bdsm-fiction Chapter 281 Does the Miss Know What You Are Thinking?
Chapter 281 Does the Miss Know What You Are Thinking?
The third doctor's office on the first floor happened to be Luo Zhaoyan's.
In other words, Jing Li knew there was an operating room on the first floor because Luo Zhaoyan told her?
Zhou Ruhua knew that this operating room was a coincidence. At that time, her physical condition had become worse and worse. Even if she took a lot of medicine to control it, there was still little effect.
A doctor who was still in the hospital at the time told her that she would have to go abroad for treatment.
Or, let the doctor who returned from studying abroad, Luo Zhaoyan, treat her.
But at that time Jing Li had not yet entered the sanatorium, and her chance of meeting Luo Zhaoyan was very slim.
Later, after Luo Zhaoyan entered the sanatorium, Zhou Ruhua found an opportunity to sneak into Luo Zhaoyan's office to ask him for help, and accidentally saw the operating room.
It was probably at that time that Zhou Ruhua suddenly gave up her treatment.
She rarely took her medicine and let her health deteriorate until she couldn't even feed herself.
The record stops abruptly at the end.
The last sentence reads, maybe, we won’t see each other again.
Apparently, Zhou Ruhua passed away not long after this record.
Before she died, she buried the notebook, hoping someone would see it.
I guess it must have taken her a lot of effort and time. Is the person she mentioned in her records, whom she will never see again, Jing Qiao?
"If Jing Li knows about this, and Zhou Ruhua also knows about it, then does Jing Qiao also know about it?"
This is just Qin Wei's guess, but it is not completely unreasonable.
After all, they are in the same nursing home. Even if they cannot move freely on each floor, the first floor is a public area.
Did Zhou Ruhua really never tell Jing Qiao about this?
Or did Jing Qiao actually know about it but just didn't tell Gu Chaoxi?
For a moment, no one knew what was going on in everyone's mind, and everyone seemed a little distracted as they looked at the notebook.
"It's getting late, go back and rest first."
Zhao Xu only figured out a little bit of the situation in the office on the first floor today. Pei Yan guessed that he might be thinking of going to the doctor's ward in the evening.
Judging from observations in the yard and the corridor, only Luo Zhaoyan's office was relatively larger than the others.
Gu Chaoxi and Pei Yan looked at each other, just smiled with their lips curved, and then walked upstairs.
There's no point in thinking about it now, so I might as well see what happens tonight.
When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, there was indeed a noise coming from the corridor.
Pei Yan got up from the bed, carefully opened the office door a crack, and looked into the corridor.
In the sanatorium at night, only the dim wall lamps in the corridor can illuminate the way under your feet.
He looked ahead and saw a blurry figure moving towards Luo Zhaoyan's office.
If you look closely at that action, you can still recognize it, Zhao Xu!
Did he really wait until night to set out?
However, Pei Yan guessed that even if Zhao Xu could get some clues, he would not live long.
Since Luo Zhaoyan was able to inherit that office, it proved that the people behind the sanatorium trusted him very much and even gave him great autonomy.
He must have been part of the sanatorium for a long time.
Pei Yan closed the door gently and sat down in front of the desk.
It was pitch black outside the window, and all I could see was black.
He listened quietly to the noise outside, but there was no sound as he imagined. Does that mean Zhao Xu didn't find anything unusual in the room?
But in fact, as soon as Zhao Xu entered Luo Zhaoyan's office, he was blinded by the sudden light.
When he subconsciously raised his hands to cover his eyes, a sharp scalpel was placed on his neck.
Luo Zhaoyan's voice was soft and low: "Don't make a sound."
The blade was cold against Zhao Xu's neck, so he naturally didn't dare to move.
Slowly putting his hand down, Zhao Xu also saw the scene in front of him clearly.
There was a table and a chair in the small office, and a thick black curtain hung on the window, blocking out all the light.
"Who asked you to come?" Luo Zhaoyan looked at Zhao Xu coldly.
However, Zhao Xu sneered when he heard this: "Do I need someone to call me here? Don't you know what you did?"
"You put me in a nursing home, but you also want to kill me. How can you take all the good things for yourself?"
If Luo Zhaoyan was in a coma, Zhao Xu might not be so sure that he did it so quickly.
But he was too alert. The sound of Zhao Xu opening the door was so small, but he was able to wake up immediately and come up with a countermeasure.
Although Zhao Xu is sometimes simple-minded but strong-limbed, he is not always simple-minded.
Hearing what he said, Luo Zhaoyan sneered and put down the scalpel in his hand.
"You know you can't beat me."
Since he was able to have the two of them appear in the sanatorium without anyone noticing, he naturally had a way to make Zhao Xu die easily.
Although he knew that what he said was true, Zhao Xu did not want to give up.
"Even if I die, I want to find out why you did this."
It was clearly agreed to put him and Chen Jiang into the sanatorium so that the two of them could take revenge on Zhou Susheng.
But Zhou Susheng did not die, but Chen Jiang died in an unclear manner.
"You don't need to know the reason."
Luo Zhaoyan had a cold face and rubbed the scalpel gently with his fingers.
He agreed to bring Zhao Xu and Chen Jiang in because he hoped Zhou Susheng would die, but these two people couldn't even do this, and there was also the risk of exposing him. It would be better for him to kill these two people himself.
As long as Zhou Susheng is in the sanatorium, I will always have a chance. Why should I rely on others?
Besides, he knew what Zhao Xu thought about Jing Li.
He hates people like this.
Is Jing Li also someone he can desire?
"That bottle of water on the table, either you drink it yourself or I'll help you."
Luo Zhaoyan didn't want to waste time talking to him, so he raised his hand and knocked the scalpel on the table.
Zhao Xu looked over and saw a cup of milky white water on the table. Even a fool could tell that something was added to it.
It was probably at this moment that Zhao Xu suddenly understood a lot of things.
He put his hands on his hips and laughed, and it took him a while to stand up, holding his stomach.
"Doctor Luo, does the young lady know your dirty thoughts about her?"
Without waiting for Luo Zhaoyan to say anything, Zhao Xu kicked him directly.
But Luo Zhaoyan was able to gain a foothold in the sanatorium thanks to his real ability. He immediately raised his hand to block Zhao Xu's kick and grabbed his ankle and pulled it.
Zhao Xu fell to the ground, gritted his teeth, turned over, got up and continued to rush towards Luo Zhaoyan.
Pei Yan stood up from his seat and carefully opened the office door again.
This time he tilted his head and could barely hear the sound coming from the office over there.
Although the sound was small, he still imagined what happened.