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At first, Wu Jilang didn't speak, but when I asked for the third time, he suddenly said, "What? β
I asked curiously, "What are you thinking?" β
He shook his head preoccupiedly and said, "It's my own private matter." β
"Oh......" I said back to my original topic, "will it take a long time to go to the hospital?" β
"It depends on the results of the test, but I'm going to have to do it for about a week. β
I hurriedly said, "It's been too long, I don't think I'm in a bad place enough to have to go to the hospital." β
It stands to reason that Wu Jilang is a doctor, and he wants me to go to the hospital, so I naturally have to obey unconditionally, but Yu Wen is often in the hospital, and the relationship between me and Wu Jingkang is so bad, I'm afraid I can't pretend to be her husband.
I thought it would take a lot of talk to do this, but I didn't expect Wu Jilang to say directly: "Then you can rest at home first, but I hope you can set up neo Once you have an uncomfortable situation, it will contact me immediately." β
I said, "It's too complicated, I'm not going to do it." And...... I don't want to be at home either. He asked, "Are you afraid that he will come back and continue to beat you?" β
I nodded.
He said: "I will go back and talk to Nuan Nuan to see if she can keep him by her side until he comes to his senses." β
I said, "Okay, but I'm going to stay at a friend's house for a while." β
Wu Jilang nodded and said, "It should be like this, then where are you going?" β
I asked, "You know Qinglan, right?" I'm going to go to her house. However, I haven't contacted her yet, and I'll let you know when I do. β
He also helped Qingqing do an examination, and came to the conclusion that Qingqing was not suitable for surgery for the time being, so he naturally knew, nodded and said, "Okay." β
Next, we talked about some inconsequential gossip, and Wu Jilang repeatedly warned him before leaving, but he still seemed very uneasy.
In fact, Li Yu in the mirror is right, I also think that Wu Jilang's concern for me is a little excessive, my heart is just a pain, in my opinion, this is not a serious matter, not to mention that if it is very serious, Wu Jilang does not have to hide it as a doctor. But I also know that he loves Li Nuannuan, so it is due to his personality.
I contacted Qinglan and said that I had an argument with my husband and that I had been beaten, and she immediately agreed that I would go to her house and drive me to pick me up.
I also quickly packed my things, and called Song Jiayan while waiting for Qinglan to tell him about my address change, in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, I naturally did not tell him about the conflict between me and Li Yu.
After the arrangements were made, Qinglan also arrived, and she was startled by my appearance, but she was too smart to ask. She quickly took me back to her house and told me to rest and make the soup by myself.
I stayed in the living room by myself, feeling a little bored, and saw that there was a row of books behind the sofa, and I thought that it should be for guests, so I chose one and pulled it out, but when I opened it, it was a notebook.
My first reaction was, of course, to close it, but my eyes were involuntarily attracted by the pattern on it, this page was drawn with a very standard image of the human body with a pen, half of it was normal, the other half was anatomical, I didn't know how to draw, but I could definitely see that this painting was very accurate, and I couldn't help but be interested, and my eyes swept to the text on it.
The text was mostly written in English, with a few other languages interspersed, but I knew them all of them, but when they were connected, I was confused. Judging from the pictures, it seems to be medical content, but these sentences reveal a lot of brain-opening words like god and holy, and it seems to be about occultism and religion.
It stands to reason that I should have closed it when I saw this, but the pen drawing was so beautiful that I couldn't help but turn the page again. There were no drawings on the page, just a few sentences, and it looked like a mathematical formula, but I never remembered where there were such strange symbols in science.
I couldn't hold back, and turned to the third page, which drew a man's body, but all his joints were separated, and it looked like a man was made out of a pile of fleshy bones. Although the drawings were still drawn with a pen and there was no gore, I still felt a little uncomfortable.
The text on this page is also very strange, and most of it is still unintelligible, but one sentence is particularly eye-catching, "...... Experiments have shown that when ** is dismembered, the soul is also broken. Broken souls can be Β₯......" I don't know if it's intentional or convenient, the second half of the sentence is written very quickly and very smoothly, as if I am afraid of being understood.
I was watching intently when I suddenly heard someone call my name, "Good news!" β
I was stunned for a moment before I looked up and saw that it was Qinglan, who was smiling and standing in front of me with an ice pack in her hand.
