Peking University, Department of Psychology.
Yan Zhen is now a graduate student in the Department of Psychology. After getting married, she did not give up her studies and applied for a graduate program at Peking University. She is now in her first year of graduate studies, and her supervisor is Duan Yihui.
"Yan Zhen, come to my office later." Duan Yihui's eyes fell on Yan Zhen, especially looking at her pure white dress, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Teacher, is there anything wrong?"
"There are some problems with the data in the paper you submitted before. I need to verify some content with you." Duan Yihui pushed the rimless glasses on his nose and spoke lightly.
Yan Zhen didn't doubt anything else and nodded.
She felt that there were many problems in the analysis report she had made before, so she asked Duan Yihui for advice.
The other students looked at Yan Zhen with envy.
Duan Yihui taught five students, only two of whom were girls. Yan Zhen had the best grades and the best performance among the five. Duan Yihui was particularly fond of her and always secretly gave her special tutoring.
It is a blessing for any student to receive selfless advice from a teacher.
Their grades are relatively poor, but that's only compared to Yan Zhen.
Seeing that Yan Zhen had the opportunity to receive individual tutoring from Duan Yihui, he was immediately envious.
Half an hour later, the class ended and Duan Yihui left and returned to the office.
As Yan Zhen packed up his things, the other senior brothers and sisters were filled with envy: "Yan Zhen, we really envy you. Teacher Duan is so kind to you and even gave you individual guidance."
Yan Zhen smiled upon hearing this and looked up at the person who spoke: "Why are you envious of me? You can always ask teachers for individual guidance. Professor Duan is the most selfless. No matter who comes to him to ask questions, he will patiently answer them."
"That's true. Yesterday I saw a junior girl who was either a freshman or a sophomore going to the teacher to ask questions, and the teacher answered her patiently." A senior nodded and answered with a smile.
"Are you talking about Lu Feifei, the sophomore?" Xu Qingmei, the only female student in the class, couldn't help but ask.
"Yeah, what? Do you still know Lu Feifei?"
"You don't know, Lu Feifei died today, and she died a tragic death. Her body was hung on the stone sculpture of the fountain in the city center square. Half of her skin was peeled off, especially the skin on her face." Xu Qingmei's face turned pale and she spoke in a low voice.
"Ah, no way?" Several people were shocked.
Xu Qingmei opened her phone and showed them the photos. "I only knew about this because I live in that area. I saw the crime scene this morning when I came to school. How could the murderer be so cruel? He killed people, and he did it in such a brutal way."
Yan Zhen's face turned pale, and a strong urge to vomit surged in her heart. She dry-heaved a few times, and finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom.
"Is Yan Zhen okay?" Xu Qingmei looked in the direction Yan Zhen left with some concern.
"Look at you, why do you say such disgusting things for no reason? It makes me want to vomit." A male classmate couldn't help but frowned.
The other two also nodded.
Xu Qingmei also felt a little embarrassed. She just heard them talking about this matter and happened to mention Lu Feifei, so she mentioned it. She didn't expect that Yan Zhen would react so strongly.
Xu Qingmei hesitated for a moment, but still followed him to the bathroom.
Yan Zhen vomited violently, but his stomach was empty. He vomited out all the jaundice water. His stomach felt burning and his face was pale. He was now running water in the bathroom to wash his face.
Seeing her look so ugly, Xu Qingmei was a little worried: "Yan Zhen, are you okay? It's all my fault. Why would I bring up the murder case? Can you still go to see Teacher Duan in this state?"
Yan Zhen slowed down, but the churning feeling in his stomach didn't ease, but became even stronger.
She pressed her chest, retched twice, and looked at Xu Qingmei with a pale face: "I'm fine, I don't know what happened, maybe I ate something wrong this morning."
"I can see that you look very unhappy. Why don't you not go? Go home and have a rest. I'll talk to the teacher for you. The teacher will definitely not blame you. Besides, it doesn't matter when we discuss the thesis. There's no need to rush today." Xu Qingmei saw that Yan Zhen looked very unhappy, so she persuaded him.
Yan Zhen hesitated for a moment. He was indeed feeling very uncomfortable. His throat felt like it was burning, his stomach was cramping, and the urge to vomit had not subsided.
She was also afraid that if she vomited when she went to Duan Yihui, it would affect Duan Yihui, so she nodded: "Thank you for your help, I really feel very uncomfortable."
As he spoke, he retched a few more times.
Xu Qingmei helped her out of the bathroom and said, "You're really not in good shape. Why don't you go to the hospital? I'll ask Cheng Yi to take you there."
Cheng Yi is the oldest among his fellow brothers and sisters, and everyone usually jokingly calls him the eldest brother.
Yan Zhen shook his head gently: "I'm not that squeamish. I guess it's because of the weather recently. I felt a little chest tightness and nausea when I woke up this morning."
Xu Qingmei looked at her hesitantly for a while before asking uncertainly, "Are you pregnant?"
They knew that Yan Zhen was already married, so Xu Qingmei had such suspicion.
Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment before shaking her head: "No, I just got my period last night and my stomach is uncomfortable. But it's strange. My period is usually quite regular, lasting two days, but last night I only had a little bit of it. I couldn't see it when I woke up this morning."
"I think your condition is really not right. You should go to the hospital quickly. I'll go call Cheng Yi." Xu Qingmei opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it for fear of being unlucky.
She had already caused Yan Zhen to vomit so violently and feel so uncomfortable, she couldn't do anything extra.
Finally, at Xu Qingmei's strong request, Cheng Yi personally took Yan Zhen to the school hospital, while Xu Qingmei went to Duan Yihui's office upstairs.
Duan Yihui's office was on the twelfth floor. When Xu Qingmei walked over, Duan Yihui was looking down at something. When he looked up and saw that it was Xu Qingmei who came in, he was stunned. "Why are you here?"
"Teacher, Yan Zhen suddenly felt unwell. I asked Cheng Yi to take her to the hospital. I came here to tell you." Xu Qingmei smiled and answered.
Duan Yihui was silent for a moment, "Go to the school hospital?"
"Well, she just watched the news and suddenly vomited violently. I guess there was something wrong with her stomach." Xu Qingmei explained a few more words.
Duan Yihui nodded to indicate that he understood.
After Xu Qingmei left, he immediately got up and left the office and went to the school hospital.
On the way, Qin Zijin looked at the system prompt, and suddenly the information on it changed: "Dead: Yan Zhen, time of death, one hour later, place of death, Beijing University Infirmary."
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