Chapter 4: Doctor Su is dead?

For nearly an hour, Hua seemed to have not come out of the bathroom.

After two days of adaptation and training, Xiaobai is no longer surprised by this duration.

I won't bother her like before.

Although the explanation given by Hua Si was outrageous.

She said she liked the vibe she exuded when she was alone in the bathroom.

Xiaobai asked what kind of temperament that was?
Hua Si said that it was a kind of vanity in the world and loneliness in the universe. It was something that only happened once in a hundred years, but if it happened in a thousand years, it would be the inevitable temperament of fate.

Immediately, Xiaobai sent another report about Hua Si’s psychological problems.

And such reports.

It has submitted seven in the past two days.

However, Xiaobai didn't suspect that Huasi was doing other things in there.

Because every time Hua Si went to the toilet for a short time, the data from the micro health monitor on her body showed that her breathing rhythm slowed down, her sympathetic nerve activity decreased, and her oxygen consumption and heart rate decreased slightly.

It's like entering a deep sleep.

So, Xiaobai made a reasonable analysis and concluded that Hua seemed to have a quirk of sleeping in the toilet.

In the toilet, Hua Si, who was thought to be sleeping, was lying in a strange posture with her hands forming a triangle, her legs spread straight apart, her head bent over, as if she wanted to rest her chin on her belly button, and an even weirder breathing technique, without moving a single muscle.

It looks like a human-shaped ornament.

With each breath, a silver line slowly appeared on her forehead.

That is the same shape as the flower's body, a capital letter A.

A little weird and a little funny.

The birthmark on her wrist was always glowing.

Another 20 minutes passed.

The flower seemed to let out a long breath.

He straightened his waist, twisted his neck, and moved his shoulders. Probably the only advantage of this body was that it was delicate and soft. He didn't need to sign up for a dance class before practicing this set of physical exercises.

However, other aspects are simply disastrous, and energy cannot be retained at all.

It's incomparable to her previous life.

Fortunately, her old friend is still there.

Touching the birthmark on her wrist, Hua lowered her brows and looked gentle.

When I opened the door again, Xiaobai, who was in a wheelchair, immediately came forward and asked:
"Have you rested well?"

At first, Hua seemed a little confused about this question.

But he reacted quickly.

These two days, she had noticed that Xiaobai was collecting and reporting information about her.

Maybe it was because her love-brained character was portrayed too well, and because Fu Chenyue didn't show up for a long time, she went crazy.

Otherwise, who in their right mind would be suspected of taking a rest in the toilet?

"Yeah." She still nodded obediently.

"Now that you've rested, let's go take a walk in the corridor."

Hua didn't seem to object to this. In fact, she had long wanted to get out of bed and walk around, and take a look outside.

However, she still pushed the door open with a reluctant and fragile look, and slowly walked with the help of the handrail provided for patients in the corridor.

After chatting with Xiaobai, I learned that this is neither the prison medical station nor the hospital outside.

But it is the medical institute next to the prison.

During the past two days in the room, Hua Si heard that it was very quiet outside, so she guessed that there shouldn't be many patients here.

But at this moment, she was walking alone in the silent corridor. She could hear the echo of her footsteps with every step. The doors of all the rooms were closed, and not a single light came through the small windows on the doors.

If there wasn't a wheelchair following behind.

She almost suspected that she was not out for a walk, but for a supernatural adventure.

"Xiao Bai, you said there are other people here. Do they have a disease called invisibility?"

Before Xiaobai could answer, suddenly, a door in front opened.

Hua Sixin suddenly became alert.

It seemed that she happily spent the two days when she was unable to take care of herself.

But I always have a sense of crisis in my heart.

It was this sense of crisis that made her pretend to be still weak even though her body functions had clearly recovered.

Despite such pretense, in the face of absolute strength, she would not even have a 10% chance of winning.

Just be as prepared as possible.

All signs have shown that Fu Chenyue's broken umbrella may not be able to hold up. The last time they met, they parted unhappily. He also told the two human prison guards who were taking care of the flowers that they didn't need to inform him if they fainted in the future.

Although the situation is obviously different this time.

But a few days passed and Fu Chenyue didn't show up.

Not to mention Fu Chenyue, even the attending physician who had mental problems never showed up.

This is not normal.

When I confirmed with Xiaobai that I had applied for a psychologist for her, I received no response.

This further confirmed her thoughts.

I'm afraid the person behind the scenes is going to attack her again.

……

……

"Mr. Xie, please take care of yourself. I will come to see you next month."

An elegant middle-aged man walked out of the door, bowed slightly, and said goodbye to the person inside politely.

Seeing this, Hua Si did not relax her vigilance.

The man didn't see her until the door was closed. He seemed not to have expected that there would be someone in the corridor. He just glanced at her and then left without looking back.

She felt like she had seen this person somewhere.

Looking back, I saw the man walking to the rest area near the elevator. A man in uniform came out and respectfully pressed the elevator button for the man.

Hua Si recognized this person at a glance.

Song Hui, warden of Yancheng Prison.

Finally, she remembered who the man was. It was the Lord of Yancheng, Shao Zhengqing, who often appeared in local news.

Then she laughed at herself.

It had been too long since she had been treated as someone else's chopping block, and she was so nervous that she thought everyone was out to kill her.

After walking around the flowers, I seemed to be ready to return to the room.

As she passed the door, she took another look.

There was no way. After walking around, she found that she was the only one who lived in this room and on this floor.

I am considering whether to visit this only patient.

The elevator door opened again.

A woman wearing a white coat casually, with a cool temperament and walking with the wind, came towards her like a flower and soon stood in front of her.

"Hello, No. 7077, my name is Lin Xuan. I will take over your treatment from now on." Lin Xuan held the tablet in one hand and put the other hand in the pocket of her coat.

Although the woman was smiling, she seemed very distant.

"Where's Doctor Su?"

Before this, she had never met Lin Xuan, and at this time, she became her attending physician.

One has to doubt.

Lin Xuan didn't answer Hua Si's question and went straight to talking about something else.

"Don't worry, I am as professional as Dr. Su, and I even have more say than him on the follow-up rehabilitation research of the neurotoxin VXIII. I have studied your blood sample and have not found anything unusual for the time being. In order to save the lives of more VXIII victims, I hope you can join my research team and conduct more in-depth research."

As soon as Lin Xuan came, she morally blackmailed herself into being a guinea pig.

The flowers seem to choose to ignore it.

He repeated the question again: "Where is Doctor Su?"

Lin Xuan frowned, dissatisfied with Hua Si's attitude, and her tone became cold: "Doctor Su is dead."

Originally it was just a casual question.

Asking further would only be a way of hitting back at Lin Xuan's attitude towards her in the same way.

Now Lin Xuan told her that the psychiatrist was dead, which aroused Hua's curiosity.

The aura of that person's evil that has been lingering for thousands of years is so strong.

It doesn't look like he died young.

Could it be that she has awakened some special abilities?
Was the mourning successful?

"How did Dr. Su die?"

"suicide."

Hearing this answer, Hua Si almost laughed out loud.

"Did you confirm that Dr. Su committed suicide? Did his relatives come to claim his body? Did he write a suicide note? Who did his property end up with?"

Hua Si's intuition told her that there was something wrong.

It's okay for that person to instigate others to commit suicide, but how could he possibly prove his truth with his own body?
(End of this chapter)