But for you, lovesickness

——"Sorry, Miss Jin, my client doesn't want to reveal his identity."

——"Just tell me, is she short-haired, thin, and left-handed..."

The majestic rain drowned out the noise in an instant. Pedestrians avoided it for fear that it would be too late, but only some people ran in the opposite direction, pushed open the door of the shop, and rushed into the rain waves.

In a blink of an eye, everything from the top of the hair to the canvas shoes was completely wet, burying the people in the rain and mist, forgetting their scruples and running wildly.

·

Covered by a gloomy sky, the passing daylight hours accelerated abruptly.

Outside the window, the sky was dim and foggy.

Yun Yi couldn't bear it anymore, so he broke out, approached the door, and yelled at the door: "Zheng Yang! You are limited to 5 minutes to open the door. If you don't come out, no one will do anything to you. You don't want to see us, you can make trouble yourself, but I Let me tell you clearly, one of the members of the Jin family counts as one, and I will not let it go! Zheng Fan, and Zhong Xin, we have had enough." Yun Yi stood in front of the door, gritted his teeth bitterly, "Your Injury, someone should pay for it."

With a dull pain in her heart, Cheng Xin froze in place, vaguely understanding why Zheng Yang refused to see her, and the resentment they had towards Jin Yan, Jin Yan saw her indifference...

Suddenly a cluster of light hit his eyes, Cheng Xin raised his head, his blood was cold and his heart contracted suddenly.

The door in front of him was half open, and the person behind the door was as thin as a knife, and was wearing a striped hospital gown that couldn't support his figure.

Not only that, her hair was messy, and the broken hair couldn't cover the white gauze under her forehead, just like a half-closed door couldn't cover the bandages hanging on the narrow shoulders...

Tears immediately got out of control, Cheng Xin pushed the door and hugged her, trembling, "Why did this happen?"

"No." Zheng Yang lowered his head, swaying uncontrollably when being hugged, and whispered softly: "It's not her."

Being close at hand, Cheng Xin heard it most clearly. She paused, reached out and stroked Zheng Yang's back, "Okay, don't mention this...can you go and rest first?" Don't you want Second Sister?"

"Second Sister..." The Qinghuang girl put her hand on the slender waist of the person opposite, and murmured.

With a sore nose, Cheng Xin laughed, "Let's go, Second Sister will accompany you to rest."

Those who see it can't help but be moved and sigh.Zhong Xin bypassed the gloomy-faced person standing by the door and entered. Du Qing glanced at Yun Yi and saw that Yun Yi's expression was calmer. He breathed a sigh of relief, leaned forward, shook her hand, and dragged her in together.

Zheng Yang sat on the hospital bed with his back straight, silently contending with the people in the room.

She couldn't hold her back... Zhong Xin retreated to the window, looking at the scenery to relax; Du Qing insisted that Yun Yi sit by the window where Zheng Fan had been sitting before, and she herself was "on guard" by the side.

Cheng Xin glanced at a few people with different expressions in the distance, sat sideways on the side of the bed, turned up the pillow, lightly pressed Zheng Yang's shoulder to signal her to lean back, seeing her motionless like a stone sculpture, the bitterness in her heart spread, He simply took him into his arms.

Among the few of them, Cheng Xin is the quietest and the most introverted, her words and deeds imitate the elegant people of the ancient times, her acquaintance is as cold as water, and she seldom has close contact with anyone. They open their arms, and the most prominent difference is because of their five-year roommate and sisterhood.

Being close to him is just like being with yourself.

Zheng Yang grabbed Cheng Xin's clothes tightly and rested his drooping head on her shoulder.

Her heart was soft and soft, Cheng Xin didn't have time to rejoice, what was there, like ice and fire, ruthlessly fell on her shoulders, breaking the string of pain in her heart.

·

When it was time for dinner, the sky was dark and misty, as if stained with thick ink.

The chic small building surrounded by ivy willfully embellishes leisure and tranquility with the sparse bright light from the windows.

A man strode out the door, and when he lowered his head to hold an umbrella, he caught a glimpse of a figure sitting curled up on the steps, and was startled.

"Miss!" He rushed over, walked around and squatted in front of the person to protect him from the rain, "how do you..."

"How is she?" Jin Yan interrupted his words, raised his head, his eyes were full of crystals, and when he looked into his eyes, there was a crystal light.

Ah San was stunned for a moment, "The young master hasn't come back yet, everyone is well."

Jin Yan nodded, with a faint smile on his pale face, "That's good."

