Yuan Yincheng finished speaking, and fell asleep deeply. But his deep-set closed eyes turned rapidly, and his face showed a look of fear and despair from time to time, which looked extremely hideous.

Zhang Xiaoluo sat on the edge of the bed, slowly withdrew the hand that held Yuan Yincheng's wrist, looked up at the long-standing anger in the room, stood up gently, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and opened the closed window.

The sunlight outside shone in, shining on Yuan Yincheng's body, and a faint black smoke emanated from his body and drifted out along the open window.

It wasn't until Yuan Yincheng's face finally returned to calm that Zhang Xiaoluo stood up, walked out of the door, and walked downstairs.

When he went down to the first floor, Yuan Yincheng's wife, the woman who opened the door for him, had changed into a brown windbreaker and was sitting on the sofa in the living room, bowing her head and saying nothing.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoluo going downstairs, she hurriedly walked upstairs, and after a long time, she came down from the second floor again and bowed to Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Lao Yuan hasn't slept so soundly for a long time, no matter what, I want to thank you......"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at her and suddenly asked.

"Director Yuan has always liked to close the curtains and rest?"

The woman was slightly stunned, as if she hesitated for a long time, before speaking softly.

"No, he doesn't know what's going on these days, maybe this medical accident hit him too hard, he ...... Sometimes he desperately tries to open the curtains, but suddenly he loses his temper and draws all the curtains tightly! It's been tossed over and over again......"

When Zhang Xiaoluo walked out of Yuan Yincheng's house, Yuan Yincheng's wife also walked out, still holding a thick lesson plan in her hand.

"What are you...... You don't take care of Director Yuan at home? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo was a little surprised, Yuan Yincheng was in such a situation, how could she rest assured that he was staying at home alone?

An embarrassed look appeared on the woman's face, and she was stumped for a long time.

"Lao Yuan has been suspended from work, if I miss school again......"

Looking at the figure of the woman hurrying to the teaching building of the Medical University, Zhang Xiaoluo pursed his lips and turned around and walked towards the school gate.

That night, the black lacquered wooden door of Bluestone Lane was still closed, and Liu Qiaoqiao still did not come to Bluestone Lane. Zhang Xiaoluo sat alone in the room, the flickering candlelight illuminating half of his face, while the other half was shrouded in thick darkness.

According to Yuan Yincheng's account, in the operating room that night, there should have been a ghost on his body. But Yuan Yincheng has been practicing medicine for many years, and his body is extremely evil, and ordinary ghosts will never dare to approach! Could it be the mysterious man in the top hat......"

"If the mysterious man got on him, Liu Qiaoqiao didn't see the man enter the operating room until I left the operating room. Before I left the operating room, Yuan Yincheng had hallucinations, what was it that made him hallucinate? I didn't even realize it......"

"According to the ancient books of the Daomen that I have consulted in the past few days, the old woman who lifted the iron bucket should be the Falling Yin Woman, and the Falling Yin Woman is in charge of the underworld, was it purely accidental that she appeared at that time, or was there another cause and effect?"

Zhang Xiaoluo lowered his head and thought about it, he felt that things seemed to be getting more and more complicated, and he was faintly out of his control, this feeling of being clueless and helpless made Zhang Daguan extremely unhappy.

"Sister Qiaoqiao hasn't come to ask for the charm yet, could there have been any accidents? But based on her own observations that day, she shouldn't have been worried about life and death so soon! Instead, it's Yuan Yincheng......"

Zhang Xiaoluo thought of this, and suddenly felt that something that he had ignored flashed in his mind. He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, and after completely eliminating all the distractions in his heart, he recalled every detail.

"That's not right!"

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly opened his eyes and narrowed slightly.

According to Yuan Yincheng's account, the other party didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill him, but ...... Playing with him! Let him experience for himself the guilt of murder, the taste of being ruined! This is also the reason why Yuan Yincheng is obviously angry and has nightmares, but he is empty and not dead! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo was faintly worried, worried about Yuan Yincheng's wife, who had only met once.

