Chapter 3: Amphetamine 03

Ye Qiao’s first reaction was to close the door.
However, when the hand reached out and just touched the handle, the black-backed dog had already slammed into the door and bit her wrist. She recovered it painfully, and the dog's tooth print was printed on the tiger's mouth. It was a painful pain in the heart, and the whole arm was numb.
The German black back is a military dog. Standing up to her shoulder, she rushed up and there was almost no room for dodge. Ye Qiao stuck the door frame backwards and stepped back to the entrance of 2302. He shouted and shouted: "Is there anyone?"
The black back stepped tightly, and the smoky scorpion flashed light, as if he would bite again at any time.
Ye Qiao's entire back is tense and hits the cabinet at the end of the entrance: "Is anyone there?"
"Wang!"
The black back is once again throwing forward. Ye Qiao refused to take care of the other things, sweeping the things on the cabinet to the ground, and the candlestick under Jesus's image was broken. Ye Qiao caught a lighter in a panic and slammed it on his head. The black back fell down painfully, and after two steps back, the eyes stared at her with blood and madness.
She almost wants to give up resistance, let it tear her skin, or her throat. The imagination that was broken down turned out to be the desire that she had been expecting in her body, and she was ready to move in her blood.
She longs for a complete demise.
At the same time, there was a cry from the side: "Desa!"
The black back immediately stopped the attack, fell to the ground, and a soft squeak in the throat.
Ye Qiao looked back vigilantly, and the tall man had a single glove on his shirt, and the button had not yet had time to buckle. He approached her in the look of her hair. The wallpaper facing her is covered with ancient religious patterns and woven into a medieval crucifix-style crucifix.
He is half-length, and his arrogant muscles are filled with the primitive powers of ancient Greece and Rome, like a classicist statue, with a strange harmony with the murals behind him.
Actually the man last night.
The statue stood by her side, loosening her tight fingers and putting the lamp in her hand back, looking at her eyes full of inquiry: "Miss Ye?"
He even remembered her.
Ye Qiao has a double eye. She also recognized him, but the change of her talent made her heart break through the throat, opened her mouth and found that she did not know his name, and could not speak for a while.
Zhou Yanshen took the door with her hand, and Yu Guangli saw her bleeding hand. The eyebrows were slightly stunned: "Is it bitten?"
Ye Qiao was only able to return to God. The hand movement was a painful tingling pain. He couldn’t wait to explain his own break and nodded. "Is there water?"
Her wounds are deep and need to be rinsed with plenty of water.
The numerous needle-like tingles that touched the water flow slowed down and the pain gradually became numb. Ye Qiao sorted out his thoughts and said, "Sorry, I live in your door and go out of the way when I get out of the elevator. Your lock seems to have problems. I don't know why it can be opened."
Zhou Yanshen interrupted her: "What password did you lose?"
"679352."
"This is my home password."
Ye Qiao: "..."
This too singular fate, so that the words she is going to explain next will be forgotten.
Zhou Weishen helped her control the water flow and expand the wound area to clean the animal's saliva and possible viruses. He prevailed, and the eyes that opened the wound did not have the slightest pity.
Ye Qiao hurts to numb almost collapse, the calf is slightly soft, and takes a deep breath to force himself to experience this pain. He put a hand on her arm, the heat on the body is attached, but the sound is not much temperature: "You can bear it."
He was exposed to his chest and abdomen, and a strong male atmosphere caught her. Ye Qiao did not adapt to such intimate contact, not to mention that he treated the injured woman in a rough way without any pity, like rescued the wounded in the battlefield.
She turned her head and tried to confirm that he did not deliberately tease her, but ran into the familiar, dusty eyes.
However, apart from this, it is not the same as he saw last night.
The man who sneaked in the old-fashioned residential area and the high school girl late at night. He was stunned by the sneak peek of her salesman, and the slutty sounds she heard while bathing, as if it were not the front of her living apartment, the goddess, the porch hanging decoration paintings were her father’s masterpieces. the man.
