"Don't tell her what we said here. If she knew that Huofan didn't lock her up for her violation of discipline, she might be disgusted," Qu Shulei said.

Li Qinghui frowned and promised to come down.

Before he left, Chen Huofan didn't forget to tell him, "you just scare her so that she won't overload training." he looked at Li Qinghui, "look at your clothes. You're just dressed."

Li Qinghui looked down at the speech and found that he had forgotten to change his clothes and ran out.

Lu Mingyan takes Li Qinghui to the door of the confinement room. As soon as the iron door opens, Li Qinghui sees the wind, snow and waves buried in training.

Feng Xuelan looked up and was surprised to find that the person who came in was Li Qinghui, and he was still wearing a white coat, which was a little strange.

"From the doctor, why are you here? Still... Such a dress... Who is ill?" Feng Xuelan asked curiously.

Li Qinghui strode over, pulled her shoulder and made her turn a few times in front of her.

Feng Xuelan is sweating again. I'm a little embarrassed to be turned around by him.

But the next second, Li Qinghui held the wind and snow LAN in his arms without scruples.

Feng Xuelan was startled again.

"What's the matter?" Feng Xuelan hurriedly patted his back and struggled to say, "don't leave the doctor! Look at me, I'll dirty your clothes!"

But Li Qinghui doesn't care at all.

As a result, Feng Xuelan had great strength and broke free from his arms.

Li Qinghui was a little lost. He sat down at the table and said to Feng Xuelan, "I heard you were locked up. I'm worried about you, so come and see you... Are you okay?"

Feng Xuelan smiled, "it's all right. It's just that he made a mistake when performing his task."

"Really all right?" Li Qinghui frowned and asked.

Feng Xuelan saw his expression and understood that Chris's story must have reached his ears.

Feng Xuelan just pretended to smile and gradually disappeared. She also sat down, breathed a sigh, and whispered, "that child is dead. I'm uncomfortable. Nothing else."

Listening to Feng Xuelan telling the truth, Li Qinghui was relieved. He was still thinking about what to do if Feng Xuelan lied to him... Fortunately, Feng Xuelan was not that kind of person, and she was honest with him.

"As doctors, we face life and death all day. Sometimes even if we try our best to save the patient, we may still fail in the end. Before, I once doubted whether my ability was not enough, whether I didn't devote myself, and whether I did something wrong. But later... Grandpa told me that if I was immersed in a failure, I would die forever It's impossible to save other patients. "

Li Qinghui looked at Feng Xuelan and said to her, "you will face more people who need protection in the future. You can't protect them all."

Feng Xuelan's eyebrows are locked. I don't know how to accept Li Qinghui.

As a doctor, there is really no way to save everyone. What Li Qinghui said is not wrong. The goal of protecting is the same as saving people from illness. She has no way to protect everyone. But as a killer, she had to make sure she killed all the targets. She was instilled with the idea that "failure is a dead end" since she was a child. This is by no means an idea that can be completely changed in just six months.

Li Qinghui saw that his persuasion didn't touch fengxuelan. He whispered helplessly, "Xuelan, I'm really not good at comforting others... If there's anything I can help, you must tell me."

Feng Xuelan smiled again and shook his head, "this kind of thing will disappear after turning in his head for a while."

That is, when I came here, they were all around them, who were very good to her, so they came to comfort her. If it were the past, no matter how hard she felt, wouldn't she have to carry it by herself?

"I'm not such a fragile person, and I won't do it because of this. Don't worry." Feng Xuelan is telling the truth.

But her words made Li Qinghui more distressed. Strong people have reasons to become strong, but he didn't know the reasons hidden in the bottom of Feng Xuelan's heart.

"Ah, that's right." Feng Xuelan wanted to change the topic and asked Li Qinghui, "how's your research?"

Speaking of this, Li Qinghui remembered what Chen Huofan had told him.

"There are still some very important data not collected, so don't exercise violently these days to avoid inaccurate data."

What Li Qinghui said was serious. Feng Xuelan was skeptical. If she asked again, she couldn't understand what Li Qinghui said

"In short, we just can't continue training?" Feng Xuelan summarized.

Li Qinghui nodded vigorously, "moderation, just control moderation. It's almost the same as before. Don't increase the amount of training."

"OK..."

Feng Xuelan thought to herself that if she couldn't increase her training, it would be a little uncomfortable for her to be locked up

Li Qinghui talked to her for a while before he left. Before he left, he didn't forget to ask Feng Xuelan not to over train. Feng Xuelan guaranteed that if her training volume really had an impact on the research project, she certainly wouldn't destroy such a good project for these two days of training.

But Feng Xuelan underestimated the boredom of confinement.

After the training, Feng Xuelan sat at the table and stared at the paper again.

There were still only three words "hungry wolf" on the paper. Feng Xuelan stared at these three words. She didn't know how long she stared. Her heart suddenly churned up, like boiling water, which was very hot.

If there is another person in the world that she can believe, she hopes that this person is Zong Mingzhe.

If she has to pay for believing in someone, she still hopes that the person she trusts is Zong Mingzhe.

So she picked up her pen and wrote down the words hidden in her heart next to the words "big hungry wolf".

At this moment, she seems to have changed back to the former killer alpha, and like a struggling soul, trying to break free from the shell of the "killer".

It seems that I can't stop writing.

One night later, when Feng Xuelan finally stopped his pen, he found that his stomach had been growling.

She carefully rolled up the paper filled with foreign words and hid it in the pen given to her by Zong Mingzhe.

After finishing this, Feng Xuelan breathed a sigh. The boiling and burning feeling in her heart was pressed down. She smiled bitterly and shook her head, thinking that she had done the most taboo thing and left something that shouldn't exist.