Xiao Lang Jing

Zhao Meng sat in the corridor of the hospital ward and watched the video on his mobile phone.Song Qiran was still hanging water next to the door, the benches around him were empty, no one was there, it was only early October, and a man in his thirties was surprised by a palm-sized mobile phone. The screen was cold all the way from the head to the soles of the feet.

The video is a screen recording of a video played by a computer, which is less than 1 minute long.Although the person on the screen looked immature, Zhao Meng was sure that it was Song Qiran, the Song Qiran who was a student ten years ago.With a blank expression on his face, he walked to a chair opposite the camera and sat down. Zhao Meng heard the sound of the refill being ejected from the pressing ballpoint pen and the rustling of paper. Someone should be recording something outside the camera.

A voice asked Song Qiran a few questions.Include age, physical health, and reason for requesting intervention.

Song Qiran raised his head to look at the camera, Zhao Meng heard correctly, Song Qiran did indeed answer that sentence:

"I want therapy because..."

That sentence ended abruptly, the door behind him was pushed open, a middle-aged man in a suit entered the room, Song Qiran turned his head to look at him, and the video was also paused here.

Finally, the screen jumps and cuts back to the screen recording desktop. After right-clicking to open the display properties, the file information clearly indicates the generation time of the recording. It is indeed ten years ago, but the date is displayed at the end of December. Rather than the summer after the college entrance examination in the next year.

The timing is wrong.

The most important thing is that in the whole video, Song Qiran is conscious and calm, and there is no trace of being forced.

The reason for receiving treatment is also not right.

Yue Lan told Zhao Meng a very impressive piece of information. "They lied to you".

Now Zhao Meng knows that what Wei Xiaolong told him about Song Qiran being forcibly sent to the rehabilitation center and the specific time when he started receiving intervention treatment are all wrong.And there must be more things here, more things that neither Zhao Meng nor Wei Xiaolong knew about, were concealed.

Zhao Meng even began to doubt the safety of the drugs that Song Qiran had overdosed on recently.

Once anxiety started to form, it was difficult to resolve it. His heart was full of vigilance, and he was unwilling to believe anyone's words now, including Yue Lan.

He has already shown his cards with his family, and there is no way out.Right now he only has Song Qiran, and on this issue, he will not allow anyone to use him to do anything against Song Qiran.

The phone rang and his little one was looking for him.

"Where have you been? I'm cold and thirsty. Can I drink milk?"

Zhao Meng stared at the news on the screen and smiled unconsciously.

He always felt that Song Qiran always stayed up late and worked overtime in order to improve his sleep quality. Whenever he had the opportunity, he would buy fresh milk and give it to him before going to bed. Now that he got used to it, Song Qiran would look for it like a kitten waiting to be fed. He wants milk.

"I'll go buy it for you right now. I'll be back in a while."

After replying that sentence, Zhao Meng got up and went downstairs.This is a hospital in the county, and the facilities are not complete. There is only a small supermarket that sells everything in the hospital area.Zhao Meng bought milk and calcium milk biscuits, and weighed a bag of oranges. When he checked out, several black private cars of the same model drove into the courtyard and drove towards the outpatient building. He glanced outside and saw that the license plates of the cars were all For Qinghe, Zhao Meng's movement of paying the money froze, and he rushed out the door as soon as he grabbed the thing in his hand.

The car was going straight to Song Qiran's infusion department, and it was parked downstairs. When he arrived, all the engines had been turned off, and there was no one left in the car.

Zhao Meng had a very bad premonition in his heart. He ran into the building and rushed up the stairs to the third floor without even waiting for the elevator. There were people guarding the stairs. There were four of them. Almost fought with them.

But a voice stopped them just in time.Zhao Mengxun looked around and saw a middle-aged man holding the doorknob of the infusion room and making a silent gesture to everyone.

"Qi Ran is asleep, don't wake him up."

