[Comprehensive] How to pretend to be a victim?

The sound of running water kept coming to my ears, making it difficult for Chen Shuyao to sleep peacefully.At a certain moment, she opened her eyes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.Follow the sound and walk all the way to the water room.Only then did I see a red plastic washbasin in the pool, the faucet was turned on, and the water was already overflowing from the basin.She walked over and turned off the tap.The already dim light overhead suddenly went out.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the corridor, getting closer and closer, she leaned on the edge of the pool and slowly backed away, trying to lean against the wall.

Her mind was in a mess, she muttered softly: "Help me, save me. Sherlock..."

Before the words fell, she was startled suddenly.

The first thing she thought of was not her parents, but Sherlock.

His mouth was covered suddenly, and then there was a stabbing pain in his neck.A sense of dizziness hit her, she was powerless, her feet flew into the air, and she leaned back, but fell into the icy water.She stared blankly at the surface of the water, and kept sinking. The cold river water invaded from her nasal cavity, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.She blinked weakly a few times, and when she was about to close her eyes, she vaguely heard someone calling her from the shore.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and across the river, she seemed to see a familiar figure beside the river.She struggled hard, but could only move her fingers.Suddenly, there was a burst of warmth in the palm of the hand, and then the whole person seemed to be lifted out of the river, and gradually surrounded by warmth.She unconsciously leaned towards the warmth.

In a daze, she vaguely saw that she was still in the ward, and Sherlock hugged her tightly.

Watson frowned and looked at the smiling Chen Shuyao: "Are you stupid?"

Sherlock put his palm on her forehead and looked at Watson: "When did you find out that she had a fever?"

"I went out to buy milk, and when I came back, I found that something was wrong with her." Fragmentary pictures suddenly came into my mind, and Watson narrowed his eyes slightly, "Wait! Sherlock, you just came back from the small town of Windsor, didn't you? "

"Otherwise?" Sherlock opened his coat to wrap Chen Shuyao in it, and then pulled the quilt to cover her body.

"No, someone must have been here after I left! When I came back, Shuyao's quilt had just been tucked in, and the chair was not in the right place." Watson pointed at the chair.

Hearing that, Sherlock's eyes became darker and darker.

"I will find a suitable time and bring her back." The man's words echoed in his ears again.

They also came from the small town of Windsor, and their movements were far faster than his. If Watson hadn't rushed back...

Thinking of this, Sherlock inexplicably felt a tightness in his chest.

"Things are far more troublesome than we imagined." Watson sighed.

Sherlock stared far away.

The doctor opened the door and came in: "What happened?"

Hua Sheng pointed at Chen Shuyao: "Doctor, take a look at her..."

"The high fever is about 39 degrees, and the whole body is cold. It should be a wound infection, but there are no other symptoms, and a specific infection can basically be ruled out. I think..."

Watson hurriedly pulled Sherlock away and smiled at the doctor: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Since you know what's going on, why call a doctor?" Watson glared at Sherlock and said in a low voice.

"I know, but I don't have a license to practice medicine, and I don't have any medicine. Otherwise, you would think..." Before he finished speaking, Watson elbowed his chest, and Sherlock couldn't help coughing twice.

The doctor smiled awkwardly and took out the thermometer.

A few minutes later, the doctor took a look at the thermometer and looked at Watson in surprise: "39 degrees 1."

And Sherlock looked as expected.

The doctor took off the stethoscope: "Your friend is right, probably the infection and inflammation of the wound caused by the unclean beast feeding device, prescribe some antipyretics, and treat the wound again, it should be fine."

Sherlock looked at Watson: "Look..."

"Shut up, Sherlock." Watson smiled and nodded towards the doctor, "It's troublesome."

After treating the wound, Sherlock sat by the bed, staring at Chen Shuyao patiently for the first time.

"Shuyao wakes up, I'm afraid you will be scared to death."

"Many physical conditions of the human body can be seen from the outside."

Watson disagreed: "How can it be so easy..."

"It's easy." Sherlock glanced at him briefly, and then looked at Chen Shuyao, "You ate something unclean last night, and you had a stomachache."

"I don't believe it. You must have heard footsteps last night." Watson blinked.

The latter was about to say something when he heard a hum.In an instant, the eyes of both of them were attracted by the person lying on the bed.

So, as soon as Chen Shuyao woke up, she saw Sherlock and Watson staring at her.

"How do you feel, does the wound hurt?"

"After anesthesia, the wound is so deep, it must be painful."

"...Do you still feel burned?"

Sherlock squeezed Chen Shuyao's hand: "It should be about 37 degrees. From a medical point of view, below 37 degrees 5 belongs to the body's self-protection, and there is no need to take antipyretics..."

"Okay, okay, you know everything." Watson spread his hands, turned and walked towards the door, "I'll go out and have a drink to calm down."

"What are you going to drink?" Sherlock looked at Watson's back.

