Guilty Records

The last electric shock, accompanied by a strong current, Lin Xiaoyin's body was like a fish bouncing on a chopping board, struggling on the verge of desperation and being slaughtered.

The two attending doctors? Sweat oozes from their foreheads, and the assistant is even more panic-stricken. The doctor? Slowly rubbing the electric board, observing the patient's condition intently.

Everyone understands that this is the last resort. If there is still no response, doctor? You can declare death directly.

At this moment, it seems that the air has stagnated...

There was a screeching sound in the heart detector, and the straight line remained unchanged.

Looking at that line, Tang Zhibai's face instantly turned extremely ugly, like a knife pierced into the heart, the blood couldn't spurt out and was blocked in it, staying where it was, until it gushed out from the throat, nose and mouth, excruciatingly painful.

One second, two seconds...

Just when the doctor was about to wave his hand with a sigh and asked his assistant to record the time of death, the terrifying mechanical sound stopped.

The gentle line gradually has a record of the heartbeat curve. Although it is faint, it means that Lin Xiao has been rescued because of his fate this time...

Tang Zhibai's body was tense, and he finally let go of his breath. He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall feeling exhausted. His body involuntarily slid down to the ground. Hearing the beeping sound of the machine, he felt at ease like never before.

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Wait for that? The beating of the heart finally calmed down, the doctor? He was sweating profusely.

The assistant hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and the servants rushed up to take off the doctor's gloves and utensils.

Xiao Wei and Ben Norman walked forward slowly after all the medical affairs were dealt with. His unhurried steps and expression on his face made them unable to see whether it was happiness or worry. He stopped him and was about to dress Lin Xiaoyin The servant's movement, handed the scepter in his hand to Grint, and personally buttoned Lin Xiaoyin's clothes one by one.

Lin Xiaoyin's body was still full of instruments, and compared with his thin ribs and waist, he was extremely pitiful. Xiao Wei Ben Norman moved slowly, and he was actually orderly in taking care of patients like this.

On him, the only thing Tang Zhibai could see was the concentration in his eyes.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including Mr. Grint this time? Because Lin Xiao was fine, at least they didn't have to be buried with him.

The doctor took off his white coat, rubbed his fingers, and turned to report the patient to the Duke, his words were still mixed with optimism, "Master Duke, the patient lacks the activities he should have, and the organ failure is extremely serious. I have been rescued, but if this continues, the patient will still have to..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Wei Ben Norman interrupted him coldly, "Are you a doctor? The purpose of hiring you is to cure him."

He said? He was arranging Lin Xiaoyin's clothes while he was talking, and he didn't even look up at them.

The tone is light, and the oppression is invisible.

After getting along for a few days, the two Swiss doctors understood the duke's weird temper. They looked at each other with embarrassment, as if they were communicating with each other consciously.

Then one of them knew clearly that this big man was already angry and couldn't deal with him anymore, so he gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't want to make the patient's condition worse, we have a newly developed technology that connects external objects to stimulate the patient's condition." The cerebral cortex may force the patient to wake up, but doing so will cause great damage to the patient's brain, but... you also know that according to the patient's situation, this is already the best way to weigh the pros and cons? .”

Tang Zhibai's breath was stagnant, and he stared blankly at the two doctors who looked troubled. He was also dumbfounded.Indeed, Lin Xiao's brain tissue was already irreparably damaged, and now that his condition is critically ill, it is indeed feasible to have this technology.

But... If Lin Xiaoyin's head is injured again, it will never recover, and he will have to be mentally handicapped for the rest of his life!

This kind of immature technology may leave serious sequelae, and may even face a stranger with crooked mouth and squinting eyes who doesn't know him every day? Uncle, Tang Zhibai feels that he can't bear it, and he may collapse... But he I really want Lin Xiao to get better after being sober...

No matter how many times he thinks in his mind, the final decision on this matter is still in the hands of Xiao Wei and Ben Norman.

After hearing this suggestion, Norman didn't say anything, but calmly looked at Lin Xiaoyin's pale and beautiful face, which had been polished off by years of bed rest, but he was still that handsome and handsome man.

He stroked Lin Xiaoyin's earlobe with his finger. It was soft and tender. No one dared to speak. The air seemed to freeze, and everyone was waiting for his answer.

After more than ten years, this incident not only completely changed Xiaowei Ben Norman's character, but also polished his absolute wishful thinking and recognized the cruel reality.