Looking at the endless darkness outside, Zhang Daguan finally remembered that if he had a mobile phone, maybe it would be much better.

Zhang Xiaoluo was not in a hurry to rush to the hospital, the first thing he did after getting up was to rush to the J City mobile phone hypermarket not far from the attached hospital. With that pleasing skin and three-inch incorruptible tongue, the female shopkeeper who was convex and backward trembled, and finally bought a more satisfactory mobile phone at the cost of half a month's salary.

Like a big rooster fighting to win, Zhang Xiaoluo held his mobile phone and walked out of the mobile phone store with a step that his six relatives did not recognize. I was still thinking about the black stockings that made him dizzy on the female shopkeeper's legs.

"If the director of the branch also wears a pair, tsk......"

It wasn't until around 10 a.m. that Zhang Xiaoluo walked into the obstetrician and gynecologist's locker room with a leisurely step. He originally planned to go to Yuan Yincheng's house again early in the morning, but thinking that he would go again, it didn't matter if he could enter the door, how should he speak? Tell Yuan Yincheng's wife directly, let her be careful, there may be ghosts looking for her? Zhang Xiaoluo is not stupid and sweet to the point of being so brainless.

There are some things that can't be put on the table, and doing it rashly can only make things worse. He may take the initiative to take action when Liu Qiaoqiao's life is in danger, but he doesn't want to remind Yuan Yincheng's family. Maybe Zhang Xiaoluo himself didn't realize that Zhang Daguan was extremely protective of his shortcomings. Scourge others, the master can turn a blind eye, harm the master's friends, the master will beat you and the pig won't eat you!

After changing his clothes, Zhang Xiaoluo walked to the nurse's station as usual. Here you can not only have a little ambiguous conversation with a few little nurses, but also listen to the latest gossip news of the department and even the entire hospital.

But today's nurse station seems to be a little abnormal, the little girls and pretty daughters-in-law who are usually chattering are busy with their heads bowed one by one, and even Wang Qi, who usually takes pleasure in teasing Zhang Xiaoluo, doesn't look at him.

"Huh? What's going on? Could it be that I peeked at her changing clothes a few days ago and she found out? No, I can't! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo glanced at Wang Qi's gloomy face, muttered, and turned around and walked to the ward, he had not yet taken the initiative to go up and touch the moldy head.

"Doctor Zhang, come here!"

Zhi Fei's voice came from the direction of the director's office far away, and Zhang Xiaoluo couldn't help but stop.

He turned his head and saw the director of obstetrics and gynecology through the window, pulling open the curtain with one hand and looking at his director of obstetrics and gynecology through the crack in the curtain.

Zhang Xiaoluo instantly drooped his head, lowered his head, and moved to the director's office step by step. Of course, he didn't forget to knock on the door before entering.

"Did you go to Yuan Yincheng's house yesterday?"

Zhi Fei sat behind the desk, looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, who was leaning behind the door with his head lowered, and asked softly, with a little sadness in his words.

"Huh? Well! ”

Although Zhang Xiaoluo lowered his head, he still smelled a strange smell from Zhi Fei's words. He raised his head and looked at Zhi Fei, his eyes gradually narrowing into a slit.

"Something happened to Director Yuan?"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Zhi Fei, but he kept thinking in his heart.

"That's not right! If the other party wants to kill Yuan Yincheng, he will kill him a long time ago, there is no need to wait until now, is my guess wrong......"

Zhi Fei, who has always shown herself as a female tyrant, let out a long sigh, leaned back on the back of the chair, and the scenery on her chest shook Zhang Xiaoluo's blood surged.

"Yuan Yincheng is fine...... Meng Jing committed suicide! ”

"Meng Jing? Yuan Yincheng's wife? Suicide? How can it be! ”