Chapter 1602： Black history of a lifetime

Chapter 1602 Black History of a lifetime

Chapter 1605 Black History of a Life

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"Yeah." Cloud painting tried hard to open his own swollen eyes like walnuts, but... it was uncomfortable.

More embarrassing.

She turned quickly and turned her back to him: "You... you get up first."

"Why are you doing it, you haven't seen it yet." Bo Siqing smiled helplessly and reached out and pulled her hand with her eyes open. "I look, hey, this eye can't be swollen." ""

"You can't do it!"

Thin Secretary sighed and laughed. "Good, can you. Well, don't say this is the case. Even if the real walnut grows in the eyes, it is also the best in the world. Of course it can be."

"Hey!" The cloud painting was speechless by him. "Is it so ugly?"

“It’s not hard to see.” Bosi Qing said with a chuckle, “I took some photos and I can enjoy them later.”

"Thin Siqing!" The cloud painting is going to be blown up. "Is there something like this? Why are you taking this photo, delete it, and delete it quickly?"

"Of course, I will keep watching it later." Bosi Qing smiled. "Let's show the children later, see if their mother has a crying nose and crying into a walnut..."

"Ah - don't listen!" The cloud painting was stunned by him.

What child!

Early... early ten thousand miles!

The two men clamored for a while, and Bo Siqing asked the nurse to bring the ice pack and give her ice to reduce swelling.

I stayed in the hospital for one night. The next day, the two went back to the villa together, and the cloud paintings were blind.

After a while, I plunged into the study room, and Bo Siqing did not follow the past.

Looking at the mirror, the eyes are still a little swollen, but the cockroaches are not so obvious, but the red blood on the eyeball is also very obvious, and the eyes are very dry, she even needs high-frequency eye drops.

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At this time, in the living room, Bo Siqing and Zhou Shengbei Qian sat face to face, Song Song and Qin Yu also stood on one side.

There is a laptop on the legs of Bo Siqing.

If the cloud painting is here, it will be recognized at a glance. At this moment, the picture played on the laptop is the picture of the S-Shi mental health research institute yesterday.

Elsewhere, the camera may be a little less.

However, in Zone D, the cameras are everywhere, and researchers can always pick up the surveillance screen in any corner of Zone D whenever they need it.

What Xiao Siqing saw at the moment is the picture of the cloud painting and the silver-haired old man confrontation.

"When she saw the painting by the silver-haired old man, the expression was wrong. The whole person was like being settled." Zhou Shengbei Qian said, "I can see that this painting has a great influence on her." Big, big enough to be ignored. She tried to pretend to be calm, but actually I can see that she is afraid, she is very scared, afraid to put the whole body of the thorns up, even touch her. ""

After Zhou Shengbei Qian finished, the surveillance screen happened to be played in that scene. Zhou Sheng Beiqian wanted to pull the cloud painting, but he was violently blocked by the over-reacted cloud painting. The hand she waved was accidentally fanned to Zhou Sheng. Bei Qian’s face is very loud.

Such a rude and rude move, if it is under normal circumstances, she will feel very sorry, but in the moment, she did not find it at all, she seems completely unaware that she hit someone.

Bo Siqing freezes the picture and enlarges the picture...

In the picture taken by the high-definition camera, he can even clearly see that her neck and arms are goose bumps.

All of this shows that her nerves were highly nervous at the time!

To what extent is the tension?

She is so nervous that her brain can't even handle more normal emotions and normal behavior.

Bo Siqing continued to play the monitor screen.

Then, the recordings on the glass wall intercom were also played out.

"You will be the perfect piece of my life..."

The voice of the silver-haired old man is full of intoxication and longing.

However, the cloud painting sneered at it, completely without the kind of overreaction that she had seen before.

This at least illustrates a problem. She is not afraid of the brutal silver-haired old man, and she is not afraid even when the other party says she wants to make her the perfect work.

From beginning to end, she was only afraid of the painting.

Van Gogh's "Iris Flower".

One of the large blue irises, one with white flowers...

"This is the monitoring screen in Area C. The monitor is installed on a certain light pole. It is a little far away from her position. The angle is also facing away from the camera. I can't see her expression." Zhou Shengbei Qian said.

Bo Siqing did not say anything, his eyes focused on the surveillance picture.

On the monitoring screen, the cloud painting stands next to the large sea of ​​irises, staring straight at the sea of ​​flowers...

From her body language, she is in a state of full-spirited alert, she is in fear.

The thin color of Bo Siqing is very deep.

After he turned off the video, Zhou Shengbei couldn't help but ask: "Second brother, her reaction to the iris is too intense, you... know why?"

Bo Siqing did not answer.

Zhou Shengbei Qian continued: "Her kind of this kind of stress reaction needs a strong stimulation to form. I just can't think of what happened to her with this flower."

"This thing ends here." Bo Siqing turned off the computer and deleted the video. "The video on the other side of the institute was also deleted. This matter does not need to be known by others. The graduate student of the institute, Wang Xiaowen, Also arrange it."

"Yes." Song resigned directly.

Zhou Shengbei Qian frowned, "Second brother, you are a doctor, if you do not find out her source of stress, she may even have this uncontrollable situation in the future!"

"This matter does not have to be mentioned."

Bo Siqing directly reached a conclusion, there is no room for negotiation.

Zhou Sheng Bei Qian is quite confused. "Two brothers, is there any inconvenience? You know that this situation is not right. The best way is to slowly guide her to speak out and release the pressure in my heart." It is not for her to hide in the shell and say nothing, which is not good for her."

Bo Siqing looked up at Zhou Shengbei Qian: "Bei Qian, I have already said, this thing ends here."

Seeing his attitude is very serious, Zhou Shengbei Qian did not say anything.

"That's good." Zhou Shengbei Qian nodded. "But if... if she is in such a serious stress reaction... Second brother, you know what to do."

"Ok."

"That's good, if you look after her, we don't have anything to worry about." Zhou Shengbei Qian stood up. "I have to go back to the institute and have some things to do."

Bo Siqing slightly decapitated, let Song resigned Zhou Shengbei Qian left.

(End of this chapter)