Your nemesis passed out again

Chapter 18 Meeting Chen Shuo for the First Time

Xun Qin's driving skills were impressive, one foot on the brake and one foot on the gas pedal, and Wen Ningshu's stomach was overwhelmed, not waiting for Xun Qin to have a chance to hit a big truck.

Wen Ningshu took advantage of the third turn off and switched the positions of the two.

From the corner of his eyes, Xun Qin sat on the co-pilot's seat and cautiously wrote to Wen Ning's blue lips.

"I can really drive."

"Well, it's okay."

Wen Ningshu's smile was as gentle as ever, and he followed Xun Qin's words, "I just said that I have lived for so many years, so it's not difficult to drive." Xun Qin said with a complacent smile.

In the darkness, the corner of his eyes glanced at Xun Qin's expression, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

It was late at night when the car drove back to the residence.

Wen Ning returned to the bedroom after rinsing, and saw Xun Qin was wearing a loose shirt, his stomach was covered by a corner of the quilt, and his slender legs were exposed.

He lightly covered Xun Qin with the quilt, and was about to withdraw his hand when Xun Qin grabbed his palm.

His body froze, and seeing that Xun Qin was still awake, he tried to withdraw his hand, but Xun Qin grabbed it even tighter.

"It's hot." Xun Qin muttered.

Wen Ningshu lowered his eyes, let Xun Qin lead him, and lay down slowly.

The scene in the morgue came to mind.

Xun Qin held his hand back in shock, as if if he didn't hold it for a moment, he would disappear in front of Xun Qin.

Holding this hand for the whole night, Wen Ningshu woke up with numbness and pain from his wrist to his forearm.

Carefully pulling his hands out of bed, Xun Qin grasped Wen Ningshu's hand again with sleepy eyes.

"Where?"

"Go to the hospital to see if you can find out where the old man lives."

"If you want to investigate this matter, I must be with you." Xun Qin's tone was stubborn.

"Do you need to see how tight it is?" Wen Ningshu said softly.

Xun Qin moved closer to Wen Ningshu: "Of course, if I came back late yesterday, would you still be able to sit here alive?"

"Why do you care so much about me?"

Xun Qin was taken aback, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be hiding something: "Do you need a reason to care about someone?"

"Well, then let's go together."

Seeing Wen Ningshu agree, Xun Qin let go of Wen Ningshu's hand and sat up on the bed.

At the dining table, Xun Qin held the blood bag and stared at Wen Ningshu all the time.

While reading the newspaper, he ate the bread slowly.

Obviously not as delicious as blood, but seeing him enjoying his breakfast, he still couldn't help swallowing.

"Is it delicious?" Xun Qin asked.

Wen Ningshu casually pushed the cashmere bag in front of Xun Qin: "Try it."

"Human food, eating it will cause stomach upset." Xun Qin said.

"Why do you want to become a vampire?" Wen Ningshu folded the newspaper on the table.

"I have no choice, let alone food soaked in fresh human blood, there is no problem eating it."

"When Nina was still alive, she liked to enjoy human food in this way. After her accident, the current situation forced me to live so luxuriously."

Xun Qin lowered his eyes, mentioning that there is always sadness in Nina's eyes.

"The Nina you said was someone you once liked?"

Xun Qin smiled and shook his head: "She is my elder relative, the one who gave me a second life."

After Wen Ningshu drank all the milk in the glass without saying a word, he glanced at the time on his phone and changed the subject.

"It's almost time to go."

Xun Qin nodded, and Wen Ningshu got up to clear the dining table.

"To be honest, I don't really want you to be involved in this matter. You almost..."

"You also said that it was almost, it's okay."

Xun Qin choked up, knowing that he couldn't be persuaded.

From the moment I met Wen Ningshu, he has a gentle appearance and a stubborn personality.

Once a decision is made, no one will listen to it.

Now that most of Xun Qin's body has recovered, except for the too strong sunlight, the others can't do much harm to him.

The weather was gloomy, just to save a cumbersome equipment.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the two came to the hospital.

Wen Yuhe saw Wen Ningshu appearing from afar, and dodged to hide in the ward.

Wen Ningshu simply sat in Wen Yuhe's rest room and waited.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Yuhe had to go back to the office to get the patient's X-ray.

In desperation, he had no choice but to throw himself into the trap.

As soon as he took the X-ray, he immediately excused that there was a patient who wanted to leave, so Xun Qin closed the door first.

"Are you that afraid of me?" Wen Ningshu sat on a chair holding a paper cup.

The tea leaves in the paper cup have stretched out and sank to the bottom.

Wen Yuhe smiled a little stiffly as he looked at the watery tea soup in the cup.

"It's rare to see you running towards me."

"It's also rare for me to see you. I hide when I see you. Since I was young, I didn't like to pester me the most."

Wen Ningshu took a sip of tea: "Or is it because you were ashamed about encouraging Xun Qin to pursue me last time?"

"I didn't at all! This kid is talking nonsense!" Wen Yuhe pointed to Xun Qin and hurriedly explained.

