"The media are all vying to interview you and want to know what the snow monster looks like. The hospital also has a team studying the duck down stained with the blood of the snow monster that you brought back to treat those biting patients.
It is said that there may be some antiviral substance in their blood, so it can cure malaria and intermittent mental disorders."
I didn't answer. This is the answer given by the hospital to the public, but it is normal. You can't put the story of gods and ghosts on the screen. It can be suspenseful, but it can't be fantasy.
"What about the cause? How is the cause explained?"
"It's also a virus. It's said to be bitten, but there must be bacteria on the teeth. It's then transmitted through the blood, which can suppress people's nerves and cause hallucinations. Some experts have come out to explain it, but I don't think anyone can believe it, because there are deep opinions on the Internet.
Your posts are all about your past cases and cannot be deleted. Some netizens who broke the news even typed the pinyin abbreviation of your name in order to keep your news longer. Who doesn't know that you are an Onmyoji? Since you are the one handling it
Yes, it is definitely not what the experts said, so many netizens jointly wrote to the TV station, demanding the truth... But don’t worry, with Mr. Zhuo here, this matter will definitely be suppressed."
As he said that, Rong Danfeng looked at me with a somewhat worried expression: "Jiaolong, although it is a good thing to be famous, but you know, if you become too famous in this way, I think it will increase the distance between you and Mr. Zhuo.
How difficult it is.”
I understand what she means, but things are definitely out of my control.
"Oh, forget it, let's not mention it for now. Go back to the ward quickly, otherwise Mr. Zhuo will find out later that you are missing. What will happen? You made me anxious just now, and I have a headache when I think of his black face and the way he wants to blame me.
."
I stood still and said, "Dan Feng, let's not talk about my fame for now. I've slept so hard these days that Uncle Wen Zongbao and the others will be fine."
"It's okay, you are so famous just because everything is okay."
This made me feel completely relieved: "What about Cheng Baize? He came back with me, right?"
"Of course he came back with you. He went to find you with the search and rescue team. Then he carried you down and bumped into the reporter. Forget about him. Let's go back to the ward first. Let's go."
I followed Rong Danfeng towards the ward and looked at her: "What's wrong with Cheng Baize? He won't encounter any danger when he goes down the mountain."
Rong Danfeng shook his head speechlessly, stopped suddenly and looked at me: "Jiaolong, do you really rely on Mr. Zhuo more than you rely on Cheng Baize?"
She told me directly that she was confused: "What are you talking about? Can it be the same? Zhuo Jing is my boyfriend."
"So, Jiaolong, I don't mean anything else. I just can't figure it out. The search and rescue team members said that Cheng Baize led them directly to that place to find you. But in fact, the location where they planned to search and rescue was not far away.
Your cave is still some distance away. Cheng Baize acted as if he knew everything. When the search and rescue team asked him how he could be sure that you were there, he didn't say anything, so Zhuo would always be angry. Although he didn't say it, I knew he was thinking.
, why was his girlfriend saved by his love rival!"
Rong Danfeng paused, took a breath and continued: "You know, as long as Cheng Baize is half an hour late, Mr. Zhuo's search and rescue team will dare to arrive. Of course he hopes that he is the first person you see, so
, I can’t figure out how you got in touch with Cheng Baize since you couldn’t get through to Mr. Zhuo.”
I opened my mouth: "Listen to me Dan Feng, things are not what you think. I really can't get through the phone or contact anyone, but it's normal for Cheng Baize to find me, because three years ago he wanted to
I was given a heart-linking poison for me. The situation was very complicated at the time, and I couldn’t explain it clearly in a sentence or two. The point is that whenever something happens to me, he will feel it, so he will find me. It’s that simple, do you understand?
"
"He bewitched you?"
Rong Danfeng looked at me in confusion: "Does Mr. Zhuo know that you are an Onmyoji? How come he..."
