mtl008 Chapter 180 Are You Twins?
Chapter 180 Are You Twins?
Because of concerns that some snakes had not been completely driven away, Yang Xining and Fu Qi were temporarily arranged to live in Fu Qi's uncle's house.
Fu Qi's uncle, a lonely old man who never married, lived alone in a slightly shabby three-room courtyard.
Since Fu Lin is still receiving treatment in the hospital, he cannot go home.
In addition, Yang Xining also learned from Zheng Wenbin that Xiao Zonghe had withdrawn from the recording, so there were enough rooms.
The next morning.
The recording was stopped again today because the program crew's filming equipment broke down for some reason.
While the staff were organizing the equipment, Yang Xining decided to go to Fu Lin's room to see if there were any other hidden dangers.
Uncle Fu's house is separated from Fu Qi's house by a small path.
Yang Xining quietly came to the gate of Fu's house, but found that the door was locked.
She looked around and made sure that there was no one around. Then she nimbly climbed over the wall and landed in the yard.
When I arrived at Fu Lin's room, I saw that the snake hole had been covered with thick wooden boards and surrounded by stones, with no signs of movement.
Yang Xining took a quick look at every corner, and after confirming that everything was OK, he checked his own room, and finally stayed in the woodshed for a while.
Just as she turned to leave the woodshed, her sharp eyes caught a glimpse of cold light in the pile of firewood.
She walked over, flipped it open and took a look.
It turned out to be the dagger that he always carried with him!!
How did it fall here?
Yang Xining remembered that she had thrown the dagger at the black shadow yesterday.
And now, the dagger appears here...
Suddenly, doubts and uneasiness surged in my heart.
It was already past 8 o'clock when Yang Xi's family returned to Uncle Fu's house.
Fu Qi hasn't gotten up yet.
This is a little different from the usual routine.
"Knock knock knock~" Yang Xining couldn't help but knock on Fu Qi's door.
"Fu Qi, haven't you gotten up yet?"
What followed was the hurried and somewhat messy sound of people getting dressed.
Two minutes later, Fu Qi finally opened the door.
I saw that his face looked extremely pale.
Yang Xining quickly glanced at him and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Why are you so pale?"
Fu Qi forced a smile and shook his head: "Brother Ning, I'm fine. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
Although Yang Xining had some doubts, he did not ask any further questions.
She then picked up the steamer in her hand, which was steaming and emitting the tempting aroma of soup dumplings: "The program team bought a lot of breakfast, you can ask Uncle Fu to come and eat together. The dumplings today taste good, he should like them."
Uncle Fu is over 60 years old. Normally, people of this age usually sleep less and are accustomed to getting up early.
However, today, until this moment, Uncle Fu still showed no signs of getting up, which was indeed a bit unusual.
Upon hearing this, Fu Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to be secretly surprised.
He nodded and turned to walk towards Uncle Fu's room.
Five minutes later, he came back with a calm face and said calmly: "Brother Ning, let's eat first, uncle has already eaten."
"Has he eaten?"
when?
Yang Xining didn't remember Uncle Fu leaving the room.
"Well, let's go. After we finish eating, we'll go to the hospital to see my brother."
Yang Xining nodded.
He thought to himself: What happened yesterday might have been publicized by the media, and Fu Xiaolong who is far away in Beijing must be worried.
After thinking it over again, Yang Xining decided to send a text message to Yan Tian and ask him to pass it on to Fu Xiaolong.
He and Fu Qi are going to visit Fu Lin now, so Fu Xiaolong shouldn't worry.
The two then took the program crew's car to the hospital.
Fu Lin lay quietly on the hospital bed, still in a coma.
His former madness had been replaced by the tranquility of the moment. After being carefully groomed by the nurse, his messy hair no longer covered his face, but instead added a bit of serenity.
Yang Xining stood beside the bed, looking carefully at Fu Lin's face.
Then, her gaze slowly turned to the side and fell on Fu Qi who was peeling an apple with his head down.
"Fu Qi," Yang Xining finally spoke, with a hint of curiosity in his voice, "I just realized that you and your brother look a lot like each other. Are you twins?"
Fu Qi paused for a moment, then raised his head with a faint smile on his face: "No, we are brothers, it's normal to look alike."
Changing the subject, he asked, "Brother Ning, who do you think is better looking, me or my brother?"
Yang Xining was stunned when he heard this.
She felt that Fu Qi at this moment was somehow different from usual, a little bit... demonic.
"Brother Ning." Fu Qi waved his hands in front of Yang Xining.
Yang Xining came back to his senses: "Ah? What happened?"
"It's okay, this apple is for you." Fu Qi handed the peeled apple to Yang Xining.
Yang Xining took the apple, took a bite, and the sweet juice overflowed in his mouth.
There was a strange light flashing in Fu Qi's eyes, but Yang Xining did not notice it.
"Brother Ning, after this show is finished, will you stay in the village for a while?"
Yang Xining shook his head and said truthfully: "No, I have other things to do."
Fu Qi's eyes flickered for a moment, then returned to normal: "Brother Ning, I want to go to the capital, too."
Yang Xining patted his shoulder and said boldly: "Go ahead, it only takes a few hours by plane. Don't worry, as long as you come to see me, I will definitely receive you well."
At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome doctor in a white coat walked in.
He looked at Fu Lin's condition, then said to Yang Xining and Fu Qi: "The patient is no longer in danger, and the toxins in his body seem to have been suppressed to some extent before he came to the hospital. I wonder if you have done anything special to the patient before this?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Xining explained, "In fact, I only used some simple herbs for preliminary treatment, but I didn't expect it to be so effective."
Doctor Junxiu gently adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at her meaningfully, and said slowly: "You did a good job. These herbal treatments obviously played a positive role for the patient. But we don't know why the patient is in a coma, but we need to continue to observe. You can go back first and come to visit after the patient wakes up."
Hearing this, Yang Xining and Fu Qi had no choice but to nod.
On the way out of the hospital, Yang Xining received a reply from Yan Tian, and her face changed drastically after reading it.
"Brother Ning, what are you thinking about?" Fu Qi asked curiously when he saw Yang Xining frowning.
"Fu Qi, you said this morning that your uncle ate by himself? What delicious food did he make?" Yang Xining asked casually.
Fu Qi said calmly: "Oh, uncle said he wanted to eat something light, so he cooked some porridge."
Yang Xining nodded: "Is that so? Then let's bring him some food when we go back later."
"No, uncle eats very simply, so we don't need to bring him food."
Yang Xining smiled faintly: "Okay, then let's go back and see him and talk to him later."
When Yang Xining returned to Uncle Fu's house, he felt an indescribable sense of depression as soon as he entered the door.
The whole courtyard was so quiet that even the wind seemed to have stopped blowing.
She looked around and saw that everything seemed normal.
The door of Fu Qi's uncle's room was tightly closed, and there was no sound at all.
Yang Xining frowned and decided to knock on the door to see.
However, just as her hand touched the door, she heard a voice from behind: "Hey, you're back."