"Miss, let's go in first." Jin Yan was drenched all over, and his clothes were sticking to his body.Ah San tilted her head, not knowing where to put her eyes.

Jin Yan stood up holding the wet steps, turned around and stepped up the steps, and at the door of the building, he hesitated again.

She sat here in a daze for a long time, so long that she connected the ups and downs she had suffered in the past few days to the details of getting along with Zheng Yang when she was in school.

That person's introvertedness at that time and his recent silence overlap in front of his eyes...

There are many voices of bursting will clamoring in my ears at the same time, roaring, scolding, pouring out, whispering...

There is no such warm and smiling voice.

She is in the building behind her, against a certain solitary lamp.

Jin Yan wanted to go to her very much, but she was afraid and hesitant, sitting here and wasting away, until the last little bit of courage was ruthlessly shot down by reality, and followed the rain trails to gather into a stream, never to return.

"Miss?" Ah San looked at her in bewilderment as she stared into the corridor, hesitated again and again, bravely tried to comfort her, changed her mind, and told a lie like the others who were learning to half coax and half lie: "Let's go in first... ...The young master is coming back."

Following the sound, Jin Yan met his eyes, his eyes gradually became clear, nodded, and entered the door in a daze.

Ah San followed with a step behind, and closed the opposite corridor door.

The corridor had long been invaded by the shade, Ah San gasped, and stepped up to catch up with the person in front who trotted up the stairs regardless.

……

"Is there any video in the room?" In the shaded room, the blue light on the screen flickered leisurely.When Ah San, who entered the door behind him, turned to close the door, he heard the urgent question behind him. He turned around, shook his head in a daze, and muttered, "It's not appropriate to install a camera in the ward."

Jin Yan lowered his head and slowly sat in front of the empty screen.

What he said was that there was nothing to look forward to... There was always something between her and her. In the past, it was the enmity and entanglement that the previous generation could not clear up.

They should never be people gathered in the same time and space, and she is very lucky to be able to look forward to and look at each other from a distance like this.

"Did she come out today?" Jin Yan turned his head and asked softly.

I always feel that the eldest lady is different today... Ah San nodded hastily, recalling: "It was still in the morning, she and the girl with braids walked back and forth in the corridor for a few times... After that, she hurried back..."

"Alone?" Jin Yan interrupted impatiently.

"Yes, she herself, and she locked the door. Later, the girl from before took three other girls to the ward, two of whom I met in the bar before, and a girl with her hair tied."

It's Cheng Xin... Jin Yan pursed his lips and waited anxiously for his next words.

Ah San has been with Jin Tian for a long time, and has a little ability to read people's faces. Afterwards, she replied more cautiously, "The door was not opened at first. Dr. Lin's ex-girlfriend even went to him and took the key, but it still did not open. I guess It was blocked by the people inside."

"When did it start?" The low voice contained anger, and the water vapor molecules floating beside him trembled.

Glancing at her under high pressure, Ah San said about the time period: "Afternoon."

Clenching his fists, he angrily knocked him away, and rushed out.

Chaos mixed with a variety of emotions, stirring in my mind.Gradually, an idea came up—to explain the words clearly to her, and from now on, neither of them owed each other.

Ah San rubbed her arms, pulled the chair over and was about to sit down, when she raised her eyes and saw the man striding like a meteor in the corridor, she chased out the door vigilantly.

Zheng Fan entered the door in a hurry, and the breath that poured in after that was dry and sultry.

With a wave of his long hand, the deformed and wet copy paper that was originally pinched in his hand was scattered lightly in front of the bed, and he said angrily: "Please explain to me!"

The people present stared blankly at each other, their puzzled eyes drifting to the pair of siblings who were confronting each other invisible.

"What's wrong?" Yun Yi stepped forward and stopped in front of him.

Zhong Xin bent down to pick up the paper that was sent to his feet by the convective wind blowing through the doors and windows. It was the forensic examination report.She couldn't understand the professional analysis, and skipped the conclusion at the end, her expression changed in shock——

The coat that Yu Han was wearing when he was killed showed signs of wear and nylon fibers were found on it.

The report gave the severely worn parts of the clothes - the lower half of the two sleeves.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Xin's expression made people panic, Du Qing went to her side to look.

"Han..."

The person on the bed leaned against the head of the bed and sat stiffly for a moment, unconsciously, clutching his right hand.

Cheng Xin glanced at her, vaguely felt that she was hiding something from them, got up, and hurriedly asked Zhong Xin, "Xiao Liu, what's the matter!"

