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I didn't expect to wake up, smelling of disinfectant. I still went back to the hospital that I hated very much. When I opened my eyes, I saw Liu Haitao sitting by my bed.

This is really ironic, "Are you awake?" He asked when he saw my letter.

"Why are you here?" I said weakly.

"The hospital called me and I came." He answered disapprovingly.

Yes, I only have one person in this city, and there are only a few people coming and going in my mobile phone.

"Don't worry, I called my aunt, and she will come here in the afternoon."

"I have nothing to do with you. You don't have to come here." I hate hypocritical people.

"Are we all right or friends?" He is a little ruffian.

I don't want to talk to him more. I know that nurses come in and I always close my eyes to refresh myself.

"You're awake, come and check it."

The little nurse is very cute and her voice is sweet.

"Family members should avoid it." I really like this little nurse more and helped me get rid of Liu Haitao.

The air in the room is much easier all of a sudden.

The little nurse's hand was very light. She helped me measure my blood pressure, heart rate, and checked the wound on my head by the way. After her reminder, I found that my head was wrapped like a zongzi.

"Don't worry, it's just a stitch, it doesn't hurt the bone, and it's scary to see how much blood there is. I know you used to be our doctor." The little nurse is really good at talking.

"I want to ask you to let the man outside the door go first, say that I need to rest and help me find a mirror. This is a personal debt I owe you, okay?" I said with a smile.

"What kind of inhumanity, I'll do it right away." The little nurse agreed very quickly.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw her walk out of the ward. Just as I was about to rest, the former director of the department came and my colleagues came. He sincerely expressed his comfort to me and fully hoped that I would come back to work. I said, think about it.

In the afternoon, the little nurse helped me find a makeup mirror, and I asked her to hang a sign saying "Do Not Disturb" before she calmed down.

In the evening, my mother finally came and naturally cried when she saw my appearance, but what surprised me was that my mother went back that night. Her intuition was that something had happened. But I can't protect myself like this, and I'll wait for me to get better.

It's almost 3 days later, and I'm still prepared to remove the thread. But when the doctor removed the bandage on my head, he was still shocked. Of course, the hair is gone. But the scar on the top of the head is too shocking. The stitch on the top of the head formed a "well" character, and it seemed that the scalp had been almost peeled off at that time. Fortunately, there is no disfigurement on my face. It seems that I want to thank the store manager. I laughed at myself.

Because there was no infection and no complications, I was hospitalized for a week. My parents didn't show up. Maybe there is something really something wrong with my family. Instead, Liu Haitao came. I'm more surprised that I don't need to work hard. I don't have that courage.

"Anyway, thank you for picking me up from the hospital." I sat in the passenger seat and thanked him.

"There are no friends." He answered well.

"What happened to the store manager?" I'm very curious about my case.

"It's strange that the clerk rushed in in the morning and called the police until he saw you." He paused and continued, "The store manager fell on the ground beside you, with a circle of hair around his neck. Your scalp has almost been stripped off, but the wound is tightly wrapped in a towel to stop the bleeding, otherwise you can't live. Now the police estimate that there may be a third party, but they have not found any traces of a third person present.

After listening to his words, I was lost in thought. Who saved me?

"I asked my friend to investigate a little in the Public Security Bureau. When the store manager was in Taiwan, he had been mentally abnormal after his wife died of leukemia and chemotherapy. He said that he cut his wife's hair and was killed by the monster in his hair.

I won't ask who his friend is. He has many ways. What about his daughter?"

"Daughter, he doesn't have a daughter, ah, he was pregnant with a daughter when his wife had leukemia, but she miscarried."

I was completely stunned. Let Liu Haitao drive and take me home.