Xu Che hurried to the hospital and was relieved to learn that Jiang Ci was out of danger.
Fortunately in misfortune-
1. The oncoming vehicle brakes in time;
Second, the **** porcelain Jeep is strong enough;
Third, Jiang Ci's speed is not fast.
It was also because she noticed that the surroundings were surprisingly dim, so the speed of the car slowed down. When she took out her mobile phone, she wanted to check if she had gone the wrong way. An accident happened.
The driver who caused the accident was wronged. He was shocked and frightened when he learned that the other party was a police officer. He pulled Baozi and Xiao Hu and cried outside the ward: "It was she who hit me! I braked and she rushed over. Can't avoid it!!!"
No matter how Baozi explained it, he would investigate it clearly, but the other party still kept making trouble. A big man just held their thighs and cried bitterly.
Xiao Hu couldn't bear the disturbance, and roared: "Enough! I won't let you lose money! Alright?!"
The driver who caused the accident has stopped.
Xu Che walked into the ward, and the doctor in charge of the first aid was also there and said to him: "The speed is not fast, there is no major problem, but it turns out that the arm fractured twice and bleed a lot of blood."
Jiang Ci on the hospital bed was sober, looking at Xu Che with a somewhat helpless expression.
"How are you feeling now?" Xu Che walked over and asked her.
Jiang Ci closed his eyes and opened them again, seeming very tired.
Xu Che said, "Let's rest first, I'll talk about it tomorrow."
Jiang Ci shook her head, the movement was slightly larger, and the muscles all over her body were sore and uncomfortable. She frowned deeply and said in a low voice, "Xu Che, I saw her."
Xu Che was stunned, and then followed Jiang Ci's gaze to see the case data on the bedside cabinet.
Turning over a page, there is Li Xiaolei's suicide note in it.
There will be nothing before the wind;
A copy of Cheye Wanhuayu;
I love who I share;
In love with the goose golden robes;
You have many tears for love.
This poem with hidden heads was handed over to Jiang Ci last time, and it has been left with her. At this moment, it is spotted and stained with blood.
"Li Xiaolei's soul...maybe, it is attached to the suicide note." Jiang Ci said weakly, "Xu Che...how did you get such a lover?"
She is now increasingly suspicious that Xu Che is lying.
If it's just an ordinary crush, do you still remember it to death?
Xu Che picked up the crumpled piece of paper and was speechless for a while.
He can't figure it out...
...
Jiang Ci had a good night's sleep, and when she recovered a little, she called Mu Zi and asked Mu Zi to find a way to deal with it.
Mu Zi was confused when he heard: "Me? I...how do I deal with it?"
"You can talk to her... it pops up from time to time, it's really scary." Jiang Ci was worried and didn't mention his car accident.
Mu Zi was even more confused: "How do I communicate?"
"I don't know... Is there something to do?" Jiang Ci sighed, "Or, you try brain waves? Normal people can't communicate anyway."
Mu Zi: "..."
Two minutes later, Mu Zi sent Du Hao's contact information to Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci couldn't wait for a moment, dragging the sick body, calling Du Hao with difficulty, roughly telling the story.
Du Hao replied: "This matter is easy and easy to say, and troublesome to say. If the evil spirit is doing evil, the exorcism and exorcising are in accordance with the way of heaven, but if the other party is not malicious, interference without authorization will disrupt the cause and effect. His fate may have an impact."
After speaking, he paused for a while, and then persuaded: "Ms. Jiang, you might as well discuss with the doctor again. My suggestion is to send the soul back to your hometown and let it dissipate naturally, so as not to cause anger and anger. A big disaster."