"Northwest wind!"

Then there was the sound of the door closing.

After a long while, Sherlock frowned slightly: "I just did some popular science... Could it be that I said something wrong again?"

Chen Shuyao looked at his dazed expression, annoyed and funny.

"Speaking too directly is often not a good thing. John has endured you for so long, and he has a very good temper."

Sherlock sat down thoughtfully: "Speak directly to avoid mutual suspicion. The time saved can be used to do a lot of things."

"For example?" Chen Shuyao turned her head to look at him, "How many more cases can you handle?"

"Yes." Sherlock said calmly.

"Sherlock, do you know what life is?" Chen Shuyao put her hands behind her head.

"..."

"Murder cases happen every day in this world. When they rush to you, you deal with them. If there is no case, why don't you just sit at home and wait for someone to come out to stab you again? Don't you think this kind of life is too boring?" Chen Shuyao looked at Outside the window, the corners of the mouth curled up unconsciously, "When you are free, just sit quietly by the window and drink a cup of tea, read a book, and chat. This is also life."

Sherlock nodded knowingly: "There must be enough books."

"When I was young, I read and studied a lot. When I was seventeen or eight years old, I found someone I liked and had a crazy love affair." Chen Shuyao rolled her eyes, glanced at him, saw him looking over, and quickly looked out the window, "After work, when you are free, it is also a good thing to go to the movies, go to the playground, and press the road with the person you like. When the relationship is smooth, you can get married and have children. Can you imagine that one day, you look at your children So small, toddling on the ground. When he smiled, he showed two small pebble-like teeth and called your father."

Chen Shuyao secretly looked at Sherlock, who frowned: "It sounds like a lot of trouble."

"Life is the process of having troubles first, and then slowly dealing with them. It's the same as you solve a case. Clarify it little by little, and slowly you will fall in love with this process."

Seeing that he remained silent, Chen Shuyao coughed twice, pointed to the mineral water on the table, "Help me get the water, I'm thirsty."

Sherlock took the mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to her.

"You all like this kind of life?"

Chen Shuyao nodded, and brought the mineral water to her lips.

"Then let me try."

With a shaking of his hand, half of the bottle of water poured down his neck into the collar, and Chen Shuyao looked at Sherlock in disbelief: "Are you serious?"

Sherlock was stunned for a moment: "Is there anything to lie about?"

"No, I'm very happy that you think so." Chen Shuyao put down the water bottle, unbuttoned two clothes buttons, opened the collar of the soaked hospital gown, and then supported the bed with his elbows to barely rub it up.Seeing that she was struggling, Sherlock simply hugged her and moved to the bedside.

As a result, Mrs. Hudson opened the door and came in, and she saw Sherlock and Chen Shuyao hugging each other. Sherlock tilted his head, just covering Chen Shuyao's nose, and the latter's clothes were wet, and two buttons were unbuttoned. ...

"Oh my God, I think I may have gone to the wrong house, you guys continue." Then he turned and walked towards the door.

Chen Shuyao patted Sherlock on the shoulder, turned her head slightly, and stared at the door dully: "I think this time, you might really not be able to get married."

"marry?"

"Oh no, marry..."

The two closed their eyes almost at the same time and looked at each other, only then did they realize that the two faces were indeed too close, so close that Chen Shuyao could see her flustered and bewildered self in his eyes.His warm breath was on her lips, itching slightly.Her heart was about to jump to her throat, and she put her hand on his shoulder, silently clutching his coat tightly.Seeing that he didn't intend to leave, she slowly closed her eyes.

"Sherlock, Mrs. Hudson called me just now and said she would come to see the demon extermination, has she come..."

When Watson saw this, he didn't stop. He turned around smoothly and walked towards the door, mumbling in his mouth, "I just said to buy some milk, but I forgot it when I came back, this head."

And Chen Shuyao kept her eyes tightly closed, waiting for someone to open her mind.

Anyway, it's all like this, thank you for not kissing me!

"They seem to have misunderstood."

Feeling that the arms holding her were slowly loosened, Chen Shuyao bit her lower lip, squinted her eyes and moved closer, quickly touched his lips with her lips, and immediately raised her hand to cover her head.

"Oh, no, suddenly dizzy, dizzy." Then, without waiting for Sherlock to react, he slid down from his arms, pulled the quilt and wrapped himself into a cocoon, "I'll sleep again."

"Go to bed first, I'll go find Watson."

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Chen Shuyao grabbed the edge of the quilt and shouted excitedly.

"Finally, finally, Chen Shuyao, you and the male god have finally taken a historic step! Long live your bravery!" (Chinese)

Then I heard the door closing again...

The author has something to say: Except that the communication with Yuhang (Xiaobai) is in Chinese, the plot is not directly in Chinese, and the ones that are not specifically marked in Chinese are all in English, and they are written in Chinese~~~~