When the two arrived at the hospital, they found that the intensive care unit where Li Shiman was located was empty.

Wen Jie and Liu Qingqing exchanged a look.

Both of them guessed at this time that Li Shiman was brought home by his parents.

How much pressure is it to insist on going through the discharge procedures from the intensive care unit, and what should the patient do if something happens?

The hospital must have made a good exemption before allowing her to be discharged.

Well, it seems that their parents are sure that this strange treatment in the afternoon will work, at least better than in the hospital.

"Let's go, kill back!"

Wen Jie pulled Liu Qingqing out of the hospital and came to the road to stop a taxi.

The driver was an old driver, who was more than 50 years old.

Wen Jie took out the few dollars left in his pocket and asked the driver if it was enough to go to the ** community?

The old driver shook his head very bluntly.

"Well, you can send us over first...... You keep the money, if it's not enough, I'll give you her extra mobile phone number. ”

The old driver looked at Wen Jie like a monster, and Liu Qingqing also had the same eyes, and even had more resentment than the old driver.

"Dude, don't be kidding, what do I want her phone for?"

Liu Qingqing stared at Wen Jie with resentful eyes, and scolded Wen Jie miserably in her heart.

It seems that there is not much left of the good impression that Wen Jie has accumulated in Liu Qingqing's heart.

"You call her in the future and ask for taxi money!" Wen Jie responded confidently to the puzzled and resentful eyes of the two people.

"Oh......" the old driver replied with an epilogue, "No, don't drive if you don't give money." What should I do if she doesn't answer my phone? Besides, she doesn't look like someone with a cell phone. ”

Wen Jie was straight to say this, and he looked at Liu Qingqing, who was sulking on the side.

Liu Qingqing's face turned a little red because of anger, and she gasped and said, "Master, why do you still look down on people?" Who doesn't have a mobile phone! I don't think you have a cell phone. ”

"Can't afford to pay a taxi fare with a mobile phone?" The old driver is not good at stubble, and he scared Liu Qingqing to death with one sentence.

Liu Qingqing moved back abruptly, leaned back on the back of the seat, and looked out the window with a face.

With her heaving chest and slightly trembling body, she could tell that she was angry.

"Well, I'll pay you double the taxi fare when I go back, and the address you give me must be the same for twenty years!"

"Huh...... I don't know if I'll live that long! The old driver was amused.

"Young man, you speak better than that girl, and I think you're pretty real. In this way, even if you have as much money as you have, the uncle will not ask you for more. ”

The car finally started driving, this is really a dollar to stump the hero, Wen Jie wiped his head, leaned back in the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, what do you call it?"

"My surname is Wang, you are about the same age as my son, looking at you, I feel quite kind."

"Oh, then your son......" Wen Jie originally wanted to ask what it was called, but after thinking about it, he was as old as himself twenty years ago, and he would be forty or fifty years old in twenty years. The words that simply came to his lips changed: "Then your grandson is now three or four years old?" ”

"Haha, the young man can chat, my eldest grandson is four years old, not to mention how cute he is. The single name is a sail word, which means that he hopes that he can sail away in the future! ”

"Wang Fan?" Wen Jie repeated.

I don't know if Wang Fan, who was the one who stabbed himself to death with chopsticks, was the one who put psychedelic drugs into Jia Nan at the beginning.

Probably not, the name Wang Fan is quite easy to rename.

"It's here" The old man pulled over to the side of the road, turned his head to look at Wen Jie, and glanced at Liu Qingqing again.

Liu Qingqing seemed to be still angry, and as soon as the car stopped and opened the door, he stepped out.

Wen Jie gave all the money on his body to the old man, and after saying goodbye to the old man, he went to chase Liu Qingqing.

"Young man, you will be mixed up in the future, don't forget the uncle!"

"Don't worry, your grandson's name is not Wang Fan, I wrote it down!"

Wen Jie turned his head with a smile, there is such a grandfather, who constantly accumulates good fortune for his children and grandchildren, and it is estimated that his children and grandchildren will turn evil into good fortune when they encounter some calamities.

Could this be the causal cycle that the old woman in the black robe talked about last night?

Wen Jie thoughtfully called Liu Qingqing: "Wait a while!" ”

Liu Qingqing stood down not far away and pointed in the direction of the community.

A black Mercedes-Benz drove in slowly, and the little security guard at the door quickly raised the pole and saluted the person in the driver's seat.

"Hurry up! The man went in. Liu Qingqing said.

"You even asked for the license plate number of the Li family last time, it's not easy!" Wen Jie sighed secretly.

"That's it!" Liu Qingqing proudly handed the piece of paper folded in his pocket to Wen Jie.

Wen Jie glanced at the address of Li Shiman's house recorded on it, silently remembered it in his heart, and returned the note to Liu Qingqing.

He pulled Liu Qingqing over and glanced at her wrist: ten o'clock.

"Let's divide into two ways, you go to Professor Zhao, who gave Li Shiman psychological counseling before. Let's see if we can get something out of it......"

Before Wen Jie finished speaking, Liu Qingqing interrupted him, she opened her big watery eyes, looked at Wen Jie incredulously and said, "How can I go?" We just ran out of money for a taxi, and besides, I know where Professor Zhao works! ”

"Go ahead and ask."

"Why did you give me all the work that you didn't do well, so what are you doing? Just stay here, and when Zhang Zhipeng is brought over, you stop him? Obviously, Liu Qingqing has an opinion on the division of labor.

"I'll go to Li Shiman's house to try my luck, I guess the old woman in the black robe may be there, and I guess there will be preparations to be made before 16:23."

Wen Jie...... Are you fools? Then I'll go with you. Liu Qingqing's mouth pouted.

Wen Jie was entangled for a moment, and nodded slowly: "Okay, but if you encounter any danger, you remember to run for your life." ”

The tone of his speech was very heavy, and Liu Qingqing, who listened to it, felt furious in his heart.

In fact, Wen Jie vaguely felt that the mental disturbance mentioned by the cause of Li Shiman's hysteria might come from the mysterious old woman.

So he deliberately broke away from Liu Qingqing, he felt that he had no chance of winning face to face with the old woman who exuded the smell of death.

plus a Liu Qingqing, if you can't help, you have to add to the chaos. When she can't protect herself, she still has the energy to take care of her.

This time, Liu Qingqing walked straight to the little security guard, stretched out her white slender finger and pointed to the community.

The little security guard immediately understood, smiled and made a gesture of please.

"We're in this together." Wen Jie pointed to Liu Qingqing in front of him.

The little security guard said with a serious face: "Then you have to register too!" ”

Wen Jie had no choice but to obediently write down an address and write his name on the signature column.

After he finished writing, he looked up casually and found that in the signature column at the next line, three words were written in fluent italics: Zhao Jingshu.

I can't help but smile, it seems that all the people are full!