Because although Lin Xiao was seriously injured, he still reported his wishful thinking that he could be completely cured. If there were a doctor ten years ago? If you suggest this way, this violent and terrifying man would have been sent two bullets long ago, and he will definitely not be like this now. , Glancing at the bloody thoughts fermented in his heart, thinking about the pros and cons.

Norman seemed to be thinking about it. He saw that Lin Xiao suddenly became gentle because of his sleeping face, as if he had glimpsed a clear pool, pure and pure, even touching it carefully.

Finally, he said coldly: "Go down."

He didn't say? No, he didn't say? Yes, but like an invisible release order, all the people trapped by the terrifying shackles of this space breathed a sigh of relief.

Even the doctor felt a little regretful, how could he suddenly make such a suggestion.

Because his subconscious mind told him that if he didn't do anything to save him, he would definitely not end up in the end? Like, this eerie man would never let them get out of here safely.

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Everyone slowly exited the room, and when they went out, they were exhausted like the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.

Only Tang Zhibai stood silently in a dark corner without moving.

After everyone left, Mr. Grint was about to close the door when he noticed Tang Zhibai's presence. He glanced at the Duke nervously, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mr. Lin, it's time to go."

Tang Zhibai looked at Lin Xiaoyin with some reluctance. For some reason, a feeling of sadness spread in his heart. He really wanted to talk to Lin Xiaoyin.

Under the gaze of old Mr. Grint, please leave firmly, he can only suppress the discomfort, turn around and leave this bedroom slowly...

After going out, Mr. Grint gently closed the door, turned around and lifted the candlestick on the ancient shelf in the corridor, and asked politely: "Mr. Lin, do you need to escort you back to the bedroom?"

For some reason, Tang Zhibai's feet were as if filled with lead, and his steps were heavy. He felt as if he was standing on a crater when stepped on. His heart was also beating violently, and his expression was a little dazed.

This inexplicable panic seemed to feel at ease only when he was closer to Lin Xiaoyin.Perhaps today, being frightened by this emergency situation, it is difficult for the whole person to calm down.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, weak? He refused, "No need, Mr. Grint? Thank you for your kindness. I just want to stay here with uncle for a while."

Mr. Grint kindly said: "The Duke often sits alone in the baron's room until dawn, and he has to go to the kitchen to prepare thick soup." He thought for a while and persuaded, "You should go back and rest as soon as possible, tomorrow you There are so many things to deal with."

Tang Zhibai said softly, "Thank you."

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In the dark corridor, Tang Zhibai stood there alone.

Like a sculpture in an exhibition hall, a tear fell for no reason, and I was shocked and horrified. I don't know the reason, but I always feel extremely guilty.

As soon as the draft passed, the breeze blew across his face, slowly blowing open the open door of Mr. Grint? A gap was opened, and the warm candlelight inside poured out, sprinkled on the wooden floor, and reflected It was Tang Zhibai's fair face.

Follow this tiny gap...

I saw Xiao Wei Ben Norman sitting quietly by the bed, calmly looking down at this sickly man, he stroked his forehead with both hands, and tidied his hair for him. Lin Xiao's hair has been reduced to yellow and dull due to years of bed rest , without the previous hardness and luster.

I can't help but think of the past, that cold-tempered boy, just like the previous cold-hard hair, piercing but also attractive.

Although Lin Xiaoyin has always been ruthless and resolute in his work, and seems unreasonable, Norman knows clearly that he loves his nephew more than himself, and has many kinds of delicate problems. For example, he cherishes his appearance more, and sometimes even loves him more than him. Those elders who claim to be noble and gentlemen are even more smug.

On the blue-yellow lawn of Strell College, two teenagers cuddled side by side, reciting silently with a thick book on their pillows.

The autumn breeze blew by, bringing with it a large number of residual leaves, which fell one after another, some fell into the book, and some fell into the hair tips of the teenagers. Norman was fascinated by it, he shook the book casually, and raised his eyes. Seeing Aimei, Lin Xiaoyin immediately shook off the dead leaves from her hair, hurriedly took out the mirror to check for any mistakes, and then began to arrange the clothes.

Under the sunlight, the boy's hair was also rendered golden, and he kept playing with the little mirror's smug look, which made Norman very funny.

At that time, Norman was still a rough boy, and he was a little fascinated by it. He looked down and saw a small flower, which was extremely beautiful. He subconsciously grabbed it and inserted it into the side of Lin Xiaoyin's hair.

