Chapter 247 Wu Fu 84 Why

The night scene outside the window was dark, Xing Conglian and Su Fengzi stood at the window on the second floor of the police station, lit a cigarette, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Su Fengzi put one hand in his pocket and rested the other hand on the window sill, as if he was looking at the night scene at will: "Your opening remarks are really polite, anyway, you have to follow Lin Chen to call senior brother to listen."

The people around him didn't respond, Su Fengzi turned to look, Xing Conglian did not say a word, his face was very dark, and he was in a really bad mood.

He had no choice but to take it on by himself: "Mother Su was hung up. She always felt that she did something wrong and was too worried. Let me roll over and see if I can help."

"How is the teacher?"

"Tsk, it's so smooth when you call him a teacher." Su Fengzi laughed half-heartedly, and then said, "I don't know, the old man is so old, he has a life and death."

Xing Conglian frowned, and the atmosphere became awkward and silent again.

Su Fengzi wanted to say something, but Xing Cong Lian Feng's sharp and slightly self-deprecating gaze glanced at him: "He knows that you will come to take care of the aftermath for him, so he is so relieved to bet against Shen Lian."

Smart people are so troublesome, they can't deceive them by making excuses. However, considering Xing Conglian's mood, Su Fengzi decided to shut up. He pulled his tie, loosened it a bit, and said, "Okay, I want a video of the negotiation between Lin Chen and Shen Lian."

"I thought you knew everything." Xing Conglian said.

"Even you can't control everything, how can I know everything?" Su Fengzi asked Xing Conglian with a smile.

Xing Conglian's complexion darkened again, and he stopped speaking, but simply took out a pair of headphones and handed them out, took out his mobile phone, placed it on the windowsill, took two steps back, and leaned against the back wall. .

Xing Conglian trusted him so much, probably because of Lin Chen's face. Su Fengzi put on the headphones directly, clicked on the video, and lowered her head to press the play start button.

The smell of cigarette smoke was pungent in the air. After watching it for a while, Su Fengzi couldn't help but turn his head. He asked Xing Conglian to ask for a cigarette and a lighter. He lit the cigarette in his hand and took a deep breath.

Then he turned back to Xing Conglian and said, "Promise me, after he wakes up, take it easy with him."

"Are you sure he's still awake?" Xing Conglian grasped the most crucial point.

"He won't do things that are purely life-threatening. Shen Lian knows very well that only when Lin Chen is alive and awake again can she continue to play. So, look, your consultant Lin uses a small His skills will closely link him to Shen Lian's destiny." Su Fengzi looked back at the screen and said admiringly.

Xing Conglian had finished his cigarettes. He was looking at him with extremely cold eyes at the moment. Feeling the eyes behind him, Su Fengzi turned around helplessly and patiently explained to the man who was just abandoned by his lover and was in a very unhappy mood. Get up: "I'm really not arguing for Consultant Lin, but betting against Shen Lian is a very classic small threshold technique in negotiation. If the other party promises you a trivial matter, she will easily agree to your next request. He is for the next layout consideration."

"Do you think I care about this?" Xing Conglian interrupted him very simply and asked back, "Why did he do this, how witty and correct he is, how hard and forced he is, do you think I care?"

Xing Conglian's voice was very calm, with a hoarseness that he had just finished smoking, so he seemed extremely depressed. The light in the corridor was dim, and Su Fengzi didn't know what to do next.

"Then what do you care about?" Su Fengzi asked.

Xing Conglian lowered his head slightly, raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at him with dark eyes. Just when Su Fengzi thought that Xing Conglian would not answer, she heard the other party say, "I care about him."

The whole meaning of this sentence is that even if he doesn't care about me, I still care about him.

Su Fengzi's breath stagnated. He didn't expect Xing Conglian to be so straightforward. Thinking of how difficult it was for Xing Conglian to maintain restraint throughout the negotiation process, he could only take another deep breath and said, "In this world There are too many difficulties, but the ones he encountered were especially difficult."

As if confirming something, just as he finished speaking, Xing Conglian's cell phone rang.

Su Fengzi looked at the words "Doctor Wang of Tzu Chi Hospital" on the screen and instantly understood something.

And Xing Conglian reacts faster.

The detective captain took a step forward and quickly picked up the phone, even forgetting the fact that the call was connected to his headset.

The avatar on the phone was someone like a police officer or a doctor arranged by Xing Conglian in the hospital. He anxiously told Xing Conglian that Lin Chen's condition was not very good after he fell ill, and that the first treatment plan failed.

Xing Conglian just listened quietly, and for a moment, he seemed helpless and desperate.

Su Fengzi silently took off his earphones, and Xing Conglian also hung up.

They stood opposite each other, Xing Conglian said first: "I'm going to the hospital."

"Then I'll go to Zhourui Pharmaceutical." Su Fengzi turned around and waved at Chong Xing Conglian.

