The headache was like a mess, and I didn't know how long I slept in a daze.

Shen Jiming felt as if a dark shadow was floating into the room, and then he felt like a nightmare being choked by someone's neck, so he struggled a few times and opened his eyelids as heavy as a mountain, and through the moonlight that came in through the window, he saw a delicate cheek.

Shen Jiming sat up with his forehead covered, feeling that he was top-heavy and shook twice like a tumbler

"Ah~ You're awake, you're scared to death!" Xia Wenwen stepped back in a panic, with a hint of nervousness and horror on his face.

"Why are you here?" asked Shen Jiming in a daze.

"Didn't you ask me to help you take care of your home!" Xia Wenwen turned on the light in the room, and after seeing Shen Jiming's face clearly, he couldn't help but walk over and touch his forehead and exclaimed: "Oops, you have a fever, it's so hot!"

"Why didn't I feel it!" Shen Jiming got off the bed, staggered to the toilet in slippers to wash his face, and came out to see that Xia Wenwen was still in the room, so he asked curiously: "You helped me clean up the room?"

"Hmm~ I'll help you clean up at night, some useless things are lost, didn't you break your things?"

Shen Jiming sat on the sofa with a water cup and stared at Xia Wenwen's face for a long time.

"You...... Why are you looking at me like this?" Xia Wenwen's cheeks began to turn red, and he tugged at his shirt with some twists.

"I'm thinking about how you can find your husband after you are so diligent, the men in the CD are all raking ears, what are they doing when you do all their work?"

Xia Wenwen lowered his head and hummed softly: "I...... I'm just bored, and there's nothing to do at night, by the way, I've washed all your dirty laundry and hung it on it, and I'll take it off for you later!"

"Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry to wear it anyway, you just got off work, sit down and rest for a while!" Shen Jiming patted the sofa next to him and said.

Xia Wenwen was stunned for a moment, and then sat down next to Shen Jiming.

Shen Jiming felt much better after taking a few sips of water, and asked very strangely: "Xia Wenwen, if I am really a murderer, will you be afraid?"

"I ...... Of course I'm scared!" Xia Wenwen said a little nervously.

"Don't worry, I'm not, I'm just an undercover agent arranged by the police! The murderer who killed Brother Liu and Sister Fang has been found, and he should be able to catch it soon. Shen Jiming said.

"Really, that's great!" Xia Wenwen patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I might just move out!" Shen Jiming said suddenly.

Xia Wenwen lowered his head and was silent for a long time before saying, "Where are you moving to?"

"I haven't thought about it yet!" Shen Jiming shook his head, "I can't live in this place anymore, I'm going to go home first, and then take my mother over to be hospitalized, and I'll tell you when I find a new place to live, if you're not afraid, you can move in with me!"

Shen Jiming's invitation made Xia Wenwen feel flustered in his heart, stood up and said, "I...... I'm going back to the shower and sleep!"

Seeing Xia Wenwen walking out of the living room with messy steps, Shen Jiming couldn't help but sigh again.

Nima, isn't Lao Tzu's excuse too bad, and it's too direct, the little girl was obviously frightened.

It seems that this fate, which once lived in the same room and slept all night, is still not very reliable.

The next day, Shen Jiming slept until ten o'clock in the morning before getting up, his head was still groggy, and after eating a bowl of noodles downstairs, he swayed to the location where Liu Qiangbing and his wife were killed, pretended to squat down to tie his shoes, and then dug out the bronze button and put it in his pocket, and then slowly paced back to the room, hid the bronze button, and then rode a shared bicycle to the courier company.

The manager of the express company's site is called Huang Shuming, in his forties, and he is very kind, and when he saw Shen Jiming, he hurriedly called for his help.

"Xiao Shen, you came just in time, why didn't you answer your phone calls these days, I thought you didn't want to do it?

At this time, a truck was unloading, and most of the couriers went out to deliver goods, only two small workers were throwing piles of goods on the car to the ground with their hands and feet, and the packages were crackling and flying all over the sky.

Shen Jiming changed into a work clothes, swiped the card to sign in, and then took out the scanner and began to work hard.

By the time a truckload of goods was finished, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Shen Jiming was tired and sweating profusely, and when he stood up, he felt like his head had been pricked by a needle, and he lay down directly on the ground in the dark.

"Xiao Shen ~ Xiao Shen ~"

Huang Shuming and a worker hurriedly ran over to help Shen Jiming up, beating his back and pinching people, watching Shen Jiming slowly open his eyes, then patted his chest and gasped, "Xiao Shen, you scared me to death, you hurry up to the hospital for a check-up, and come to work when your body is well! I will transfer the salary in front to your mobile phone in a while." ”

Shen Jiming smiled bitterly and nodded.

He has been working here for less than a month, and he is only in the probationary period, and there have been two homicides in a row, and he has not come to work for five or six consecutive days, so he naturally understands Huang Shuming's worries, and if something happens to him here, he will be responsible.

At that time, the reason why Shen Jiming was looking for a courier company to work was mainly because he wanted to have enough time to monitor Jiutai Hengchang, as for the income, it was much worse than Jiutai Hengchang, and he worked for more than half a month, and it was estimated that it would be three or four thousand yuan at most.

There is a municipal hospital nearby, Shen Jiming rode a shared bicycle to the hospital, and it took about half an hour to queue up for registration, but fortunately, it was close to noon, and there were many fewer patients in the hospital, and it was soon his turn.

Shen Jiming is a neurosurgeon, because he suspects that he still has the sequelae left by the last concussion and did not fully recover.

A young doctor in his thirties roughly examined him, and before Shen Jiming finished talking about his condition, he directly prescribed an MRI examination list, on which many small checks were drawn, and when Shen Jiming went to pay the money, the price of 1,080 made him tremble with heartache.

Lying in the MRI examination cabin, Shen Jiming was nervous, he was afraid that he would be found out to have a terminal illness of brain cancer or something.

And at the moment when the machine started, Shen Jiming felt that the inside of his head was suddenly like a red-hot steel needle poked in, and his soul seemed to have fallen into a hot oil pot.

When the two nurses helped him down from the resonance cabin, his face was not only as pale as paper, but his clothes were also soaked with sweat.

Sitting on the bench in the corridor and waiting for about half an hour, Shen Jiming got the report and then dragged his legs to the doctor, the doctor was eating, but he still took the report and looked at it, and then his face became very serious, he threw down the lunch box and sat back at the desk to turn on the computer, and called up a picture of the examination and looked carefully.

"Doctor, is my problem serious?" Shen Jiming looked at the doctor without saying a word, and suddenly felt nervous for no reason, and his body was also a little cold.

The doctor picked up the report again and looked at it and said, "Is your family here?"

"No!" Shen Jiming shook his head, and at the same time felt even more uncomfortable.

"From the current examination, it seems that your condition is somewhat serious, and it is better for you to ask your family to accompany you to the West China Neurosurgery Department for another comprehensive examination!" said the doctor.

"Doctor, tell me the results directly!" Shen Jiming said uneasily.

"There is a shadow of about two centimeters in the brain, and the preliminary diagnosis is a malignant brain tumor!" The doctor showed an unbearable look on his face, "Of course, this is only the result of this examination, there may be deviations and mistakes, you don't have to be too nervous, and then go to the Department of Neurosurgery of West China Hospital for a comprehensive and in-depth examination, their equipment and instruments are newer and better than ours, and the doctors there are more experienced, Professor Dong Zhongshu, a national-level neurosurgery expert, is my teacher......"