Ye Qiao was dumb for a while, suddenly realized what he was, and turned back: "You set this password because of the painting at the door?"
Zhou Yanshen turned off the water flow and brought medical alcohol to her for initial disinfection. He heard the words look up: "Yes." He licked the alcohol with a cotton ball and took her injured hand. Ye Qiao subconsciously recovered: "I come."
Ye Qiao took the cotton ball and gently put it on the wound, piercing the pain at the bottom of his heart. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes tightly, and then opened her eyes, and there was an unusual excitement in her eyes.
Her movements were too light and too slow, and Zhou Yanshen couldn't help but hold her hand and wipe her for her. Ye Qiao resisted his cold-blooded wound treatment, but did not say, just stared at his hand: "Why were you there last night?"
Zhou Wei screamed at her, and the index finger suddenly moved. Her whole person was trembled.
He laughed: "If you are afraid of pain, turn your head and don't look."
Ye Qiao’s eyes didn’t leave his hand for a moment:
I’m used to watching.
The unknown is more frightening than the pain in front of her, and she is used to hard-hitting.
"Is it painful to see?"
"I am not afraid of pain."
Zhou Yishen’s technique was re-applied, pretending to touch, and screaming at her rabbit:
Lie’s boring.
Several times he attacked, Ye Qiao was annoyed:
You...
suddenly covered a generous palm, cold eyes The man is born with a woman's body temperature.
At the same time, the wound is immersed in alcohol.
His strength is not light, and he controls the pain in a range that can be tolerated and can end as soon as possible. Ye Qiao slightly opened his mouth, but felt that it was not as painful as expected, and he took a breather and regained his light.
When she frowned, she looked a little cold: "Is there anyone who told you that you hate it when you make your own claims?"
Typical Chinese man, machismo.
Zhou Yanshen did not take the initiative to raise his eyebrows and turned to him and asked: "Do you like that picture too?"
The porch of the painting, the painting master of the painting master Xu Wei, "The Secret of the World", the frame is intertwined with six hidden figures by the impressionist color and light, forming a riverbank scene at sunset. Therefore, it was also named by the collector as "679352" - the number in the painting.
Ye Qiao looks slightly: "No. Do you like it?"
"I don't appreciate it, I don't like it." He stepped back and leaned against the living room with solid wood and glass display cabinets. His handsome side face and long body shape reflected on the glass, wearing a finger of a thin ring. A button on the chest.
The atmosphere seems to be condensed.
The troubled black-backed dog slid his tail and stepped over, and sat down in front of Zhou Weishen and snorted.
Zhou Hao squatted down and touched its shiny, slippery fur, and Desa leaned his head and closed his eyes to enjoy. Zhou Yanshen pinched his chin and twisted it, facing Ye Qiao: "Come, apologize to her."
Ye Qiao put a tourniquet on himself, and when he turned his head, he heard a loud barking. This black back has been strictly trained, and the appearance of being in danger is serious and serious, like a soldier who marches.
She was still a little worried about the dog, and she smiled but didn't smile on her pale face.
"It seems to be hurt." Ye Qiao looked at his claws sideways.
Zhou Yan deeply lifted the dog's right paw, and there was a scarlet mouth, which was estimated to be drawn by the pieces she had kneebed down. He sterilized the alcohol from the first aid kit on the coffee table, wrapped it with a bandage, and was very skilled. The black back of the prestige is screaming at him, and it looks very pitiful.
Ye Qiao can see that he has a deep feeling for this dog: "Sorry."
"Desa is a military dog, and it hurts. You don't have to apologize."
Ye Qiao had to change the subject: "There is still the candlestick. I don't know what was wrong at the time. If you look at it, I will pay compensation according to the price." When talking about the candlestick, all rational thinking returned at this moment. Ye Qiao looked solemn - hurting the other's faith, in her eyes is a very serious and do not know how to apologize.
"No need to pay." Zhou Yanshen clearly saw her another layer of meaning, saying, "I look like a Christian?"
