Chapter 11: You Must Help Me
"Sit," Sister Alan patted the edge of the bed and motioned for me to sit down. I didn't know what to say for a while, and I was silent for a long time, but she asked me first, "I heard that you begged Qin Zhao, and then he asked Chen Ting to treat my injuries." β
"Yes. I replied.
"Presumably Qin Zhao didn't make you feel better. β
I smiled, rolled up my sleeves, and showed her the whipping she had been subjected to in the basement. She rubbed my arm a few times, and the scars were not left due to the ointment, only two marks.
"I should thank you for that. She sat up and reached out to take my hand.
"It's not necessary, I'm selfish. I don't like to be so close to people, so I pulled my hand back, and Sister Alan smiled helplessly, "Your temperament hasn't changed much." β
"I've always been, and you know. I lifted the covers to look at her exposed skin, "What happened to her?"
"Left is just some old tricks, don't mention it. She leaned lazily on the pillow, "Chen Ting, although this person is strange, his medical skills are not bad, don't worry." β
I nodded, "You have to take care of yourself." β
"I'm going to be fine, at most I'm going to suffer a little. She looked at me, and stopped talking.
"I've heard that it's Mr. Qin's seventieth birthday in a few days?" I looked at her with a smile.
"yes. She looked up at me, the surprise on her face was too obvious to be restrained for a moment.
"I have something here that I need you to look at. I took out a yellowed piece of paper from my underwear, because it was too long, it was fragile as if it would fall apart in the next second, Sister Alan took it and looked at it quickly, the surprise on her face became more and more obvious.
"Where did you get this? After reading it quickly, he stuffed the piece of paper into his mouth and swallowed it in two mouthfuls and asked.
"Sister Alan, I came to you because I asked you for something. β
This room also has a monitor, so there is not so much time left for me to catch up, open the iron door, and I said to Qin Zhao who was standing at the door, "I'm a little thirsty." β
Assistant Zhu, who was on standby next to me, heard me say this and brought me two bottles of mineral water. I took the water back into my room, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.
Then I poured a little water onto the small dining table that I usually use to eat, and Sister Alan didn't know what I was going to do, she watched me dip my hand in the water and draw the symbols one by one.
She watched me write intently, still chatting with me about the recent news about the Phoenix Building, and when I finished writing, she quickly wiped the water away with her hand.
I nodded, and wrote a few symbols at the end.
After she wiped it, her little finger gently lifted it on the table and tapped it. Seeing this, I nodded and said to her, "Sister Alan, I will find a way to let you out, you must take care of your health." β
"Good. She tapped her little finger on the table a few more times, "Wait until you come out and drink together." β
"If you don't get drunk, you don't go home. I nodded and walked out of the room.
The way we use communication is similar to NΓΌshu, and it is a coincidence that this is the product of Sister Alan's whim after reading "Snowflake Secret Fan", which is different from Morse code, which is similar to two sets of symbols in hieroglyphs, one corresponding to pinyin, and one corresponding to the radical, which are ever-changing and difficult to be deciphered by others.
There is no privacy at all in the Phoenix Building, Sister Alan only taught me, I usually use it to keep a diary, and I don't want to use it to pass on messages one day. As for gestures, they also have separate meanings, which finger to lift and the time between taps all have simple meanings, and it is convenient to use them to deliver simple messages.
I remember once I joked to her that if she hadn't been born in the Phoenix Tower, she would have been born during the war years, and with her IQ, she could win glory for the country and do the work of transmitting intelligence.