Gu Qing looked at the "wonderful" face in the mirror, for him, he could only describe it as wonderful. In layman's terms, he wears gothic makeup and has several earrings on his ears. Also, as far as he could see, there was a tattoo on his neck, and who knew how many more would be under the hospital gown.

Gu Qing should be glad that the original body didn't tie the nose ring and lip ring again?

"Sir, I think you need professional tools." A young man spoke at the door of the bathroom, the other party was handsome, he had light blonde hair, azure eyes, a high nose bridge, and a tall figure.

"What?"

"Professional tool to remove makeup, sir, can I? I've downloaded the expertise in this area. "Decathlon is what qualifies as his personal butler, and David has always believed in this and worked hard to enrich himself.

Gu Qing nodded, sitting in a wheelchair while enjoying the service of his personal butler, while integrating the memories of the original body. The original name is Brady Trent, who was originally a rich second generation with excellent character and learning, but after the death of the original parents in an accident a year ago, the original body has not been able to come through the grief, not only suspended from school, but also resigned himself to degenerate. The reason why I went to the hospital this time was because I had an accident while racing. The last scene that Gu Qing could recall was that the original body let go of the hand holding the steering wheel at the moment when it was in danger.

"All right, sir." David reminded.

Gu Qing looked up at the mirror again, and felt that his eyes were much more comfortable--David knew his husband very well, and helped him take off the messy earrings together--but the man in the mirror was too pale and thin, wearing a checked hospital gown, and he had a weak and pitiful temperament.

Gu Qing paused, and said weakly: "I have decided, I want to be a person again." ”

Gu Qing was actually not seriously injured, and the attending doctors all said that in the case of the car crash, the person was only slightly injured, which was a miracle, God blessed him.

Regarding such a statement, Gu Qing was noncommittal.

With David here, Gu Qing only needs to recuperate with peace of mind, and he has arranged other miscellaneous affairs in an orderly manner. Gu Qing is naturally not idle, he and his intelligent housekeeper are constantly absorbing the knowledge of the world they are in, no matter how you say it, can't you be a #It's terrible to have no common sense#.

On this day, when they came back from a walk outside, when they passed the fourth floor, they encountered a patient in a ward who was declared dead, through the open door, Gu Qing glanced inside carelessly, and then he restrained his original casual expression and became serious.

"Sir?" David noticed the strangeness of his master, and as Gu Qing looked over, he subconsciously scanned the ward.

"Let's go." It's nothing, it's just a murder case!

Although Gu Qing already had a preliminary understanding of the world they were in, knowing that it was a world that was peaceful but full of too many insecurity factors, he didn't expect to encounter one so soon.

After returning to the ward and asking David to release the 3D image of the ward, Gu Qing half-lowered his eyes, "I think we encountered a murder case." ”

"The deceased died of heart failure, he had a small blue dot on his head, just below the hairline, which was a marker used to locate chemotherapy, indicating that the deceased had brain cancer before his death, and blood clots were a common complication, he developed a blood clot, which led to pulmonary embolism, and finally died of heart failure." Gu Qing said while fiddling the 3D image in front of him.

When he paused, Gu Qing's gaze subconsciously fell on his hand, if the only thing that was not touched on the original body was his hand, the bones were distinct, slender and powerful, and very well maintained - soft, no hard calluses, no nail dyeing, no non-mainstream rings, no tattoos, and a bit of beeswax smell. This is the hand of a future surgeon, Brady Trent studied medicine at Harvard before dropping out, and was in the top 5% of students.

Maybe he could go to school?

Such a thought flashed through Gu Qing's mind, and he continued to move the image, enlarging the mark on the deceased's finger, "Heart failure seems to be the cause of death, but it is actually adrenaline-induced. Notice the marks on your fingers? ”

"This is ischemia, vasoconstriction of the elbow joint, and the death of the tissues that conduct zhì, possibly caused by hormones injected into the deceased's arm." David has a wide range of knowledge, and medical knowledge is also a very basic knowledge reserve.

Gu Qing nodded, "But if the adrenal hormone is only injected during the cardiac arrest, after his heart stops, it will not cause ischemia." And adrenaline is a hormone, a routine medicine for heart disease, and this is the mastery of the murderer. ”

"Is the gentleman going to be a detective?"

"Then David, you are my assistant, are you ready?"

What to prepare, of course, is to prepare a beautiful man's plan, no, it is to collect information and be a universal assistant.

