Chapter 185: Tracking
Lou Yishu remembered Lou Wenzheng's various performances in the past half a month since he woke up, he had never seen her smile, nor had he seen her sad, he originally thought it was a side effect of amnesia, but who knew that he actually suffered from personality disorder.
"So she's an emotionless machine now?"
"So to speak."
"This ...... Can it be cured? Lou Yishu asked anxiously.
Dr. Yang shook his head: "Many cases of affective personality disorder come from congenital, Miss Lou is caused by the day after tomorrow, I discussed it with the doctor in the psychology department, if you want to treat it, you have to find out the cause of the disease, you will take her back regularly in the future for re-examination, and I will notify you as soon as the results of my research are made." β
"Okay." Lou Yishu was grateful: "Trouble you, Dr. Yang." β
The next day, Lou Wenzheng was discharged from the hospital.
Professor Shen and his wife came to pick up people early in the morning, Lou Yishu and Ji Xiaoyu were busy packing up their things, going through the discharge procedures, and the group walked out of the inpatient department.
Ji Xiaoyu carried Professor Shen and his wife into the car, while Lou Yishu carried the luggage to the trunk, and when the trunk was closed, he found Lou Wenzheng staring at the opposite side of the inpatient department, with a thoughtful expression.
"What's wrong?" Lou Yishu asked.
"Someone looks like they're watching me over there."
"Someone looking at you?"
"It's a man."
"......" Lou Yishu's vigilance suddenly rose, and he pushed and shoved Lou Wenzheng into the car: "You must be wrong, let's go, I have to go back to the company after sending you off, don't delay me." β
When he arrived at Professor Shen's house, Lou Yishu carried his luggage upstairs, and took out a strawberry cake like a trick: "Come, prepare it for you, celebrate your discharge." β
"Thank you."
Ji Xiaoyu dismantled the cake, cut a piece and handed it to Lou Wenzheng: "I'll send you two pigeons to stew soup when I go back, you have to make up for it recently, the doctor said that you are very anemic." β
"Okay." Lou Wenzheng took the strawberry cake, looking at the big round and brightly colored strawberries on it, she didn't move her fork immediately.
Professor Shen noticed her abnormality and asked, "What's wrong?" β
"It's fine." Lou Wenzheng waved away the indescribable weirdness in his heart, picked up the fork and took a bite.
As soon as the cream wrapped in strawberries took her mouth, the sweet and greasy feeling immediately came up, she frowned and endured it for a while, it was really hard to swallow, and turned around to find the trash can and spit out the strawberries.
"What's wrong?" Lou Yishu was taken aback: "Isn't it delicious?" Or are the strawberries spoiled? β
"Nope." Lou Wenzheng took the tissue handed over by Ji Xiaoyu and wiped his mouth: "I don't like the smell of strawberries." β
As soon as these words came out, Lou Yishu and Professor Shen glanced at each other, and their eyes were a little weird.
People who used to be able to eat strawberries as rice, and never touched other fruits when they had strawberries there, now say they don't like strawberries.
"What's wrong with you?" After Lou Wenzheng wiped her mouth, she saw that the four people in the room were all looking at her in unison, as if they were looking at aliens.
"It's okay, it's okay." Professor Shen was the first to react and took the cake away: "Then next time I buy other flavors, let's not eat strawberries." β
Professor Shen threw the strawberry cake into the trash, and didn't forget to give his wife a look, and his wife nodded when she got the hint, and went into the kitchen to dispose of the strawberries that Professor Shen had squatted in the vegetable market early in the morning and picked for half an hour.
Lou Wenzheng lived in Professor Shen's house, and the master changed the way to stew all kinds of nourishing soup for her every day, and the old lady in her seventies also wore reading glasses to study nutritional recipes, and forced her to eat more food and more meat with four dishes and one soup every day.
Lou Wenzheng was not idle, wrote a thesis under the guidance of Professor Shen, and found time to go back to school, which was busy, and in mid-June, she graduated successfully.
After getting his graduation certificate and basically having no major physical problems, Lou Wenzheng moved out of Professor Shen's house and began to clock in to work from 9 to 5 at Wendong Technology.
She's not short of money, but people have to have something to do.
Wendong Technology has developed well in the past two years, and there are more and more heroes under him, Gu Changdong began to be unwilling to just make games, he was eager to try to reach out to the production of special effects for movies and TV series.
The special effects of domestic movies and TV series are often complained about the production of Wumao, and in the final analysis, this market has not been fully opened, Gu Changdong is ready to do a big job, vowing to turn Wendong Technology into a leader in domestic special effects production.
Developing new markets requires pathfinders, and this important task naturally falls to Lou Wenzheng, the newly appointed "technical director".
Within a week, the project team headed by Lou Wenzheng was established, and she quickly got busy.
In the blink of an eye, July is getting hotter and hotter.
During the lunch break that day, Lou Wenzheng was in the project report submitted by the members of the research team, Gu Changdong walked in, he walked straight to the desk, sat down on the table, and threw her a small gift box.
Lou Wenzheng took it: "What is this?" β
"Birthday present."
Lou Wenzheng was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that today was his birthday.
"Thank you." Lou Wenzheng stuffed the gift into a drawer and continued to be busy.
Gu Changdong had long been accustomed to her attitude, his eyes swept over the slightly messy table, and fell on the boxed lunch placed next to him, a small box of lunch was only eaten less than a quarter, and the meat was basically untouched.
"The cafeteria food is not appetizing?" Gu Changdong asked.
"Nope."
"Then how can you eat so little? You're a tall man of more than seven meters, and you're about to lose weight into a skeleton. β
Lou Wenzheng just raised his eyebrows and didn't answer.
"Are you really okay?" Gu Changdong asked worriedly: "Go to the hospital for a check-up, beware of anorexia." β
Lou Wenzheng's thoughts were interrupted by him, and he was a little impatient: "Mr. Gu, if you have nothing to do, please go back to your office, don't make noise here and disturb the people." β
Gu Changdong: "......"
He touched his nose and jumped off the desk, complaining as he walked: "Kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs!" β
Working overtime in the company until 11 o'clock in the evening, Lou Wenzheng clocked out of work, and wanted to take the car and leave directly, but when he took the elevator downstairs, he looked at himself reflected on the elevator wall, because he was too thin, his collarbone was deeply sunken, and his skin revealed a layer of sickly cold white.
Let's go get something to eatβshe told herself.
Walking out of the company, Lou Wenzheng went to the commercial street next door and found a restaurant to eat.
Professor Shen always urged her to eat more, and Lou Yishu even brought her all kinds of nutritious stews from time to time, but she didn't tell them that she really had no appetite.
No matter how delicious things are, they are like chewing wax in front of them.
After eating half a bowl of wontons, Lou Wenzheng checked out and walked out of the restaurant, looking down at the gap in her watch, she was keenly aware that someone was secretly watching her not far away.
She paused, turned and walked away.
The man followed.
In five or six minutes, Lou Wenzheng walked and the person also left, and Lou Wenzheng stopped and that person also stopped, always keeping a distance of more than 20 meters from her, and the other party seemed to feel that he was hiding very secretly, so he was a little unscrupulous in tracking.
Bypassing the street, Lou Wenzheng was hidden in the corner of a building, estimating the footsteps of the person getting closer and closer, she squinted her eyes, and the next moment, she turned around as fast as lightning and grabbed the person's neck, pushed him to the wall, and asked coldly: "Why are you following me?" β