I cramped up, put down my notebook, and whispered, "I'm sorry...... I opened it by accident, and I didn't mean to peek at it. β
"It's okay, it's not mine, and the illustrations in it are really fascinating." Qinglan smiled and said, "Placing it here means that you can look at it casually." β
I said, "That's right." But I'm curious, isn't this notebook yours? "No, it's not." Qinglan sat down, put the ice pack wrapped in a towel in her hand on my cheek, and said: "This notebook was found when I was cleaning up the house not long ago, Brother Jian Cong bought a ready-made house, the old landlord was a young woman of twenty-five, the reason for selling the house was that she was going to get married, her fiancΓ© was abroad, and she cleaned the house very clean when she left, this notebook was I accidentally found that there was a small secret compartment on the floor of the living room, and there was this in it." I told Brother Jian Cong about this, but he told me that the woman was completely out of contact. I think it must be something very important to put it in the secret compartment, maybe she or her other relatives and friends will come back to get it, and I am afraid that I will forget, so I will put it in the most conspicuous place. β
I said, "I'm afraid it's not just that, it's written in a weird way, like ......."
I couldn't think of the right words for a while, but Qinglan said it for me, "It's like an experiment of a perverted scientist." β
I nodded, "That's exactly how it feels." β
Qinglan smiled and said, "At first, I thought the same thing, but after Brother Jian Cong watched it, he said that he thought it might be a prop for filming, because the former owner was a young actor, and she had participated in a low-budget drama set by a perverted scientist." β
I remembered what I saw the first time I got into the camera, the mutilated girl, her soul was broken. Obviously, what was written in the notebook matched her situation.
I said, "Qinglan, I have a reluctant request. β
Qinglan asked, "What?" β
I said, "I hope you can make a copy of it, and I promise I won't pass it on." β
"This ......" Qing Lan suddenly showed a curious look, "Is it related to Miss Zheng's matter?" β
I nodded and said, "That's what I guessed. But I need to take a closer look at it, there seems to be a lot of mathematical formulas in it, which I don't understand, but I can ask my husband. β
Qinglan said: "Then you can just take the notebook, if someone comes to ask for it, I will drag him down, and then tell you quietly." β
I nodded and said, "No problem." β
She looked at the notebook and stopped talking.
I said, "Just ask." β
She said: "Actually, I've read all the contents, do you think it's true?" β
I said, "I've only read three pages." β
Qinglan said, "Then let's talk about it when you're done." I advise you not to watch it at night, you will feel a chill down your spine. β
Qinglan is right, I have been watching carefully since the afternoon, but I also feel a cold swish on my back.
First of all, the content recorded in this notebook has no beginning and no end, it should be one of many notes, it has a large number of hand-drawn pictures of the human body, although most of them are strange formulas, but I still gradually understand, these pictures are so-called specimens, the horror is that from the fourth page onwards, the notes have also added the preferences and personalities and even dreams of the "specimens", that is, the owners of the notes are not experimenting with corpses, but have been studying since they were still alive.
I was looking, the phone rang suddenly, I looked at the screen was Li Yu, I didn't think much about it for a while, I picked it up directly, and when I heard his voice, I secretly complained, and the cold voice knew that it was a violent maniac in the mirror.
He said, "Where are you?" β
I said, "At my friend's house." Are you home? β
He asked unhappily, "Didn't I ask you to wait for me at home?" β
I've got a good excuse," but my friend said she had found something that might have something to do with your soul misalignment, and I'd come and get it. β
"Oh?" Li Yu laughed strangely, "Then why did Ji Lang say that you were afraid that I would beat you, so you ran away?" β
I said, "Can't I do this?" β
"yes, I just hate that you always lie." He said, "What did you get?" β
"I don't want to give it to you now." I said, "Listen to your tone, I'm going to be beaten when I go back." β
"Then stay put," he laughed, "until you find something that will help you lie." β
I was speechless and said, "Then bye......"
"Wait." Li Yu suddenly said, "My mother wants to see you." β
I let out an "oh".
Li Yu said: "My mother said that you ...... Can you be spiritistic? β
I listened to his bad tone and said cautiously, "Do you believe it? β
"Believe." He said decisively: "After all, you released me." β
I breathed a sigh of relief, but he immediately changed his breath and said coldly, "But you'd better stay away from my mother, she's a kind person who doesn't know anything about my father." β
I asked, "Are you begging me?" β
"Even if it's it." "I know you're nothing to be afraid of, and I understand your hatred for our family, but my mom should be an exception," he said. β
It would be nice if he could understand it this way, so I said, "Then it's up to you, you know, your mother wants to see me, and I don't plan to refuse." β
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