"Zhuo Jing knows that Cheng Baize was just trying to help me at the time, but this poison can be broken. I know everything, so this matter is definitely not as complicated as you think."
Rong Danfeng opened his mouth, looked at me and let out a breath: "Forget it, I don't mean anything else, I'm just afraid that between you and Mr. Zhuo... Hey, this kind of misunderstanding between lovers is the most annoying. If Mr. Zhuo knows about it, he will still...
Okay, let's go...Mr. Zhuo?"
Turning around, I was also stunned. When did Zhuo Jing stand in front of us!?
"Are you in good condition?"
My scalp immediately tightened. He actually looked at me with a smile and said, but the cool light in his eyes seemed difficult to cover up with this handsome smile. I instinctively moved towards Rong Danfeng.
Who knew she actually grabbed a nurse passing by and asked, "Dr. Han, are you finished?"
The nurse nodded: "I think I went back to the office just now."
Rong Danfeng responded immediately, "Um, Mr. Zhuo, Jiaolong, I have something else to do, so I need to take a step forward." After saying that, without waiting for my reply, he immediately dodged away at an astonishing speed.
I cleared my throat and looked at Zhuo Jing with what I thought was a bright smile: "I'm done."
Zhuo Jing also looked at me with a smile: "Yes, what are you busy with?"
"I...I'm looking for you."
I raised my hand and pointed behind me: "Well, I woke up and saw some of your documents. I knew you must be there, so I left the ward, and then..."
"Mr. Ma!"
Suddenly a clear female voice came from behind me. She turned around and it was the little nurse upstairs. She hurriedly ran towards me and put something like ointment into my hand: "This is good for removing scars."
The effect is particularly good. I can wipe away the scratches on your neck. Thank you very much for showing me the marriage just now. Don’t worry, I will definitely send you wedding candies if I get married. I will call your phone number from Xiaoyue’s parents.
, they also said..."
"uh-huh!"
I interrupted her with a slap in my throat: "I will definitely clean it, thank you. Well, I am very busy on the night shift. You go ahead and do your work. We can talk later when we have time."
The feeling on my back is so cold, it makes me tremble more than a ghost!
"Well, I really have to go back quickly. I must remember to wipe it." As she said that, the little nurse politely nodded to Zhuo Dingding, turned around and ran towards the elevator again.
I cleared my throat, turned around and looked at Zhuo Jing, smiled weakly, and raised the ointment in my hand: "The nurses in this hospital are very enthusiastic."
Zhuo Jing is still 'approachable': "You can't get out of the line of fire even if you are slightly injured. In such a short time, you have shown your marriage to others. It's not bad. It's your own, so you didn't want to see it?"
I held the corner of my hand, looked around and walked up to him, saying, "How about we go back and talk to him, okay?"
Zhuo Jing had no objection, his face froze, he turned around and strode towards the ward. I followed him quietly until the sound of the door slamming was heard. He turned to look at me, and rushed towards me with a heavy black breath, "
Ma Jiaolong, you..."
"Shh~"
I opened my eyes and looked directly behind him: "Aren't you wearing the sunbathing needle?"
"What?" Zhuo Jing raised his eyebrows: "There is something."
I nodded numbly and pointed to the back of his right shoulder, "There is an old lady in that corner, she looks so gloomy..."
Zhuo Jing immediately turned around to look, and I took the opportunity to lean forward and stand on tiptoe. He must have been looking at it carefully for a long time, and then turned around and said, "Where is... you..."
I smiled, looked into Zhuo Jing's surprised eyes, pressed my lips against his, hugged his waist, and whispered softly: "Don't be angry anymore, okay."
Zhuo Jing looked at me with half-lidded eyes, lips and teeth slightly parted: "You think I'm angry."
"Um."
"Who are you angry with?"
"Oh my, I'm making you worry."
His arms hugged me slightly, and I could feel his breath clearly: "...Actually, I am angry with myself." (To be continued)