"Zhou Rui?"

"You don't really think that I'm here to help by listening to Mrs. Su's words?" Su Fengzi turned back and smiled.

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Xing Conglian didn't care what Su Fengzi was going to do, and he quickly drove to Tzu Chi Hospital.

The hospital is located in the southeast corner of Hongjing, mainly for mental illness and psychological problems.

In the middle of the night, some patients fell asleep after taking the medicine, and some refused to take the medicine, struggling with hallucinations and anxiety that ordinary people cannot experience mental torture.

But Lin Chen chose the former and suffered the pain of the latter.

In the ward, the two doctors were passing the restraint belt through Lin Chen's body and fixing the struggling patient to the hospital bed.

Xing Conglian was standing at the window. The sound insulation of the hospital was so good that he was completely silent and illusory as if he were watching a silent film.

The diagnosis and treatment curtain was half-covered, and the room was dark. Lin Chen's upper body was completely covered by the light blue medical curtain. He saw some hazy light and shadow. Lin Chen's neck was raised in pain, his shoulders were forced to press down, and his three fingers were wide. The restraint belt pressed over Lin Chen's shoulders and fixed him firmly on the bed.

Then there was the arm, the restraint belt held Lin Chen's elbow mercilessly, followed by the wrist, the doctor moved skillfully and mercilessly.

Lin Chen's hand was exposed outside the diagnosis and treatment curtain. Through the gap between people, he could see Lin Chen's hand. He was very familiar with these hands. But at this moment, Lin Chen's fingers twisted into a tangled shape, completely unable to control himself, like his twisted and painful soul at the moment.

Xing Conglian felt that it was a miracle that he could stand here.

The doctor took out a new medicine and wanted to inject Lin Chen.

Probably because the surroundings were too quiet, at some point, he felt that his soul was split into two or many people.

A certain part of him rushed into the ward, frantically drove everyone in it out of the ward, held Lin Chen down and hugged him tightly, just like every desperate and affectionate man in the TV series would do. However, another part of him was in a different space, and he realized that he had experienced such a scene once.

It seemed to be in a rain forest filled with gunpowder smoke, and the air was full of rotten and stench. Lin Chen was standing on the line of death, and he tried his best to pull Lin Chen back.

He put Lin Chen in his arms and clearly threatened Lin Chen that if he puts his own safety at the mercy of others next time, he will definitely lock Lin Chen with a chain, so that Lin Chen never has to go out the door again step.

He seemed to remember that when Lin Chen said that he missed him, it was probably something similar, which made him feel both sweet and sad.

Then, he found that when something like this happened again, his so-called threat would have no effect on Lin Chen at all. Lin Chen would still be generous and come forward, but he would be extremely cruel to let him experience this kind of pain and suffering again. Moments of powerlessness.

There have been moments like this before, and there will be again.

For a moment, Xing Conglian always felt that someone was saying to him, is it better for you to break up with Lin Chen? He is so strong and doesn't need your protection. Your existence is a drag on him.

It must be the real voice that belongs to the most painful part of his personality, but it may also be the hallucinations in his ears because the door of the ward opened and the doctor opened for a while.

In short, in this short time and space, at the door of this ward, everything he experienced was completely unreal.

He also heard Lin Chen's voice, he never knew that Lin Chen could make such a voice.

That kind of high-frequency roar can't even belong to human beings at all. It's like splitting the vocal cords completely and then randomly splicing them together, which is ambiguous. But he could still barely analyze that Lin Chen was shouting "Go away" in an extremely shrill voice.

Lin Chen's hand was swung desperately, as if trying to break free from the hospital bed, but the syringe in the doctor's hand was still firmly and refusing to stick to Lin Chen's arm. down.

The doctor pushed the door open, as if to say something to him, but he could barely see his lips open and close, but he couldn't hear what the other person was saying.

Only then did he remember why he was standing here.

About a few hours ago, when they came out of the Zhou Rui Building, the red glow had faded so much that it was impossible to see the color, and only a faint ray of light remained on the horizon.

Lin Chen was lying on the ambulance, and he asked to be alone with him for a while.

His subordinates all thought that Lin Chen was going to report some secret news to him or make a final account, but only he knew that it was the moment when Lin Chen apologized to him and wanted to make amends.

Lin Chen sat in the car, took his hand, and said to him in a gentle and nostalgic tone: "I'm very sorry, no matter what, you have to walk with me. I also need to be treated like ordinary patients, see Whether or not conventional psychotropic drugs are effective for the insanity caused by this drug, you have to work hard, get things sorted out, and remember to come and see me."

There's nothing wrong with this sentence, it's sensible and clear.

If it wasn't for the fact that the ambulance's windows were not covered with reflective film, he believed that Lin Chen would have kissed him at that moment.

And he just looked at Lin Chen like this, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say why.