Lin Xiaoyin, who was looking at the mirror with a mirror, was taken aback for a moment. After a moment of sluggishness, he became angry. He tore off the flower on his head and threw it on Norman!Angrily said: "You take me as a woman?"

Say? Stand up, turn around and leave angrily.

Tu left Norman on the spot, stretched out his hand, wanted to explain, but didn't know how to speak...

After so many years, Xiao Wei Ben Norman has always liked his black hair very much, but now, he seems to be dead, and even the hair that he caressed every day has lost its color and luster.

He didn't know how to describe the bitterness in his heart. Ten years had passed, and in the days and nights of countless regrets, he hated his own arrogance and arrogance at the beginning, which made him the karma of today.

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Outside the door, Tang Zhibai calmly looked at the man who finally showed a trace of sadness.

A few feet away, he could even clearly feel his pain. Norman stroked Lin Xiaoyin's hand? It was extremely gentle, as if holding and caring for a treasure. No one had seen him like this.

Tang Zhibai felt strange? He even found it unimaginable that such a Norman Duke seemed to have given all his love to Lin Xiaoyin. The next second, in front of him, Tang Zhibai was completely stunned!

Xiao Wei Ben Norman leaned down slowly, and his thin lips slowly covered Lin Xiaoyin's cold lips. Lin Xiaoyin lay unconscious on the bed, but Norman let his movements recklessly move between his lips. Grinding and licking.

Gradually, the gentle movements became more and more powerful? It seemed that they were not satisfied with this simple greeting. The strategic territory of the invasion became bigger and bigger, and the target also shifted...

A feeling of understanding and enlightenment boiled up in his heart. Tang Zhibai's eyes widened suddenly, and a thread of his own thoughts gradually appeared. It turned out to be like this...

Why did Lin Xiaoyin block that for Xiao Wei ben Norman? One shot, why Norman has become more and more perverted for so many years but still refuses to give up Lin Xiaoyin, everything is because of their relationship... …

In the room, because Lin Xiao's belt was scattered, Norman slowly slid his hands into his half-covered room. The gloomy atmosphere was also tinged with charm, but it also brought a bit of desperate pleading like death. "Xiao Yin, survive,? As long as you survive..."

Peeping at this point, Tang Zhibai turned around and left, with complicated and sad eyes flashing in his eyes, he couldn't bear to look any more.

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Pushing open the bedroom door? In the dark room, only the wall fire is constantly burning, and the warm light of the fire swaying the whole space.

Looking up and seeing a cup of steaming tea and some desserts on the desk full of files and files, Tang Zhibai shook his head in satisfaction, thanking Tina for her care, this soft little girl really arranged his life Very well.

Turn around and close the door? Suddenly, a cold body embraces him from behind! Gentle yet domineering.

At first, Tang Zhibai's expression changed due to fright, and he froze in place. Then the familiar smell permeated the tip of his nose, making Tang Zhibai extremely helpless, and said with a wry smile, "Lui Yi, don't you just scare?"

As he said that, he turned around, and it was really that cold handsome face of Louis.

But it was such a boy who had grown up since he was a child, leaning in his arms, feeling more at ease than anywhere else, still half-embraced by Louis, and finally sat down at the desk.

Louis asked lightly: "He, is everything okay?"

Tang Zhibai's mind reproduced the scene just now. In the room, Norman's desperate and poignant kiss, half-uncovered clothes, it was obviously Xiao Wei Ben Norman who was violating a comatose patient, but he always let himself There is sadness and pain in his heart... He is a little confused about many things...

Seeing that he didn't answer, Louis's eyes filled with inquiry, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

After regaining consciousness, Tang Zhibai shook his head and said, "I'm back from the rescue. I'm fine. The doctor gave me some advice. Maybe uncle has a chance to wake up."

"Is that so..." There was a dark light in Lu Yi's eyes, and then he looked at Tang Zhibai, wondering, "Bai, why aren't you happy?"

"Uncle's brain injury is too serious, it's useless to stimulate him to wake up, I'm afraid he won't be able to recover in this life, he can only be... a fool?" Tang Zhibai was depressed, and his words were stuck in his throat, with a hint of tears, "What about him? Such a proud person, how could he accept such a look."

Louis frowned, walked to him and hugged him lightly, didn't say a word, just comforted him silently.

The warm embrace that came over made Tang Zhibai realize that he had lost his composure.