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Zhao Shulan sighed, "Now we know that it is autoimmune encephalitis. As far as we know, it is a rare human disease, a difficult disease. It was included in the First List of Rare Diseases jointly developed by the National Health and Health Council and other departments in May this year. He already knew what kind of disease it was, but he was only able to make the diagnosis. He knew what kind of clinical manifestations and ancillary examinations could make the diagnosis of autoimmune encephalitis, but he still hadn't been able to figure out the cure for it with his current level of medical knowledge, including Beijing Union Hospital, Fuyang Hospital and other powerful hospitals in the country. Sigh, so what if I know? Humans can never wake up, so what if I know. If I meet such a patient again, with my current technique, it will be very difficult to cure him, unless there is a major breakthrough in brain research.

After Zhao Shulan said so many professional terms, the tears that flickered in her eyes had vanished long ago. Her face was serious, and there was even a hint of guilt in it. She was immersed in the discussion of medicine and the patient's memories …

I didn't really understand what she was saying. Li Fengyun and Xu Haoqing were also at a loss, but I understood that Doctor Zhao Shulan was a doctor with profound medical knowledge.

Also, she had been keeping an eye on the patient's illness and was aware of the current state of that disease's research...

Xu Haoqing no longer needed to say anything. I knew that I was wrong this time. The incident at the bar had nothing to do with Zhao Shulan. As for Zhao Yao, he probably had nothing to do with him.

However, it was hard to say whether Zhao Yao had a "yes" tattoo …

There was no evidence that the Zhaojia mother and son had anything to do with the organization, and instead of leaving them in the Bureau, it was better to let them out and keep an eye on them, to see if they had anything to do with the organization from their daily behavior.

Walking out of the interrogation room, they arrived at Xu Haoqing's office. Xu Haoqing lit up a cigarette, smiled and said, "What do you guys think?"

"Does that need to be said? Zhao Shulan is innocent. She was drugged in the hospital and in the alcohol." Li Fengyun stated his stance first.

I also agreed: "Well, I agree with the boss. The matter of Xiloxibin has nothing to do with them. Have you guys compared it yet? Are the Xiloxibin in the bar the exact same medicine as the one lost in the hospital?"

Before Xu Haoqing could say anything, the office door was pushed open.

The captain's door was pushed open. Without knocking, Xu Haoqing immediately turned around and was about to go crazy.

The one who came in was Old Xia, Xia Xu.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he walked in unsteadily and threw the report form in his hand towards Xu Haoqing, saying, "It's exactly the same. The seroxibin tested in the wine is exactly the same as the sample taken from the hospital. Old Xu, why are you staring at me?"

Xu Haoqing laughed, "I didn't stare at you, you're too worried …"

Old Xia left without even closing the door. Xu Haoqing went to close the door himself.

If Old Xia is really like Xu Haoqing had guaranteed, a righteous police officer, then I feel that this old medical examiner is a little cute.

Xu Haoqing arranged for his men to release her. Perhaps she was afraid that Zhao Shulan would go after him again, so he didn't meet with her.

Zhao Shulan and her son went back. Xu Haoqing continued to arrange people to keep an eye on them. Although the suspicion of tampering with the wine was eliminated, it did not prove that they had nothing to do with the Pang organization.

Zhao Shulan even mentioned that Xu Haoqing asked her about the tattoo previously. Although she took the opportunity to blame Xu Haoqing for his grumbling, I felt that it was a little strange for her to do that.

After finishing all the work, Li Fengyun and I went back to the dormitory to rest.

It was another fruitless day …

Lying on his bed, Li Fengyun could not fall asleep at all. Perhaps the side effects from the shot into Xiluo Xibin a while ago had not passed. He needed to sleep less and make up for his lack of energy.

After playing with his phone for a while, he suddenly saw a friend request on WeChat …

When he opened it, he saw that the other party's nickname was "Ghost of a Beauty" …

The ghost of a beauty, the ghost of a gender, began with several dark red lanterns.

Naturally, I am not unfamiliar with this lantern.

This was the kind of lantern that was used to decorate the Terror Bar.

Is it Xiao Qian?

The other person added me as a friend from "People Near Me". The problem is that my WeChat didn't turn on this feature at all …

What was going on? My WeChat is up?

I didn't immediately contact my friend, but rather opened up the nearby people to search. Other than Immortal Jump and WeChat, where else could there be a beautiful female ghost?

Curiosity triumphed over everything, and I accepted the other party's friend request.

As soon as she passed, she sent a "hug" emoji.

TC: Hello, who is this?

Ghost: "Did you forget?" Why didn't you ask me who I was when you were holding me?

ME: When did I hold you?