Ye Qiao shook his head. He doesn't look like a believer in heaven, more like a goblin in hell.
Zhou Yanshen took a silky and unclear smile and smashed the key to the car: "Go to the vaccine. Go."
Someone in the WeChat group gradually sent a message.
Gu Jin invited a strange micro-signal to join the group chat. Ye Qiao could almost imagine his gentle smile through the words: "Welcome our female No. 1 Cheng Jiang into the group."
The female star of "Watcher" has not been released to the outside world. Only Ye Qiao knows that Gu Jin has been looking for an actress who can perform the character's own complex humanity.
Ye Qiao asked him: "Can't I?"
Gu Jinxiao said: "You are too soft. There is no such resilience."
Therefore, she did not pick up the female No. 1 who was trafficked to the mountains, but chose a trafficker who had a more singular character. She used to be a lonely girl standing in the Scottish bagpipes. The bottom-level villain in the reality theme is also a breakthrough on the road.
However, can Cheng Jiang do it?
An idol actress who won the prize in the costume drama, even if she is qualified for many years of competition, can she be qualified for this breakthrough female number one?
Ye Qiao took a half-face and smiled, but because he was old love, and Cheng Jiang was a new love. Whether it is a movie or a reality, it is because the other party is redder than her.
Zhou Hao opened the car deeply, and Ye Qiao sneered in the rearview mirror. It was ironic for a while and self-deprecating for a while.
From seeing her first face, he felt that she was like a contradiction between herself and herself.
However, Ye Qiao seems to think that no one else can see it. It is natural to refer to his left amount: "Is your injury hurting, will you stay?"
"what?"
"It’s a pity that you are looking at this face."
Zhou Yushen hooked his mouth and laughed, and the temperature of the cloudy sun.
She seems to want to work hard not to think about something, and keeps looking for words: "When did you move over? A month ago, the agency seemed to be taking people to look at the house."
"Half a month ago. I didn't see you when I moved in."
"I was filming at the time."
This is a lie.
At that time, she had already finished the filming of "Sleeping Wind" and lived in Gu Jin for a long time. If it is not like that, how can it be like her, how can it break his good play with Cheng Jiang?
Zhou Yanshen found that she was in a self-enclosed memory and stepped on the brakes: "It is here."
The CDC is familiar with Ye Qiao's situation. The nurse who was responsible for giving her an injection was in her forties. She looked at her eyes and felt very distressed: "The bite is so heavy. Such a white hand is a ruin, and you have to leave a beggar in the future."
Zhou Wei paid the fee back and heard this sentence, remembering that she said it was a pity in the car. Why didn't she feel that she was a pity?
Ye Qiao only cares: "I have had heart surgery, is it important?"
"Reassure, rabies vaccine can be played by men, women and children. It doesn't matter if you have had a major surgery."
Ye Qiao’s eyes are dark and unremarkable. Zhou Yan deep removed his gaze. He confirmed that the eyes she had just asked were clearly expecting a "important".
The nurse tried the needle and infiltrated the wound: "The little girl is very poor. If the mad dog has to add another needle of serum, it will be strengthened again later. Otherwise, a little girl is ruined all her life."
Ye Qiao's expression was calm and his brows did not wrinkle. She had a painful sensation and she felt happy.
Instead, Zhou Weishen asked: "How many times do you want to play?"
"She bite very hard, it is best to come every day for the first six days."
Zhou Hao nodded deeply.
The injection is coming to an end. The nurse is very satisfied with the patient who is not afraid of pain. She smiles and helps her to bandage: "You look like a female star, what is it called? Can't think of it."
Zhou Yan leaned in the window and smoked, watching Ye Qiao react, but found that she was casting a glance.
Behind him was a white medical bed. In the faint smoke, her lips were a little white. The window he opened for smoking blew in a hurricane and brought her hair to her eyes.
Zhou Xiaoshen is about the most incomprehensible person, asking her: "What are you looking at?"