By the time An Ruqiao came out of the operating room and saw WeChat, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon. After two surgeries in a row, he didn't have time to eat lunch, and the little nurse in the department took warm water for him to drink, and asked her if she wanted to eat an apple, but she refused.

"I just came out of the operating room, and I slept at ten o'clock yesterday. What's wrong? ”

An Ruqiao spread her hair out, she was stuffed in the surgical cap before, and her hair was not only messy but also sweaty. Surgery is very physically demanding, after two surgeries, he sweated a lot, and his body was slightly sticky, which made her uncomfortable, but she was in a good mood.

In the past, there would be a phenomenon of stuffing red envelopes for doctors in hospitals, but now doctors are completely prohibited from receiving red envelopes, but here in obstetrics, after all, the birth of a child is a great joy, and family members will still give doctors and nurses some small gifts, such as flowers and fruit baskets. Just now, the little nurse asked him if he would eat apples, which were in the fruit basket sent by his family.

"Doctor Ann! Someone has sent you flowers again! The little nurse outside ran in and called out to her.

"Let the flower giver be placed on the security guard's side."

"But he has to ask you to sign for it!"

An Ruqiao frowned and let go, not showing the slightest impatience, still looking gentle and humble as usual. "Then I'll take a look."

The bouquet was delivered, a handful of white begonia branches wrapped in red plastic paper.

Most of the flowers sent by the family members are flower baskets, and the varieties of flowers are generally lilies, carnations, sunflowers, etc., and they have never seen white begonias.

"Do you know who sent the flowers? Help me put him at the door. ”

Bai Haitang reminded An Ruqiao of the letter she received two days ago and the red box with her nails and hair, and he didn't want to recall the pungent flavor at all, which completely ruined her good mood.

The person who delivered the flowers was wearing a peaked cap, and the hair on his forehead was very long to cover his eyebrows and eyes, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly, and handed him a signed slip, "Indicate what you want to sign, Dr. An will sign it!" ”

An Ruqiao felt a touch on his finger when he took the sign, and he couldn't tell whether it was unintentional or intentional. After signing and taking the flowers, An Ruqiao subconsciously kept a little distance from the person who sent the flowers.

Although he couldn't see the eyebrows and eyes of the person who sent the flowers, An Ruqiao felt that the person's gaze made him very uncomfortable. A doctor can't lose his temper a little bit in this crowded place near the gate, otherwise someone will be casually patted and posted on the Internet, and it will be easy to ruin his reputation. An Ruqiao took the flower, didn't say a word, turned around and went back to the obstetrics and gynecology building.

Luckily, the man didn't follow.

Back in the department, the little nurse peeled an apple and joked with An Ruqiao, "Someone wants to chase our Dr. An again!" ”

"No, I've been single for 24 years, where did anyone chase me." An Ruqiao casually put the bouquet on the ground, although her good mood was ruined, she still spoke softly when talking to the little nurse.

"It must be chasing you, begonia flowers are also called broken intestine flowers, the flower language is bitter love, say that you have no one to chase who believes, you look so good-looking, if I am a man, I want to chase you! I like you so much, Dr. Li next door has a crush on you, everyone knows it, but you don't know~"

It's useless to like it, she has a picky taste.

An Ruqiao joked perfunctorily, she sweated a lot today, she just wanted to go home early to take a shower and change clothes.

By five o'clock, An Ruqiao got off work a little early. The handful of white begonias, she brought out when she got off work, and threw them in the trash can outside. A card fell out of the bouquet, but unfortunately An Ruqiao didn't have the slightest interest in looking at it.

Xie Jingchen waited until after three o'clock to reply. The rest of the team went to sort out the interpersonal relationships of the deceased Wu Gang, and screened relevant personnel with the time and motive for committing the crime and brought them back for investigation and records. Xie Jingchen used his laptop to play back the surveillance footage of An Ruqiao's house at double speed, and when An Ruqiao saw the message and replied to him, he had already watched An Ruqiao's video from 9 o'clock to 11 o'clock last night twice.

Indeed, the monitoring shows that An Ruqiao did not go out from 9 o'clock to 11 o'clock last night, and as she replied, she had slept at 10 o'clock, and she nested on the sofa as early as half past nine, and kept that curled up posture and did not move.

It's really not her?

The curtains in An Ruqiao's house are still in the same darkened state as yesterday. An Ruqiao went home and took a shower, and she didn't have to change her clothes if she didn't go out at night. How comfortable is it when you are at home, just sat on the sofa wearing only a bathrobe, and seeing that Xie Jingchen didn't move after asking that question, An Ruqiao looked at the time and called Xie Jingchen. After the phone rang twice, Xie Jingchen picked it up, An Ruqiao turned on the speakerphone and put the phone on the coffee table, and repaired it with fingernails.

"Jingchen, are you off work?"

"Not yet." Xie Jingchen's voice was slightly lower than usual in the mobile phone.

"Why do you remember to ask me where I was last night?"

Xie Jingchen's mobile phone was connected to the video, and the notebook on the side was also playing the real-time monitoring screen of An Ruqiao's pinhole camera. He had calmed down at this time, the probability that the murderer of the male corpse last night was An Ruqiao was very small, and now it is more likely that An Ruqiao is the next victim. He was a little concerned and messed up.

"There was another murder yesterday," Xie Jingchen rubbed his brows and paused between words, "The person who secretly filmed you sending harassing text messages to you is dead." ”

An Ruqiao's legs were folded, her fair and delicate skin loomed in the champagne-colored bathrobe, and the mobile phone video was invisible, but it could be seen clearly on the surveillance video. "Why, I suspect that I killed someone." An Ruqiao put her phone on the coffee table, turned her head slightly, glanced behind the vase, and then continued to trim the nails on her left hand.

"I'm sorry...... Occupational diseases, if possible, should be suspected......"

An Ruqiao let out a "heh", thinking to herself, there was no true affection, just using each other, and it was normal to be suspicious. Moreover, where was he last night, this man would not know?

Just wanted to reply, but heard Xie Jingchen answer again-

"I'm worried about you, the person who followed you is likely to be a dangerous perverted murderer, you must pay attention to your safety for the past two days."

An Ruqiao was a little stunned when she heard this, hesitated a little between her eyebrows, and then sneered silently. If she didn't know that this man had installed surveillance in her house, she would really think how pure this man was and how much he cared about her.

It's just taking advantage of each other. It's just a matter of exploitation.

No matter what she thinks in her heart, An Ruqiao will not show it, and she is still soft-spoken.

"Okay, I'm ......"

An Ruqiao's words were interrupted by the doorbell, which rang very quickly, "Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong", which made people feel impatient. An Ruqiao took her mobile phone, went to the gate and opened the video intercom, and asked who the person was.

"Tick the gas meter!" The small screen on the wall shows the appearance of a person, a middle-aged man, dressed as a maintenance worker, looking very honest, with a scar at the corner of his eye. This person An Ruqiao has seen, and he also came to copy the gas last month.

At the same time, Xie Jingchen's shouting tone from the mobile phone was anxious. "Don't open the door!"