Ghost Lady: On the chair beside the Eight Immortals' Table behind the screen of the Terror Bar, should I be more specific? You drank too much that day, and your hands and feet were all dishonest. Didn't you realize that your clothes were put on by someone else? Hehe …

I didn't reply immediately. The reply she had just given me was very long, it would take at least a minute or two to type, and it would take faster players to do it, but she had replied within a second or two after I had sent the message.

Even if she typed it into WeChat or used a web page, it was impossible for her to be this fast.

Unless, she had edited the text in advance, and copied and pasted it.

I asked her who she was, and she said that I hadn't asked her when I hugged her, and then I asked when I hugged her, and her following reply, which I did exactly according to her rhythm, so that she could reproduce the words she had edited in advance in order to increase the mysteriousness.

Thus, I only need to follow no routine and I will be able to see through her plans.

According to her last message, I should have answered her, really, impossible, how could I, what I really did, that sort of thing.

This time, I didn't follow the usual pattern.

ME: Send me a photo. Hurry up, I need to wear a black silk milk photo. I need it urgently. Don't fool me with my picture.

I said to myself that even if she did wear black at the moment, it would be impossible for her to take a picture of her face so quickly.

She didn't send the photo, she only replied with two words: Idiot.

Heh, as expected, you edited your plans in advance after coming with me.

She looked through her circle of friends and found nothing.

I got up to smoke a cigarette, wondering if it was really Xiaoqian who had added me as a friend, but I didn't think I'd done anything alcoholic that night.

Then, who exactly was Xiao Qian? Was she the one who went to the hospital to steal medicine and then drugged Zhao Yao's wine?

After a while, she still didn't reply.

I sent another message: "Are you Xiaoqian?" What is your true identity? Where are you? I want to see you...

The other party still did not reply.

I tried voice chat and video chat, but no one answered.

I'm tired, I'm going to sleep.

He looked at his watch and saw that it was 1 o'clock in the morning …

I was stunned.

He had checked the time when he was playing WeChat, it was not even 12 yet. Why was it that more than an hour had passed since he got out of bed to smoke?

He looked at Li Fengyun's phone again and confirmed that it was indeed 1 o'clock in the morning. He felt a deep sense of fear.

Previously, when I was working in the store, I saw a shadow of Xiao Qian flying past me, but I didn't see her after chasing me out. Not long after that, Li Fengyun came over and asked me what I was doing there.

That's right. According to my perception, it should have been about ten minutes. How did it take more than an hour?

My perception of time has really changed a lot!

How could this be!

I am very afraid that humans will always have an instinctive fear of this inexplicable phenomenon or thing.

There was no reply from the WeChat with the ghost of a beauty. I lay on my bed, feeling uneasy. I couldn't understand why my perception of time had deviated so greatly.

He thought about it carefully. Other than his three years of experience, he didn't seem to have suffered any blow or effect. Besides, he had been able to identify the time since he left the clinic. How did it turn out like this?

What went wrong? Was my brain electrocuted at the clinic? No way...

"..."

Ye Zichen looked at his phone in the morning, but the ghost girl still didn't reply.

I made up my mind. No matter if Li Fengyun believes me or not, I have to tell him what happened to me.

When he was done packing up, I finally spoke. I told him about the two times I met Xiaoqian, how someone who might have been Xiaoqian added me as a friend and chatted with me.

Li Fengyun listened silently for a long moment, then said nothing. I guess he didn't know what to say. He was afraid that if he said too much, it would make me feel disgusted.

After a while, Li Fengyun finally spoke, "Are you sure that the person adding you to Weibo's trust is Xiaoqian? And the person you saw at work was Xiaoqian as well?"

"Probably."

"It's not a false impression that you created based on your previous experiences?"

Hm?

According to my own thoughts, these three experiences should have been Xiao Qian. However, after Li Fengyun asked, I became suspicious.

I don't even f * cking know how to sense time, how can I confirm that my judgement is correct?

Maybe Li Fengyun was right, I was hallucinating.

This feeling of self-denial is really very bad, just like the time when I was electrocuted in a clinic for three years, and I would lose myself …

No, no, I still have the "ghost of a beauty" message on my phone.

He quickly took out his phone and showed it to Li Fengyun. Unexpectedly, he only smiled in disdain, "Ol 'Three, what do you think this WeChat can say? "The other party just used the name of 'ghost of a beauty' and that red lantern image of the Terror Bar, is there any value in that?"

This made sense … Based on these records, it couldn't be said that the mysterious Xiao Qian existed.

Rather than calling Xiao Qian a fox demon, I believe that she was more of a hiding person with ulterior motives, causing all kinds of strange things to mess up my mind. Coincidentally, my mental state was not good during this period.