Wen Ningshu chuckled: "Okay, I haven't known you for so many years."

"Then what you came for."

"I just want to ask the address of the old man sent to the funeral home by your hospital two days ago. He was sent to our funeral home just two days ago, and we are still looking for someone in the newspaper."

"It would be best if the old man's children could be brought to claim the body before the cremation, so as to avoid other disputes in the future."

"He's not my patient, but I know his attending doctor well. I'll go out and find out for you. Maybe I can find out where he lives."

Wen Ningshu nodded, and Wen Yuhe left with the X-ray.

About a quarter of an hour later, Wen Yuhe came in again with a small note in his hand.

"It's the old man's address, but don't get your hopes up too much. A colleague also went there at the time. There aren't many people living there, so it's hard to find useful information."

Wen Ningshu took the note, glanced at the address on the note, and put it in his trouser bag.

"Has anyone in the hospital lost blood and died recently?" Wen Ningshu asked concerned.

"Those few murders are safe, and they must have left."

Wen Yuhe took a deep breath: "Go back and give me a good rest, look in the mirror and see how ugly your face is."

Wen Ningshu got up and patted Wen Yuhe's shoulder, signaling him not to worry.

Then he took Xun Qin away from the hospital.

The old man lives in an old building in the western suburbs.

Some time ago, Wen Ningshu had read in the newspaper that the old building was about to be demolished.

However, due to the problems of several nail households, the date of demolition has not been set yet.

The car drove near the old building, and the surrounding buildings were almost demolished.

Only the low wall and a dilapidated old building stand out in the dust.

At dusk, the sky is pale yellow.

Because the area around the demolition is basically uninhabited.

Xun Qin looked up at the old building.

"The population is sparsely populated for a long time, and lonely souls and wild ghosts love to stay in these places. Your physique is not suitable..."

Xun Qin hadn't finished speaking.

Wen Ningshu had already leaned on the wall near the second floor.

Xun Qin was so frightened that he ran to the wall and stretched out his hand, fearing that Wen Ningshu would accidentally fall off the wall.

Wen Ningshu held onto the window on the second floor.

Already 1.8 meters tall, the appearance of trying to climb other people's windows now seems nondescript.

"Wen Ningshu, you bastard, you're going to kill yourself, right? You're so delicate and weak and you're playing Spider-Man for me? Come down for me!"

Wen Ningshu's foot slipped, and Xun Qin turned pale with fright.

"Shh, don't talk, I'm easily distracted when you open your mouth." Wen Ningshu said softly.

Xun Qin looked at Wen Ning's book worriedly.

It wasn't until Wen Ningshu opened the window on the second floor that Xun Qin stood downstairs and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Ningshu sat on the window and carefully moved into the house, but hadn't entered the house yet.

Turning his head, he happened to meet the eyes of the man who entered the door.

Wen Ningshu had an impression of this face.

He is the owner of the ID number that failed to be inspected.

The man picked up the fruit knife on the table and aimed it at Wen Ningshu, and dialed the police on his mobile phone.

"Wait, you are Chen Shuo!" Wen Ning wrote.

The man put down his phone: "Do you know my name?"

"I'm a staff member of your father's funeral home, and I came to see you this time for your father's affairs." Wen Ningshu turned into the room through the window, "Can we talk?"

"I said I won't take care of his affairs."

Wen Ningshu knew that Chen Shuo had been sent to a fully closed training school by Mr. Chen, where Chen Shuo suffered a lot.

But judging from the current situation, what he knew should only be a small part of the matter.

Wen Ningshu couldn't say such stupid words as 'you forgive him'.

After all, the torment did not fall on him, and every word of comfort sounded like sarcastic remarks from others.

"There are always bills to be settled at hospitals and funeral homes."

After thinking about it for a long time, I can only say this.

"Emotional debt collection has come to the home."

"It's not just that, since Mr. knows about him, the person who leaves will die without children, right..."

"So what if you know? His matter has nothing to do with me. You can deal with it as you burn love."

Chen Shuo sneered, and picked up the household registration booklet on the table: "When he burns the money, I won't give you any less, and he won't even think about it at the end!"

"Excuse me, there are still four days at most before the cremation, I hope you will change your mind during this period." Wen Ningshu put the business card on the table and left through the main entrance.

Just as he walked to the door, Chen Shuo's cell phone rang.

Wen Ningshu stopped at the door, listening to the sounds inside the house.

"I'll be right back. I'll buy food for you if you want to eat tonight."

The gentle voice just now changed its tone immediately: "What did Xiao Li go to the funeral parlor for? What does the matter between us father and son have to do with you? Don't forget how he treated you back then!"

Hearing the voice, he felt resentment towards the dead old Chen.

"What else can I do if I claim it? His memorial service has nothing to do with me, just hang up like this."

Chen Shuo hung up the phone, turned around and saw that Wen Ningshu hadn't left.

With a sullen face, he closed the door heavily when he walked out.

The eardrum hurts with a loud bang.

When passing by Wen Ningshu, Chen Shuo glanced at Wen Ningshu abruptly, and walked downstairs quickly.