Poison (six)

The second floor of the gymnasium is five meters high, so it is unrealistic to jump down from the second floor. The windows on the first floor are neatly opened at a height of 1.8 meters, so it is very difficult to climb out from inside.

I guess Wang Zhiyao tried it but failed, so he stayed in there the whole time.

"Go along the road and turn left. It's the side door of the gymnasium. Can you open it for me?" Wang Zhiyao asked politely.

"Well, wait a minute." Yu Shu agreed readily.

Their steady and quick steps seemed to crush the faint light, and their shadows were like pillars supporting the shadow of the gymnasium. As they walked forward, the shadow of the gymnasium slowly tilted.

The side door was locked from the outside and they couldn't open it without a key.

"Ask the teacher for the key?" Yu Shu picked up the U-shaped lock and looked at the keyhole carefully.

Jiang Yu slapped Yu Shu's hand away, switched to the camera, recorded a short video, and sent it to the school director.

The security guard arrived quickly. He had no impression of Jiang Yu and Yu Shu, but he was too embarrassed to ask who these two people were when the school director asked him to come. What if they were relatives of the school director? He couldn't afford to offend them, so he had to do what he wanted.

The crisp click of the light switch was like a bell announcing good news, instantly dispelling the darkness in the hall.

The huge gymnasium was filled with the stuffiness of early summer. After taking two steps inside, the sticky air instantly attached to my skin and formed a film. When I slightly lifted my leg and took a step, I could feel the wetness of my underwear connecting to my flesh.

Moreover, there is a faint smell of plastic in the air. If you inhale a few times, your trachea will feel painful and blocked. Staying in this place for five minutes is unbearable.

"Wang Zhiyao! Wang Zhiyao!" Yu Shu's shouts echoed several times, but there was no response.

The security guard looked at them in confusion: "Wang Zhiyao was locked in again?"

"Do you know him?"

"Aren't you relatives of the school director?" The security guard looked up and down at the two tall and well-proportioned young men. They certainly didn't look fat like the relatives of the school director.

Jiang Yu keenly noticed something strange, lowered his eyelids and said lightly: "No, we are..."

The words "Taoist priest investigating a bizarre murder" had just come to his mind when Yu Shu bumped him inconspicuously with his elbow.

Yu Shu interrupted: "Plainclothes police."

The security guard breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder." He paused and continued the topic of knowing Wang Zhiyao: "This kid is quite miserable. He has been bullied since he transferred here in his senior year. Before, he was either locked in the sports equipment room or the classroom storage room. Now in this weather, he is locked in the gymnasium with no air circulation like a steamer. Tsk..."

"Is there no teacher or parent to supervise it?" Yu Shu's expression remained normal, but his voice and tone were several degrees colder.

The security guard has a very frustrating job in this school. The teachers here look down on him because he is a security guard who guards the door and controls the keys, and sometimes they even tell embarrassing jokes to make things difficult for him.

He shook his head and sighed helplessly. Thinking that these two people were quite kind, he treated them as a one-time confidant: "His homeroom teacher said that he is no longer a child in the third year of high school, and it is better to mind his own business. Besides, it takes two to tango. Why do others bully you but not others?"

"The teacher was trying to smooth things over, and Wang Zhiyao's parents were too embarrassed to accept the private settlement. His family wasn't well off, and he was admitted because of his good grades. I didn't expect this kid to be bullied like this for almost his entire senior year."

Yu Shu didn't respond. A gloomy look and helplessness flashed across his eyes.

As the three of them talked, they walked to the innermost part, which was the toilet where they met Wang Zhiyao.

That toilet is even hotter. Outside is the sauna room, and here is the alchemy furnace.

The high heat and the stench of ammonia make people dizzy, and the floor is dirty and slippery, making it easy to slip if you are not careful.

As soon as Yu Shuqian entered the room, he was already sweating profusely, with water trickling down his back. Jiang Yu wasn't much better. The long-sleeved white shirt he was wearing was already showing through his chest.

Wang Zhiyao was locked in the innermost compartment. When the door was opened, Wang Zhiyao had already fainted from heatstroke.

If they hadn't met by chance, Wang Zhiyao would have been the fourth murder victim if he had stayed in this environment all night.