Du Qing leaned forward, Zhong Xin handed her the report, and answered coldly, as if to pronounce a sentence: "Han did not commit suicide."

May I ask, with both arms tied behind the back, how to commit suicide with a gun?

Yun Yi turned to look at Zheng Fan who was standing at the end of the bed, seeing him glaring at the front without blinking, thinking about it, his heart sank to the bottom of the cliff.

That case had nothing to do with Zheng Yang. Even, she never participated in the court from the beginning to the end. Even if there were other secrets, the sister and brother could not be facing each other now... Is it possible?

"Yes." The person on the bed spoke softly, and faced him indifferently, "What do you want me to explain... Feel free to say anything, this is the last time, in the future, I don't want to recall this matter again."

The chill howled and invaded the texture.Jin Yan staggered to the door and stood by the door, looking down at the white light from the wide open door, apprehensive and afraid to step under it.

The silence suddenly escaped, and there was a loud shout from inside the door.She looked inside in surprise, and saw Zheng Fan standing at the end of the bed, unusually angry.

The original surprised mood suddenly changed after hearing his questioning——

He asked loudly: "Why did you do it! Are they hacking, eating, hacking, robbing, and land hindering you?!"

In the room, people with different expressions turned their gazes to the person at the bedside, and listened to her answer with bated breath.

Zheng Yang just raised his head to face each other according to the source of the voice, and replied indifferently: "At that time, I still had the right to enforce the law."

Zheng Fan was in a hurry and wanted to go forward, but Yun Yi stopped him and told her, "Then before that, I still have the right to investigate and collect evidence!"

Zhong Xin stepped forward to help stop him.

Cheng Xin took a step forward.

Du Qinghu was on the other side of the bed.

The person on the bed seemed to have never heard of it, and continued: "You can investigate, and if you have enough evidence, you can apply to file a case. When it's time to speak, I will speak."

Zheng Fan was furious immediately, "What's the time to say it? Do you still have something to hide from me?!"

Zheng Yang paused, "All of you, except Zhong Xin, no one has the right to interrogate."

"I'm your younger brother!" Zheng Fan shouted impatiently, "Zheng Yang, let me ask you on behalf of my mother, are you still in charge of your family? Have you forgotten your last name? The Jin family gave you a few days Eat and drink, I gave you the skin of a dog, and you forgot your father's hatred?! I really do it for you!"

"Enough!" Yun Yi stopped him, with anger in his eyes, "Do you know how much she sacrificed for your so-called hatred! As a brother, you can only blame behind the scenes! You were here when she was suffering, or Were you here when she was covered in injuries?!" Yun Yi pointed back at Zheng Yang, "She is still injured, do you want me to count it for you!"

"Third Sister! Third Sister, calm down!" Zhong Xin stepped forward to stop Yun Yi, leaving aside Zheng Fan.

Cheng Xin's face was pale, and on the other side, Du Qing's eyes were shining brightly.

Only then did they dare to confirm from their reactions that Zheng Yang was seriously injured.

At this time, Zheng Fan gradually withdrew his rationality, took a step back, took back all the reports, and stared at the scarred person on the bed with piercing eyes, "It's still the mother's question, sister, who do you choose this time, think clearly. I'll come tomorrow morning, Waiting for you to reply."

Outside the door, Ah San had already arrived, listening, confused, and shocked... But the agitation of her heart was not one ten-thousandth of the heart of the girl next to her.

Jin Yan stood by the door blankly, experiencing ups and downs in his consciousness, even if the conflict was interrupted and Zheng Fan left, he didn't even notice it...

Zheng Fan passed in front of them, glanced at them, and snorted twice.

·

Unconsciously, Jin Yan half-pushed and was led back to Lin Bo's office.

When Ah San pushed someone into the door, just in time for Lin Bo to get up and go out, he asked casually, "Is Dr. Lin going to make a ward round?"

Lin Bo went out with the folder in his hand, without even raising his head in time, he replied directly: "It's not yet time...to discuss something with Dr. Xu."

Jin Yan slowly came back to his senses, staring at the white coat that disappeared by the door.

Afterwards, Dalong, who came to the office to look for Lin Bo, was surprised at Jin Yan's early return. Seeing her distressed appearance, he was even more frightened. He took hot water and handed cold medicine, turned up the air conditioner, He also forced her to wrap her coat tightly.

