monster guardian

It was not only Mushui who was troubled, but also the director of Jinshui Institute of Special Pathology.

He just checked the report sent by Mushui.This is what he specifically requested, and Mushui was asked to monitor the patient's condition at all times, and then write a report and send it to his mailbox every day.

The word "Qi Xinghan" was like a huge rock, weighing heavily on his heart.

Especially after reading the report sent by Mushui.

In Mushui's description, Qi Xinghan is like this -

The patient is doing well.

Very few words, but extremely cooperative.

Except for insisting that he is dead, other aspects meet the normal behavioral standards.

……

There is an air between the lines, I think he is a good person.

Looking back at the people who came into contact with Qi Xinghan in the past, how did they write their reports?

"The patient once again refused the contact of the supervisor. The patient was indifferent, unfriendly, severely world-weary, and lacked empathy. His behavior seriously deviated from the trajectory of normal human beings, and he had anti-social tendencies..."

"The patient has symptoms of bipolar disorder, and has repeatedly expressed malice to the supervisor..."

"The supervisor was intimidated by the patient, and the supervision could not continue..."

No matter how many copies are turned, the content is almost the same.

This is not the first time they have introduced someone to deal with Qi Xinghan's troubles, but they have failed time and time again, and they can't just give up like this.

Qi Xinghan's identity is too special.

His family background is unusual, and he himself is a superstar who has reached the top of Huaguo.

Once the news of his illness spreads, there will inevitably be an uproar. What will his huge fan base do?He is now a trapped beast locked by social order. Once he undoes the chains of this order, he is likely to become a crazy criminal.And his fan base may become his believers...

is such a tricky object.

After contacting Mushui, he actually wrote a completely different report!

Is it because Qi Xinghan has learned how to pretend?

Or is Mushui really just able to hold him down?

The dean pressed the bridge of his nose and felt a headache.

Then he opened the drawer of the desk, took out a few more documents from it, and lined them up...

The more I looked at it, the more headache the dean felt.

Since the establishment of the Institute of Special Pathology, Qi Xinghan is not the only one who has encountered difficult patients.

They are not so much sick people as sick monsters.

A monster that makes people tremble in the bottom of their hearts just by thinking about it...

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and slowly typed a line on the reply page of the email: Dr. Mu did a good job. After a while, I will send you the information of the second patient.

……

When Mushui received the email reply, he hadn't had time to open it.

Sitting in a small chair, he enjoys the same treatment as a producer, director, and first-line star in the crew.

The staff will come frequently to bring him refreshments.

The female number one in the back ordered a takeaway of Cantonese-style soup, and she didn't forget to ask him what flavor he likes to drink.

It was the first time for Mushui to enjoy such treatment since he was a child.

Doctors are welcome everywhere.

The teacher didn't lie to me!

Mushui thought while holding the soup cup.

While he was sipping soup, Ren Jingjing came over again, Ren Jingjing tilted her head and said, "Brother Qi, did you perform well?"

Mushui nodded.

Although he doesn't watch TV dramas very much, he has basic appreciation skills.A person can tell the difference between good and bad acting.Qi Xinghan who walked into the camera seemed to be a different person, his calm and indifferent face finally had a little more vitality.Like a clay figurine, he skillfully shapes the expressions of different characters.

Very powerful.

"You said I lied to you, so if Brother Qi lied to you, would you be able to tell?" Ren Jingjing asked with a smile, her blush was not exposed at all.

"Yes." Mushui said seriously, "I can tell."

As soon as Mushui finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

Ren Jingjing watched him take out his mobile phone and said, "It's strange, you are Brother Qi's guardian, but you still use such an old mobile phone..."

Mushui ignored her, turned his back, and connected the phone.

The call was from his teacher.

"Where are you?" The voice from the other end was low, with a hint of anxiety.

"Teacher, I'm in the crew..."

"Did the research institute give you Qi Xinghansai?"

Mushui heard that something was wrong with the teacher's tone, he responded weakly: "Yes, teacher, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up and go back to school!" The voice on the other end carried a hint of frustration.

"What did the research institute tell you? How did they tell you about Qi Xinghan?"

"They showed me the information..."

"What does the document say?"

Mushui stood up, avoiding Ren Jingjing, walked to the corner by himself, and said in a low voice: "There is no problem with the information, it probably just described his illness."

"His illness? You don't understand his illness at all! It can't be seen from the information alone! Fucking Xu Yonghuai, the whole research institute, including how many hospitals he went to... all take Qi Xinghan There is no way, how dare you stuff it into your arms? How old are you? You are still a fucking child yourself!"

The man on the other end opened his mouth and spouted, his anger couldn't be stopped at all.

"Do you know what kind of patient he is in the research institute? No one dares to take over. He is... just a monster... How many cases like him are there in the whole country? No more than ten cases..."

"...you hurry back."

Mushui was a little helpless.

This is the first patient he has taken over, and this is the second day. Is he about to suffer a tragic death in his medical career?

"Come back...I...in addition..." The man's voice suddenly became blurred.

