Chapter 130 - 130 125 Is Mental Illness Contagious (4000

Chapter 130: Chapter 125: Is Mental Illness Contagious? (4000 words) Chapter 130: Chapter 125: Is Mental Illness Contagious? (4000 words) After finishing the call, Shen Jingchuan threw the phone onto the hospital bed.

Having said a few words to Shen Jinghe through this phone, he felt the device was as annoying as Shen Jinghe himself.

Witnessing her phone tossed to the foot of the bed, Wenyan: “…”

What did my phone do wrong? She’s hooked up to an IV here, how is she supposed to get her phone?

But Wenyan didn’t need to speak up.

Shen Jingchuan immediately realized his mistake and picked up the phone to hand it back to Wenyan.

“Here you go, this is yours. I heard Shen Jinghe insisted on visiting you at the hospital. You wanted him to come, right? Your mouth… never mind, you can wear a mask.”

Wenyan: [Now you ask me, what were you doing earlier!!!]

Shen Jingchuan touched his nose with a hint of embarrassment. What could he do, his mouth moved faster than his brain sometimes, and it wasn’t always easy to control.

After thinking it over, he decided to change the subject.

“Right, those two people we saw at the tea garden, do you know them? Oh, right, I forgot, you can’t talk right now.”

But no sooner had Shen Jingchuan finished speaking, Wenyan’s phone suddenly emitted a voice with no emotion, that of a robotic female voice.

‘The man who drugged me at our meeting said his name was Hou Wenbin, a producer. But I don’t recognize the other bastard. Did the police mention anything to you earlier?’

Shen Jingchuan: “…that works, what software is this?”

The emotionless robotic female voice: ‘Ha-ha-ha, aren’t you out of the loop. How many apps did you miss out on while you were abroad? It’s better here in China, the moon is rounder. I just type, and the software reads the text out loud.

‘Actually, I downloaded this when I was filming my last movie because I was playing a deaf-mute character. I picked up this software while I was learning sign language. Pretty cool, huh?’

Shen Jingchuan gave a thumbs up: “I think you’re the amazing one, your typing speed is really fast!”

The emotionless robotic female voice: ‘Of course, my typing speed is no joke. You haven’t shared what the police said just now. Is the man we beat up connected to that Hou Wenbin?’

“I’m not sure about that,” Shen Jingchuan said as he pulled up a chair next to the bed and sat down, “The police didn’t reveal much this time. They mainly came to check on your condition to see if you’re fit to give a statement, and they also brought your bag back. But I already declined on your behalf.”

“Also, it seems they’ve already got a name for that guy, should be Qiao Qinglang. They asked us if we recognized him.”

Qiao Qinglang? Wenyan fell into thought.

That name sounds familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

“What, do you actually know the guy?”

The emotionless robotic female voice: ‘I’m not sure, it’s a bit familiar. Actually, when I first saw him at the tea garden, I thought he looked familiar, but I just can’t remember where I’ve seen him before.’

“Can’t remember? Just like you can’t remember things from when you were young, the amnesia type?”

The emotionless robotic female voice: ‘No no no, it’s probably not that familiar.’

“Well, think harder. Do you want some water? I’ll pour you a glass.”

The emotionless robotic female voice: ‘Don’t drink, I’ve got medicine on my lips, can’t drink now.’

Shen Jingchuan looked sympathetically at the lower half of Wenyan’s face covered by the mask and sighed.

“Alright then, I won’t drink either, so you won’t feel tempted.”

Wenyan: […Who knew he could be so considerate, but it’s hardly tempting to crave a sip of water.]

But who exactly is Qiao Qinglang?

When it comes down to it, the only Qiao she knew was Qiao Kexin.

A few days ago, she had a conflict with Qiao Kexin at a banquet, and now…

The emotionless robotic female voice: ‘I remember now, this guy is Qiao Kexin’s older step-brother, if I’m not mistaken. The Qiao family’s second son, their stepfather has two sons, and Qiao Qinglang is the second one.’

“So you think what happened today has something to do with that Qiao Kexin? You asked me to lend you ten million before, saying it was to compensate for a classmate’s mother’s bracelet, and that was Qiao Kexin, right?”

‘That’s right. Though I don’t remember the past events, the chat history you showed me did mention Qiao Kexin’s name.’

“What’s the Qiao family’s angle? Did you offend the Qiao family, or did you offend that woman?”

‘Qiao Kexin’

“What happened, give me the details?”

“…” Wenyan fell silent, and the emotionless robotic female voice also fell silent.