Zhao Meng didn't know who he was, but he recognized him at a glance. In the video Yue Lan sent, it was the man in front of him who finally opened the door and entered the room to make Song Qiran look away.

He seemed to have known that Zhao Meng was Zhao Meng, and stretched out his hand to him calmly and gracefully.

"We're meeting for the first time, Officer Zhao, I'm Song Xincheng."

Zhao Meng didn't move, nor did he shake hands with him.Song Xincheng was not embarrassed, but flipped his palms to change positions with ease. He pointed to his forehead. On the same place on Zhao Meng's face, there was still a circle of gauze wrapped just now.

"Are you hurt? Seriously?" he asked.

The place was scratched by a firewood stick, had tetanus, and had three stitches.But Zhao Meng didn't answer.

Song Xincheng looked at the clothes on his body that he hadn't had time to change. Under the coat, he could vaguely see the blood stains left on the white vest. When he checked Song Qiran's situation just now, he also saw the same dots of color on Song Qiran's shirt. It will be confirmed that it is not Song Qiran's own blood, so he is relieved for a while.

But not all nerves were completely relaxed.The situation in front of him was still very difficult, Song Xincheng sighed, and said to Zhao Meng:

"I entrust Qiran to you because I hope you can take good care of him. You shouldn't let yourself get hurt like this."

"This injury is not serious. It doesn't hinder you when you eat, sleep or move. It's not as serious as you think."

The implication is that it is impossible to take people away from me.

"You don't understand," Song Xincheng shook his head. "What I'm saying is, you shouldn't let yourself bleed. You shouldn't let Qi Ran see you bleed. This will cause serious consequences, much more serious than you think."

Zhao Meng was puzzled. He had many questions to ask, but he couldn't let go of his guard against Song Xincheng. In the end, he only chose the safest way to ask:

"why?"

Song Xincheng's eyes became serious when he heard the words, and he made a gesture, and the four secret service personnel behind Zhao Meng suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Meng's shoulder and elbow joints.

"Because it reminds him of things he shouldn't have thought of ten years ago." Song Xincheng said.

Zhao Meng suddenly stood still.Song Xincheng made another gesture.

"Officer Zhao, let's talk in another place."

As soon as his words fell, the people who captured Zhao Meng pushed him towards the elevator door together. The elevator door opened, and Zhao Meng was pushed in. Song Xincheng followed closely. When he pressed the button, he was still thinking about the matter. It really became quite troublesome. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let Xiaolong stay in the provincial capital alone.

At the same time, Song Qiran, who had fallen asleep, was supported by his head and laid flat on the bench in the infusion room. The family doctor of the Song family and his assistants sterilized the needle tube with their portable equipment and took it out of his vein. a tube of blood.

"What do you mean by Qi Ran remembering ten years ago!" Zhao Meng asked impatiently as soon as he got into the car.Song Xincheng didn't take him too far. After going downstairs, he just drove away from the hospital and parked on a secluded road less than two stops away from the hospital. He and Zhao Meng were in the same car and sat on Zhao Meng's left hand side. .

Song Xincheng waited until the cell phone he had been pressing on his lap vibrated and received a message. After he read it, the corners of his mouth that had been tense all the time were completely flattened.Seeing him leaning back on the seat back, Zhao Meng showed a tiredness that might be mistaken for an illusion.

Zhao Meng got the answer he wanted.

"Qiran met you ten years ago, when you were carried out of the Luojiashan security zone by the rescue team after you were shot on 11.4." Song Xincheng replied.

Zhao Meng suspected that he had misheard every word of that sentence.

Song Xincheng didn't give him time to ask questions.

"That day he would also go to the mountain to sketch. I asked Xiaolong to tell you about it. But what you don't know is that after the news of the Luojiashan kidnapping case was broadcast, it was Qiran who came to me and proposed that he should do whatever he wanted. Let me come forward and take him to the scene where the special police are on duty at the foot of the mountain. He has to find someone. The person on duty at the No. [-] Middle School Police Station said that in the case of heavy rain and thunderstorms that may cause landslides, the signal is too poor to get through. For the students' phone calls, I sent an auxiliary policeman up the mountain to look for them and bring them back, and that auxiliary policeman is you."