"Drive the car in and take him to the hospital as soon as possible." Yu Shu commanded.

Human life was at stake, so the investigation was postponed for now. Taking advantage of Jiang Yu's absence while driving back, Yu Shu asked the security guard to help him buy a bottle of ice water from the school's student affairs department and get Huoxiang Zhengqi water and Shidi Shui from the school clinic.

Yu Shu fell into the back seat holding Wang Zhiyao.

Jiang Yu watched Yu Shu through the rearview mirror as he drove. Yu Shu nervously poured Huoxiang Zhengqi water into Wang Zhiyao's mouth, little by little. He drank the small bottle of medicine over a dozen minutes, constantly using ice water to wet paper towels to cool Wang Zhiyao down physically.

Although he was not a doctor who specialized in treating fever and colds, Yu Shu's emergency treatment was very effective, and the unconscious Wang Zhiyao's expression gradually relaxed.

"Who are these people?" Yu Shu's eyes were filled with anger. He looked up at Jiang Yu in the rearview mirror and said, "This teacher and parent are too outrageous."

Before getting on the bus, Yu Shu asked for the phone numbers of Class 17's new head teacher and Wang Zhiyao's father, but each of them was more irritating than the other.

Wang Zhiyao was locked in an oven-like gymnasium due to campus bullying and even fainted from heatstroke. However, the teacher was only concerned about the college entrance examination and did not say a word about the student's physical and mental safety. He repeatedly emphasized that the review progress should not be delayed, and that there were less than 30 days left before the college entrance examination, and that he must attend school on time tomorrow.

The parents were even more outrageous. When they answered the phone, they heard the noisy sound of mahjong. They even thought that the call was too unlucky and would affect his luck in playing mahjong, so they hung up directly.

Yu Shu lowered his head as he spoke. Wang Zhiyao's facial features were gentle, but his cheeks were sunken and he looked a little thin, as if the frames of his glasses could suffocate him. Yu Shu reached out and pinched Wang Zhiyao's wrist. There was not much flesh, just bones that were uncomfortable to touch. He was seriously malnourished.

Jiang Yu took advantage of the lack of traffic on the road, glanced at the rearview mirror, and said, "You and I are outsiders, there's nothing we can do. We're almost there."

Yu Shu sighed heavily. Jiang Yu was right. They were all outsiders. They could help this time, but not necessarily next time. There was really nothing they could do.

But as a doctor, he has seen a lot of birth, aging, sickness and death, and he is most afraid of seeing people suffer from illness, so he feels mixed emotions.

This hospital was where Yu Shu worked before. Now that he had stepped into it again, his identity could not be reversed. He had come here before to treat patients and relieve their worries, but now he was here to accompany the patients.

Yu Shu went to the emergency room with ease. The nurse recognized him and said, "Doctor Yu, please go to another department. There's no queue there."

"I'm fine. This kid fainted from heatstroke." Yu Shu pointed at Wang Zhiyao who was following behind and being picked up by Jiang Yu.

The moment the nurse saw Jiang Yu, stars appeared in her eyes. Yu Shu is gentle, well-behaved, handsome and non-aggressive, and the more you look at him, the more you like him. Jiang Yu, on the other hand, has a dark complexion but a cold temperament, and is extremely aggressive and visually impactful.

But she had good professional ethics. She just sighed in her heart for two or three seconds, and quickly got back to work. She found a fever-reducing patch and wet wipes to help Wang Zhiyao lower his body temperature.

Yu Shu noticed the nurse's sparkling gossipy eyes, forced a soft but cold smile, and said lightly: "He, my current boss."

When he was still working in the hospital, some young nurses who had just graduated would secretly say that he was a good match for so-and-so.

At first he was quite disgusted because they would even pair him up with men, but later he realized that the young nurses were just talking about it to relieve the boredom of their work, so he just ignored it and let them talk and laugh to their heart's content.

The doctor on duty said that fortunately the surgical emergency treatment was done well enough and Wang Zhiyao did not suffer any brain damage. However, because he stayed in a high-temperature environment with poor air circulation for too long, his coma would last for a long time and he needed a quiet and cool environment to recover.

Yu Shu called Wang Zhiyao's father again.

"I'm playing mahjong, why are you calling me? You've ruined all my luck! Damn it!"

