Qian Muzhao noticed her movements, and walked towards the door of the room with a quiet face: "The medicine has been delivered, I should go back too......"

After she finished speaking, she opened the door of the room, and before the door closed, she glanced at Qian Jiu meaningfully.

This glance made Qianjiu's right eyelid jump for a whole day.

The next day, Qianjiu followed Shen Ziyu to the show to watch the latest season of the fashion show of a local high-end brand.

It was only yesterday that she learned that Shen Ziyu could speak English, although she was not proficient, but it was enough to communicate normally.

The artists sat in the front row of the show to watch the show, I don't know if it was her illusion, Qian Jiu always felt that Qian Muzhao's eyes seemed to look at her.

This made her a little flustered......

In the evening, Qian Muzhao's team was the first to leave the show, and Shen Ziyu, as the actor, naturally had to accept interviews with many media.

By the time all the media interviews were finished, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Chijiu dragged her tired body to go back to her room after dinner in the hotel restaurant, but when she stood at the door of the room, her right eyelid jumped even harder.

She took out the room card in her pocket and swiped it on the doorknob, the green light turned on, Qianjiu pushed the door open, and the image that entered her eyes made her heart skip a beat.

I saw that the drawer of the bedside table was wide open, and Qian Muzhao happened to sit on the bed and look at her.

"Why are you here?" Qianjiu's voice trembled slightly, and she pretended to be calm with a bit of luck.

The medicines she took were written in German, and Qian Muzhao shouldn't be able to understand them.

"Your team's spare room cards are all there for Wang Economy!" Qian Muzhao's fingertips scratched the white quilt a few times, making a muffled sound, "I was here to apologize solemnly." ”

That's what she said to Wang Sen.

But she's certainly not here to apologize! Qian Muzhao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Guess what I found?" ”

As soon as she said this, a bean-sized cold sweat suddenly broke out on Qian Jiu's forehead, and the air conditioner in the room didn't seem to have any effect.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Muzhao casually took out a bottle of medicine from the open drawer, and said to the German on it: "Quetiapine fumarate tablets." ”

"Treating Functions: Various Types of Schizophrenia."

As Qian Muzhao recited the effect one by one, Qian Jiu's body gradually trembled uncontrollably, and her face was like earth, and she explained far-fetchedly: "I'm just a little insomnia." ”

This medicine is indeed used by many psychologists to treat insomnia. She only hoped that Qian Muzhao would not continue to delve deeper.

However, of course, Qian Muzhao would not follow her wishes, only to see her reach out again and take out another bottle of medicine from the drawer, and said nonchalantly: "Grammar Racine Hydrochloride Capsules." Indications: Bipolar disorder and other ......"

"September!" Qian Muzhao held the medicine in his hand and said with a cruel smile: "These are all prescription drugs from the mental hospital. ”

She pretended to be caring: "When did you get sick?" Why don't you tell your dad? ”

Father?

Qian Jiu's expression was gloomy, how dare she tell Qian Zhenhai! He has never been the father of Qian Muzhao alone!

"I'm not sick!" Qianjiu held on to cover up: "I didn't!" ”

"If you're sick, just ask everyone!" Qian Muzhao said, picked up the medicine in his hand and walked to the door of the room.

"What are you going to do?" Qian Jiu was in a hurry, she caught up with Qian Muzhao in a few steps, and her voice was hysterical.

"Do what?" Qian Muzhao stood in the corridor of the hotel, the dim light made her a little gloomy, "I'm going to take it and ask everyone, what kind of medicine is this!" ”

She clearly checked! She knows! Qianjiu gritted her teeth, her body was unstable and a little shaky. Can't let others know about her illness, absolutely not!

She has worked so hard for so long, and once it is known that she has mental problems, no one will be willing to accept her.

In a trance, a voice sounded in Qianjiu's heart: "Stop her!" Stop her! ”

Right! Stop her!

Qian Jiu's eyes were like a torch suddenly, and she stepped forward to hold Qian Muzhao's hand, and the advantage of her height made her easily stop Qian Mu Zhao's footsteps.

"It's a prescription drug from a psychiatric hospital." Qian Jiu's gaze fell on the medicine bottle in Qian Muzhao's hand, "Then do you know what disease I have?" ”

Qian Jiu's voice was very cold, Qian Muzhao was the first time she had seen such a gloomy Qian Jiu, but she didn't notice anything unusual, she said sarcastically: "What else can it be?" ”

"Of course it's psychotic!"

"Psychotic?" The corners of Qian Jiu's mouth raised slightly, as if she was smiling, "Qian Muzhao." ”

She said word by word: "You're right. ”

"I'm a psychopath." Qian Jiu was half a head taller than Qian Mu Zhao, she leaned down, close to Qian Mu Zhao's ear, and exhaled softly: "Psychopaths seem to be taken care of in the law. ”

Her cold voice gave Qian Muzhao goosebumps, "So, even if I kill you now, as a psychopath, I won't be sentenced to death, right?" ”

Her words made Qian Muzhao's heart tremble, and only her sharp voice was in the empty corridor: "Qianjiu, you are crazy!" ”

"Hehe......" Qianjiu laughed presumptuously: "Am I just crazy?" ”

"You!"

Qian Muzhao was frightened by such a gloomy Qianjiu, she struggled to get out of Qianjiu's confinement, and ran ahead in a panic.

"Run for what?" Qian Jiu followed behind Qian Muzhao, pressing step by step.

Qian Muzhao, who fled in a hurry, didn't notice that there was a hotel step around the corner, she thought it would be another corridor, but she didn't expect her to roll down the stairs directly after turning the corner.

"Ahh

Qian Jiu squinted and walked down the stairs slowly, and when she saw Qian Muzhao who had collapsed on the ground and fainted, she just sneered and picked up the medicine bottle on the side and walked away.

As for Chimuzhao.

What does it matter to her whether she is dead or alive.

……

The news that the popular little flower withdrew from London Fashion Week due to an accident is flying all over the sky, and many media are speculating about why she withdrew from Fashion Week.

Until the hotel's surveillance was exposed, Qian Muzhao cried in front of the media and complained about Qian Jiu's inaction.

"I don't know...... She's my sister, why do you ...... me like this" Of course, Qian Muzhao can't make public the fact that Qian Jiu has mental illness at this time, which will only make people find out that she threatened Qian Jiu with this first.

In order to maintain her pure and lovely image in front of the public, Qian Muzhao could only sacrifice tears to complain to the public.

When Gu Yun arrived at the hotel where Qian Jiu Jiu was located, it was already the second day after Qian Muzhao fell down the stairs, and it was the time when various media wantonly reported on this second lady of the Qian family.

For a while, Qian Jiu was pushed to the forefront by Qian Muzhao, and the hot search volume of topics about her even exceeded that of popular artists.

However, public condemnation was confined to the country, and Qianjiu's work in London had little effect.