Jin Yan couldn't refuse, so he stopped struggling. When Dalong exited the door, he heard that the road was blocked by heavy rain, and Jin Chuan went home directly.

The strings in his heart loosened, and the tired-looking man slumped on the back of the sofa.

The head full of paste is worse than the clear stream of mud flowing out of the window, making people unable to find the source.

But she can be sure now that her lover is not what she or Jin Chuan imagined before when her father was imprisoned, standing cruelly on the opposite side of the Jin family, what's more, he doesn't think about the past in this matter Add insult to injury.

No, it was actually Zheng Yang who silently helped the Jin family.Jin Yan burst into a smile suddenly, thinking of Lawyer Chen's unintentional disclosure, he became more and more sure that Zheng Yang was the client who tried his best to find a lawyer for her father...

Jin Yan turned around, thinking of Zheng Fan's accusation just now, his smile froze.

What the public thinks is not the complete truth-Lao Han did not commit suicide in fear of guilt and intends to blame her father, but was killed while being restricted by others.

"Why did you do it! Are they messing with you?"

"The situation at the time was really dangerous... Fortunately, Li testified in court, proving that Han committed suicide... and thanks to the two key recordings..."

Zheng Fan's and Lawyer Chen's words echoed and intertwined with her, guiding her to continue investigating.

Jin Yan stood up abruptly, went out, and found Dalong who was accompanying him in the intensive care unit. Amidst the stunned expressions of the crowd, he pulled him to the stairs and whispered in his ear, and hurriedly added, "Be careful yourself, don't confront those people .I just ask for a result."

Dalong nodded cautiously, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

·

When Jin Yan returned, he passed the closed door next to him and glanced at the sign. It was the female doctor's office. She paused, and the door opened silently at this moment, and the coldness caused her to shiver.

Noticing his covert movements behind his hands, Jin Yan frowned, "What are you studying?"

"Are you caught in the rain?" Lim Bo quickly found out that something was wrong with her, and took her with one hand and walked towards the office.

Jin Yan was pulled by him calmly, and before he opened the door one step ahead and hid the folder in the other hand, he pulled it away and opened it to look at it, his expression sank.

……

There was the patter of rain outside the window.The cold intensified the rush, and I squeezed my head trying to occupy every inch of the old territory that had been lost for a long time.

Under the shadow of the ceiling lamp, thick obstacles are piled up between the desk and the sofa invisibly.

Intimidating.

Lin Bo pondered for a long time, then cleared his throat and said, "Generally, traditional treatments are used in such cases. These days, I have discussed with my colleagues, and I have also consulted with my mentors and seniors... I have seen cases not only in China, but also in foreign countries. , proportionally, very few people are willing to take risks for the unknown with a high probability.” Limber paused, “Including the patients themselves, their families, and our hospital. risk……"

Jin Yan held the few pages of paper that determined Zheng Yang's future and read them word by word. On it, in cold typeface, he fully described the results of Zheng Yang's head CT report, as well as the outlook and prediction of the two treatment methods.

Craniotomy to take blood clots or conservative rest, the pros and cons of each, success or failure probability of recovery effect and time, and the consequences of this are enumerated one by one.

Jin Yan's eyes were fixed on the column of sequelae - the last line of the two-page form - and his heart was suddenly poked with pain.But before she knew it, her heart was almost cut off by those two lines of cold words with a grin like a devil.

The whole body is condensed, tending to blend with the surrounding chill.

The last column of the conservative treatment column says that recovery is slow, and the duration of recovery is unknown;

The last line of the craniotomy, like a statistical paper, lists and states various accompanying sequelae according to the probability...

When Jin Yan saw the first item, it was as if she had been slapped in the face. The words on it turned into ghosts and haunted her. Even if she closed her eyes to avoid them, she couldn't escape their cruelty and terror—

About 45% chance of memory damage.

Jin Yan forced himself to read on. The second one is slow behavior. Fortunately, the terrifying number has dropped to a few percent...

……

Close the clip, close your eyes and think deeply, and the complete analysis report jumps in front of you.

It's time for rounds.Lin Bo looked at his watch, got up with a silent sigh, and quietly exited.

Jin Yan opened his eyes in an instant, his eyes were full of determination, and at the bottom of the folder, he took out a half-page printed and half-blank paper, rolled it up, and went out.

At this point, even if it's a broken jar...

She doesn't mind being the bad guy again.

If it's for someone she cares about.

The author has something to say: fake changes, correct typos.

It’s not that I wrote the Mid-Autumn Festival’s update late, it’s really dawdling QAQ