As soon as the call was connected, Yu Shu was scolded. He was about to explain the situation when the call was hung up again. When he called again, he was blocked.

Yu Shu had no choice but to contact Wang Zhiyao's mother.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" The delicate female voice on the other end of the phone was a little sharp.

Yu Shudao: "I am from No. 6 Middle School, your son Wang Zhiyao..."

The woman became impatient the moment she heard Wang Zhiyao's name and interrupted Yu Shu's explanation: "Let him go find his father. I'm married to someone else and can't do anything about it."

Then there was a beeping sound effect of hanging up.

Yu Shu suppressed the urge to curse, and instead called Yu Huan, saying that he would bring someone back tonight.

"Ah? What's the matter? Why do you suddenly want to bring someone home?!" Yu Huan said hurriedly and nervously.

Yu Shu sighed and said, "Wang Zhiyao, Jiang Yu and I ran into him when we were working at No. 6 Middle School. He had a heat stroke, and his parents didn't care."

After all, Yu Shu has a good temper. When he was a doctor, he would secretly pay the medical expenses for patients who were not in good financial condition. Now it is impossible for him to ignore Wang Zhiyao.

Moreover, the hospital is short of beds. If a more critically ill patient comes and there are no beds available, it will be difficult to deal with.

After much deliberation, Yu Shu had no choice but to take Wang Zhiyao back home.

"Then I'll clean up the second bedroom now, otherwise I'll have nowhere to sleep." Yu Huan said.

Yu Shu didn't turn on the speakerphone, but Yu Huan spoke loudly and with full energy, and Jiang Yu could hear it clearly from the side.

He couldn't help but frown. There was no room left at home, so why couldn't he just leave Wang Zhiyao in the hospital and find a nurse to look after him for one night? Why did he have to do such a thankless task?

But the next second he felt that this was Yu Shu, and Yu Shu was too idealistic.

It is precisely because of this that when Yu Shu knew that Yu Ding'an had committed an unforgivable crime, he resolutely decided to kill his own relative for the sake of justice.

It would be really difficult for him to abandon the unconscious high school student in front of him.

Jiang Yu said, "If you don't have a room, put it at my place."

It was already a little after 1 a.m. when the medicine was finished. Fortunately, the hospital was not far from Jiang Yu's home and the traffic was smooth. He returned to Jiang Yu's home a little after 1:30 a.m.

Yu Shu walked around the basement and the first and second floors. Jiang Yu's living area on the third floor was not allowed, and he had no interest in prying into other people's private lives.

But I was still shocked when I saw it for the first time.

It was messy and luxurious. There was a colored porcelain vase from the Yongzheng period on the shelf, and Patek Philippe and Cartier watches were randomly placed on the wall. In contrast, the pants, clothes and socks thrown on the sofa were not washed, and the half-eaten snacks were not put away.

Well, it is indeed the life state that a man would have.

Yu Shu put Wang Zhiyao on the bed, wiped off the sweat stains on him, and changed him into the clothes he had bought on the way back.

Seeing that Wang Zhiyao's condition was more stable, Yu Shu thought that Jiang Yu was there and there was no place for him to rest, so he decided to go back.

"Still going downstairs?"

Jiang Yu took a shower and changed into pajamas. The open collar revealed his slightly red collarbone. He wiped his hair with a towel as he spoke, occasionally shaking off a few small water droplets.

Yu Shu nodded: "Wang Zhiyao stays with you, I'm going home."

Jiang Yu squinted at him for a moment, then slowly walked into the bedroom: "Wait a minute."

Anyway, there is no need to waste some time, so he might as well wait and see what new work arrangements Jiang Yu has to tell him.

A few minutes later, Jiang Yu took out a set of clothes and threw it to Yu Shu: "It's not like we haven't slept together before. The underwear is new. Wash it and go to bed. Don't run around at night."

ah?

Yu Shu's mind seemed to be filled with fog, blocking the direction of his thoughts. It took him a long time to react.

It was just a one-night stay, he wasn't picky about the place, but he didn't expect Jiang Yu to be so easy to talk to.

"Don't be so ambiguous."

Jiang Yu yawned softly, a tear falling from the corner of his eye. "You're thinking wrong."