Chapter 30: The Note 2

  "Who is Wen Shu? Your girlfriend?" Old He asked humorously.

  "Good friend!" I raised my voice and said: "She was the nurse in charge of me at the psychiatric hospital. She has always taken good care of me, and today she saw me off when I left the hospital."

  "Oh, it's not easy to make good friends in a mental hospital!" Old He said with a smile.

  The implication of this sentence is that he thinks I have a mental illness just like others do. This is not pleasant to hear, so I lowered my head and only ate, no longer speaking.

  At night, only one person is allowed to stay in the hospital to take care of the patient. I advised Old He to go back, and before he left, he insisted on making an appointment with me to take turns guarding for a day.

  After he left, I sat alone beside my elder sister and took out the note from just now to read it again. The handwriting on it was very sloppy, with about 80% resemblance to my sister's usual handwriting. If she really wrote this, she must have been in a great hurry at that time. What do these few words represent? Did my sister find a clue to break the curse?

  I thought about it and decided to call Li Xiaoshu, wanting to ask if he knew what the clue on this note was. However, Li Xiaoshu didn't answer the phone, so I sent a text message asking him to reply when he had time.

  The next morning, Old He appeared at the door of the ward with a big bag of breakfast. I was surprised that he didn't go to work. He took out his mobile phone, flipped to the calendar page, and told me: "Yesterday was Sunday, and I took a day off to receive your case."

  "So today is Monday, and Li Xiao Hao went to get the mail?"

  "Who is Lai Siu-ho?"

  Uh, I inadvertently let it slip out of my mouth, and I quietly slapped myself twice. The police uncle would not believe such a monstrous thing.

  "Wrong, wrong, it's Xiaoshu."

  "Oh, I don't know, haven't returned to the office yet, hurry up and have breakfast."

  Lao He took out all the breakfast dishes one by one and placed them on the table, handing me two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk.

  I took it and started gnawing, thinking about the note while I was gnawing. Why didn't that guy Li Xiaoshu return my call? By this time in the morning, Li Xiaohao should have gone to get the mail already.

  "Ah choo...... Ah choo......" Just as I was thinking, Old He suddenly started sneezing one after another, like a pepper bottle that had been knocked over.

  "Old He, don't worry about it?"

  "Don't... ah choo... tight..." With this sneeze, saliva and snot sprayed out together, hitting my soy milk, clothes, everything.

  I immediately lost my appetite and took the opportunity to put down the dim sum while pretending to look for tissues, never wanting to eat again.

  "Sorry, sorry," Old He said, wiping his nose and apologizing repeatedly. "I'll go back to take some medicine and bring you a clean set of clothes."

  Before I could even recover from the nausea, Old He had already slipped away.

  I tidied up the remaining breakfast, putting what I hadn't eaten into the fridge and throwing away what I had. Then I went to the bathroom to clean off the dirty things on my clothes, sat down in the chair beside the sickbed, and returned to the problem of that piece of paper.

  Wang Cheng is our old home, where older sister went before something happened to her. Could it be that she returned to our old home and this note has something to do with it? Is the place she went to the address written on this note?

  At this moment, someone pushed the door and came in. I thought it was a doctor checking on me, but when I looked up, I was frightened. The person's eyes were staring at me with a fierce gaze!