Chu Zheng changes flowers for Xia Qiu's room every day. At first, Xia Qiu looks at them every time.
I'm used to it. I almost haven't seen it. Let the flowers come in the morning and leave at night.
Chu Zheng has a hairy carpet on the floor of Xia Qiu's room. The air conditioning temperature is appropriate, neither cold nor hot.
Shajo didn't like beds, and he never touched them again with the carpet.
Except for the pajama cabinet time, the rest of the time is sleeping on the carpet.
Chu Zheng had the bed moved out.
Without the bed, the room looks more open.
"Do you have any hobbies?"
Shajo pointed to herself.
"Well, you."
Xia Qiu looks up at the ceiling and slowly turns her head to Chu Zheng.
He wrote two words on the white paper.
"Painting?"
Chu Zheng gave him the tools to draw pictures the next day.
Xia Qiu stood aside and watched Chu Zheng assemble for him. She stood on her left side, and then went around to her right side.
From time to time, he also handed things to Chu Zheng.
Let's try to assemble the zither in summer.
Xia Qiu should have learned something about it, and his painting is quite model.
If you can draw, Xia Qiu doesn't spend a lot of time looking at the wall in a daze.
Most of the time I sit in front of an easel.
Chu Zheng has seen his painting, and he is painting the room repeatedly.
But there are also changes.
For example, the first painting should be when he just lived in this room.
Go to the room and become what it is now.
"Why do you repeat this?"
She glanced at her and hung her head to paint on the drawing board, ignoring his questions.
It's like he has to take sugar one by one from the palm of Chu Zheng's hand
Chu Zheng did not dare to speak of him.
The patient is vulnerable.
"It's late. Why don't you draw today?" Chu Zheng and Xia qiuda discuss.
Xia Qiu put down her brush.
Chu Zheng draws water to clean the paint on his hands and changes his clean clothes.
"You can't sneak up and paint at night, can you?"
For several nights, he fell asleep and suddenly got up to paint.
Xia Qiu stares at the rippling water in the basin and doesn't respond to Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng wiped his hand with a clean pad and put it on his knee. "Let's make an agreement. As long as you don't get up and paint at night, will you and I have dinner with you in the future?"
Xia Qiu has a reaction. He reaches out and grabs Chu Zheng's hand. His little finger hooks her little finger.
Chu Zheng: "it's
Chu Zheng touched his head, "promise me to do it."
She nodded, got up, went to the corner, tucked herself into the blanket and closed her eyes.
Chu Zheng: "it's
We need to get him out of here.
But Xia Qiu is still a suspect
Chu Zheng doesn't believe that her little things can kill people. There must be another killer.
Only by catching this murderer will Xiaqiu's suspicion be cleared.
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at night.
The hospital corridor is so quiet that the needle can be heard, but the nurse station light is on, but still looks gloomy.
In the ward, Xia Qiu curls up in a ball and pinches the soft meat of her household registration.
"No painting at night."
"No painting at night."
He didn't make a sound, he just opened and closed his lips and repeated the words over and over again.
Several times she got up, lay back, and whispered the words.
"No painting No painting... "
She didn't know how long she had been studying.
When the first ray of light came into the ward, he immediately turned up and sat down to his usual place to eat, pursed his lips and waited.
As the sun rose, the nurse brought in the breakfast.
Shajo waited until breakfast was cold and the door was closed.
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Chu Zheng went to the scene of the crime last night because there were three places at the scene of the crime, and she ran back and forth.
Unfortunately, I met a car accident today and was directly blocked on the road.
It's nearly ten o'clock to the hospital.
Chu Zheng asked her colleagues to help, but Xia Qiu Colleagues said they couldn't help.
He's the only one she knows now.
He didn't listen to what others said.
I don't listen.
That's the kind - you can say, I'll lose if I hear one word.
So I thought I would see a bad picture there, but I didn't.
She sat at the little table and looked all right.
Chu Zheng is a little guilty, "sorry, I'm late."
With her head down, she reached for her chopsticks and began to eat breakfast.Breakfast is cold.
Chu Zheng stopped him, "don't eat this, I'll take the hot one."
Xia Qiu avoids Chu Zheng and eats a cold breakfast in silence.
At the beginning of the Zheng, the eyebrow heart suddenly jumps.
Sure enough, something still happened!
Xia Qiu used to eat very slowly, but this time he was very fast. Chu Zheng was afraid to stimulate him, but he did not dare to rob him.
At the beginning of the Zheng from Xia Qiu half coax half grab the bowl, Xia Qiu has eaten half.
With a glance at Chu Zheng, he got up and went to the corner. He wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up in a ball.
Chu Zheng: "it's
Who am I riding for!
Why should I suffer this kind of crime here now!
Who loves to serve others!
She quit!
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ten minutes.
Chu Zheng sits next to Xia Qiu, trying to pull the blanket.
Shajo pulled the blanket so tightly that it couldn't move at all.
"I know it's my fault that I'm late. Don't be angry."
No matter what Chu Zheng said, Xia Qiu refused to show her head.
Chu Zheng takes a breath, "as long as you are not angry, I promise you a condition."
The blanket covering his head was left by shajo, showing a little red face.
He stares at Chu Zheng, as if to ask - really?
"Really."
Xiaqiu was staring at her. For a full minute, he nodded slowly.
"What are you asking for?"
Chaqiu doesn't ask for it now. He wants to save it and ask for it later.
"All right." Their own little things are not only spoiled.
Xia Qiu is not at ease. She asks Chu Zheng to write him an IOU and sign an autograph.
Chu Zheng: "it's Pet, spoil.
Chu Zheng looked at Xia Qiu and put away the IOU. "Get up for breakfast. I have to go to work later."
Chaqiu was satisfied and sat down.
"Does your stomach hurt?" Eat so much cold in the early morning.
Shajo shook her head.
"Tell me if you feel bad. In the future, even if you are angry, you can't mess with yourself. "
Xia Qiu tilted her head and tapped her head twice.
Chu Zheng accompanies Xia Qiu to finish breakfast and starts to work today.
Chu Zheng meets captain song in the hall downstairs in the afternoon.
Captain song should have gone to see Xia Qiu and stopped her with a strange expression.
At the beginning of the Zheng, he said, "Captain song."
"Dr. Chu, why is shajo's room like that?" He almost thought he was in the wrong place today.
"For treatment."
“……”
Captain song doesn't understand, but No one should be treated like this, right?
After all, he is a doctor, so it's hard for captain song to question.
"What's going on with shajo?"
Chu Zheng: "the mood is still stable recently."
Song captain seemed to see the dawn, "when can I ask him about the case?"
Chu Zheng glared at him and said slowly, "Captain song, do you think Xia Qiu is really the murderer?"
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