger was gone, he still had a temper: "Can I scold you?"

"No, I just heard too many things that have nothing to do with you, now I want to hear something more personal..." Lu Chenzhao smiled meaningfully, "Is that okay?"

Zhou Yan was not fooled: "You tell me what you want to hear first."

Lu Chenzhao started asking questions, one after another.

Most of Lu Chenzhao's questions are related to Zhou Yan's life, but they don't involve Zhou Yan's privacy too much.

After answering a few times in a row, Zhou Yan quickly discovered the commonality of Lu Chenzhao's questions, and the answers were relatively long.

Zhou Yan couldn't answer all the questions he asked with a short "yes" or "no", at least he had to use a sentence of more than ten words.

At the same time, Lu Chenzhao seemed afraid that he would be tired, and every question was not too complicated, so that Zhou Yan could answer it in relatively short words.

Realizing Lu Chenzhao's "care", Zhou Yan couldn't help but feel a little complicated, and asked directly: "Do you really want to know this?"

"Don't tempt me." Lu Chenzhao smiled as if expecting something, "I'm afraid I won't be able to resist... Ask the question I want to ask the most."

Lu Chenzhao's words were too inductive.

So much so that before he even asked, Zhou Yan probably knew what he might ask.

Unless necessary, Zhou Yan rarely forces others to do things he doesn't want to do.

But at the moment that person was Lu Chenzhao, the more Lu Chenzhao didn't want Zhou Yan to know, the more he wanted to ask.

Even...he knew what Lu Chenzhao wanted to ask.

Zhou Yan: "You can ask."

"Of course I can ask, but Zhou Yan, are you ready to answer?" Lu Chenzhao suddenly became serious, "If the answer is not what I want, I'm afraid... I will do something bad to you .”

"ask."

Zhou Yan didn't hesitate for half a second.

When he said that, it was almost the same as giving Lu Chenzhao the answer.

"I don't want to ask anymore." Lu Chenzhao suppressed the joy and desire in his heart so low that his voice became a little hoarse, "If I don't ask that question in front of you, if I can't see you hear that question with my own eyes response to problems."

"Zhou Yan, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

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