It turns out that David has a lot of potential as a detective, and they soon understand the murderer's modus operandi and motives. Gu Qing blushed his cheeks and put forward one of his inferences: "We know that the murderer claimed to be a doctor to relieve the deceased when he was seriously ill and to meet his needs, perhaps not out of pity, but because the murderer longed for his dependence, and this habit, in turn, reflected a special kind of murderer who specifically picked on the sick and weak, who believed that his victims were destined to die, and he would be attracted to people who had only a few months left to live, and his hunting ground was the hospital." Why? Because hospitals can supply victims in unlimited quantities. This particular kind of murderer is called the "Angel of Death", and if I'm right, the angel is ruthless, and even if the dead we meet are the first to be killed, they won't be the last. ”

- Gu Qing began to speak very slowly, knowing that he had not used this knowledge for many lifetimes. But later, his words gradually flowed into a fluent manner, and it didn't take long for him to mobilize the stored knowledge to comprehend it.

David's azure eyes were brighter than usual: "Sir is always right, and if it is wrong, it is right." ”

Gu Qing's arm slidied, "The second half of the sentence doesn't need to be said." ”

Then is the time of verification, the patient's record is the best for ordinary people, but for Gu Qing and the intelligent housekeeper, today's world may really not have a wall that they can't cross - a wall in all senses.

After collecting and consolidating the information on the patients, it was found that in the three years that the hospital had been operating, a total of 67 critically ill patients had died of heart problems, and the potential victims were among them.

But how can we find the pattern of victimization?

When David pushed the door in after the discharge procedures, he saw his master holding a book and reading it with relish, and the author column was "David Rossi". David asked, "Sir, have you found the pattern of victimization?" ”

"Well, every time the adrenaline on the ambulance is lost, you can find the corresponding patients on the table of sixty-seven patients who died of heart problems, there are eight in total, which means that our "Angel of Death" killed a total of eight people. Gu Qing put down the book, the usual smile on his face was gone, replaced by a solemn face, he would rather his initial guess was wrong now. The sunlight outside the window poured in, hitting Gu Qing, who was still wearing a white and blue checkered hospital gown, and the drooping eyelashes left a fan-shaped shadow under his eyes, which inexplicably had a sense of slaughter.

"It's rare to see you look so serious, sir, and sure enough, the serious gentleman is very handsome." David said, with a sense of relief.

Gu Qingyan's posture immediately had a slit.

Self-pity is not Gu Qing's style, since you know that there is an "Angel of Death" in this hospital, then find him out!

Gu Qing went to the bathroom to change into the clothes brought by David, a pink shirt, covered with an off-white knitted sweater, and the exposed wrist became more and more white. The slender legs are wrapped in specially worn-out gray-blue jeans, and a pair of pure white sneakers.

Gu Qing was very suspicious that his housekeeper was deliberate, and sure enough, after he came out, he met David's satisfied and relieved gaze, and he also explained that the customized suit was being intensified, and he was selected according to his aesthetic taste in combination with today's fashion trends, "Mr. also said, we have to follow the local customs." ”

Should Gu Qing be pleased that his intelligent housekeeper's logical operation ability is very strong?

David was still saying, "Sir, I personally suggest that you don't have to wash off the tattoo on your neck, I think that's the finishing touch to your overall outfit." ”

"Don't get an inch!" Gu Qing had a thorn rose tattooed on the outside of his neck, a black rose, a scarlet thorn, and a dark green branch, which spread from the collarbone to the back of his left ear. Inexplicably, the innocent temperament that should have been covered with a layer of bewitching meaning, and there is a kind of forbidden temptation.

In order not to make his husband angry, David did not popularize modern aesthetics and fashion sense to Gu Qing anymore, after all, his husband's wardrobe will be taken care of by him in the future, and he will try his best to ensure that his husband "follows the local customs".

…… Red rushed to the hospital when he received the news that Garcia had been shot outside her apartment, and he trotted upstairs with Garcia in his heart, and ran into someone around the bend. Red quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, I'll look at the road carefully next time." The other party didn't mean to blame, and kindly reminded that Red smiled shyly at the young man he had bumped into, said sorry again, grabbed his messenger bag, and rushed over to Garcia's operating room. Now Red was worried about Garcia and didn't take the little thing to heart.

Gu Qing, who was also hit, didn't care about the person who hit him, but that he was knocked down so lightly - if it weren't for the decathlon intelligent butler who quickly supported him, he would really fall down after being knocked down, and more importantly, the person who hit him was very thin, okay?

Before I knew it, I became a weak chicken, and it's a sad story.