"You said that on 11.4... Qiran went to find me...?" Zhao Meng couldn't believe it.

Song Xincheng moved his lips, revealing an emotion that looked like he wanted to laugh, but it wasn't.

"Of course he was looking for you. He knew you before that, but I didn't know it at the time. I just thought he was a classmate in the art test class who was worried about being trapped on the mountain. If I knew, Zhao Meng, I would definitely won't take him there."

Song Xincheng turned his head and stared at Zhao Meng's face,

"You suffered a gunshot wound to your left scapula, a penetrating wound, a broken bone fragment lacerated a blood vessel and caused massive bleeding, and you rescued a student locked in a culvert with a gunshot wound, strenuous exercise plus showering Hypothermia, when you were carried down the mountain, you had already entered hemorrhagic shock, and you looked like a dead person. It was my fault, I didn’t keep an eye on Qi Ran in time, and let him see that scene. I told you before, let Qi Ran However, seeing you bleeding will have very serious consequences, just like when he saw you back then, when he watched you being carried into the ambulance, just one glance, he thought you were dead."

Song Qiran thought he was dead, Zhao Meng's brain seemed to be tied with a knot, he thought at a loss, what would happen if he thought he was dead, would the little guy feel sad for him?But Song Qiran doesn't remember him at all, the first time they met was at Song Qiran's home in the provincial capital, as if they had never met before that, and Zhao Meng didn't have anything related to Song Qiran ten years ago Recalling, how did Song Qiran know about him, and even went to find him for his sake?

Song Xincheng watched the changes in Zhao Meng's facial expression without saying a word. He could accurately guess all Zhao Meng's thoughts at the moment. Tell Zhao Meng, but he didn't expect Song Qiran's headache to recur so quickly.

Everything was so unexpected.

Song Xincheng showed Zhao Meng the message he had just received. It was Dr. Li who had served the Song family for many years.

"The young master's blood test results showed that the content of the drug ingredients exceeded the standard, indicating that he had increased the dose of the drug, which indicated that his body had either developed significant drug resistance, or, another possibility, some external This stimulus loosens the memory valve, and the drug can no longer reach the hippocampus."

Song Xincheng put down his phone after showing the message.

"Zhao Meng, listen to every word of what I'm going to tell you next." He spoke to Zhao Meng again with a gloomy voice, "Because you are not the only one who left PTSD sequelae on 11.4. In the initial stage after learning that you were finally rescued, Qi Ran developed an extremely paranoid personal emotional cognition, and in some cases, that paranoia would even deteriorate into quite unstable extreme emotions, accompanied by violent tendencies To put it simply, all the people who have hurt you will get their unreasonable hostility and hatred. At first, it was the wanted criminal broadcast on the news, then it was the students in the art test class, and finally it was even diagnosed that he was unwell that day. The doctors on the mountain were all angered by him. He is a good boy, so he knows better than anyone that that emotion is abnormal. His original purpose of going to the rehabilitation center for diagnosis was to overcome that bad psychological tendency. The final result of the treatment is what you see now ten years later. It is true that due to my negligence at work, Qi Ran was exposed to illegal violence during the treatment process, but his headache The disease is not a sequela of forced treatment, but a sequela caused by forcibly suppressing paranoid impulses and erasing related memories. Every time he relapses, he is actually suppressing the emotions that suddenly lost control because of your injury. Because of this With such a big risk, I will walk on eggshells every day, and I will not hesitate to send the most powerful assistant around you to monitor your life. I don’t know what he said to you and did during the time he left the provincial capital. What, but the message that Dr. Li just sent, it literally means that Qi Ran is about to remember."

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Many of the previous details should be able to match now, please believe that Xiao Song is really a good boy, and the next update will start to update on time at ten o'clock in the evening