Mushui tapped the phone.

"You...I...don't worry..." The voice on the other end was still vague.

Mushui was a little anxious, held the phone high, turned around the corner, looking for a signal.

As soon as he turned around, he turned around and met a gaze.

Qi Xinghan was standing not far away, still wearing a costume.It was a white shirt and gray trousers, half of the shirt was stained with blood, and the whole person was wrapped in a heavy haze.Mushui remembered that on the way here, he had heard from Meng Yong that Qi Xinghan seemed to be playing a university teacher suffering from schizophrenia this time.

Qi Xinghan didn't know how long he had been standing there, he stared at Mushui calmly.

It's like shooting a horror movie.

But Mushui didn't feel scared, he just felt that it was not good to talk about people behind their backs and let the Lord hear what they said.

Mushui put away his raised arms in a daze, and whispered, "The signal is not good, I'll look for the signal..."

Qi Xinghan is tall and has long legs. He walked in front of Mushui in two or three steps, and then took the phone from Mushui's palm.

Qi Xinghan glanced down.

During the call, Teacher A.

Qi Xinghan moved his thumb and hung up the phone.

His action was so unexpected that Mushui couldn't react for a while.

By the time he realized it, Qi Xinghan had already picked out the battery board of his outdated second-hand smartphone and removed the card.Then he took out his mobile phone, pushed out the card slot with ear studs, put Mushui's card on it, and then plugged the card slot back.

"There is a signal." Qi Xinghan gave Mushui his mobile phone.

Mushui held the brand new mobile phone, his slightly rounded eyes showed a trace of confusion: "..."

Can the doctor-patient relationship be so good?

And bring a mobile phone?

Of course, Mushui knows that psychopaths have many faces, and most of them are more accustomed to disguising and hiding themselves.On the surface, they are usually a normal person.

Only when certain things offend them does it immediately make them sick.

But according to the teacher, Qi Xinghan himself is a crazy...monster...the word monster makes Mushui feel weird.It seems that people have been removed from the category of human beings.Thinking of this, Mushui couldn't help wrinkling his nose.

In short, according to the teacher, Qi Xinghan's severity should no longer require a specific trigger.His mental outlook should be completely different.

Thin, pale, and weak, they do things with a strong sense of purpose, and their facial expressions gradually tend to be distorted and crazy. Even with a smile, they will behave differently from ordinary people, making people feel chills behind.

This fits the disease.

But Qi Xinghan didn't agree at all.

So he's not faking it.

So what kind of person is he?

Mushui squeezed the phone, and sent it forward: "Thank you, no need."

Guo Yong didn't know when he followed him. He saw Mushui's movements and said with a busy smile, "This brand is endorsed by Brother Qi. During the holidays, the brand owner will always send ten or eight newly-launched top brands to Brother Qi." It comes with a mobile phone. Uncle, take it."

Probably because he yelled too much, Guo Yong called "Uncle" to such a green and young face, but it became more and more fluent.

Mushui put it in his pocket: "Thank you."

He will also return a salute another day.Wait for salary.

"Today's filming is over. According to the usual practice, Brother Qi is going to treat the whole crew to dinner when he first joined the set. Did uncle forget anything? If not, let's get in the car and get ready to go to the hotel." Guo Yong explain.

Mushui was still thinking about the teacher's phone call just now.

Even if you quit your job, you can't just leave now.That's very unprofessional.

At least figure out the situation first before making a decision.

So Mushui nodded: "There is nothing I forgot."

"Okay, then let's go." Guo Yong turned around and happily walked ahead.

Mushui and Qi Xinghan slowly walked behind.

Mushui cleared his throat, and took the initiative to talk to Qi Xinghan: "Brother Guo seems very happy?"

Qi Xinghan: "Seniority is messed up."

"Ok?"

"He calls you Uncle, you call him Brother Guo."

Mu Shui was startled: "Then what are you calling?"

"Little Guo."

Mushui blushed, but couldn't call out the title.He couldn't help turning his head to look at Qi Xinghan, Qi Xinghan was still calm and serious.

"He seems very happy." Mushui ambiguously addressed him, and then said it again.

"Well, he saw my family for the first time."

first time?

He remembered that it was written in the report that Qi Xinghan made his debut at the age of 15, and Guo Yong has been following him until now.A full 11 years.Guo Yong has never met his family?

This coincided with his previous speculation.

The relationship between Qi Xinghan and his family is not very good.

Soon, they walked out of the set.The assistant opened the car door over there, while Guo Yong stood by the door and beckoned them to get in the car.

Mushui paused, and suddenly remembered.He saw my family for the first time, and this statement...

"My family? Me?" Mushui raised his head and asked.

"Yes." Qi Xinghan's thin lips moved, "Father."

Guo Yong was standing beside the car, and Qi Xinghan's voice pierced into his ears. He was stunned, as if someone had poured a bucket of paste into his mind, and he couldn't move.

Why do you call someone Dad again?

Not uncle?Not uncle?Is it dad?At such a young age, he must be a stepfather, right?