Someone has a crush on Forensic Gu

Meng Lan pushed open the door of the courtroom, a solemn and solemn atmosphere came over her face, and the eyes of the jury all fell on An An.

An An was pushed through the crowd by Meng Lan, and the middle-aged man sitting at the front of the jury was so excited that he almost stood up from his stool.

Li Meng tugged on the man's sleeve to tell him not to get too excited.

An An noticed the man, she only glanced at him, and looked away with disdain. When she passed by the man, she didn't even move her eyebrows.

"It's An'an, it's really her!"

An An's father was very excited, but also very guilty.

He could feel An An's indifference to him.

An An's grandmother didn't come today. After Liu Ai's death, her health went from bad to worse, and now she couldn't get out of bed. Therefore, only An An's father was present in the group of relatives and friends.

An An was pushed to the dock and sat facing the audience.

She glanced at the seats in front of her. There were lawyers, police officers, representatives from various industries, and observers.

"Please keep quiet, and now the court order is read..."

A thick and steady male voice sounded, and everyone present became solemn.

During the reading of court discipline, An An felt her head getting heavier and heavier. The man's voice seemed to be hypnotizing. As time went by, the voice sounded farther and farther away. It was difficult for her to concentrate, so she pinched her head. Touch your thigh.

The pain was very clear, and when she raised her eyes again, the entire courtroom became static, and the judge who announced the court discipline was half-open, as if the pause button was suddenly pressed.

"I know, you're afraid of being judged..."

Mo Lin's voice sounded in her ears, she suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at the surrounding scenery.

This is Mo Lin's office, she is sitting in front of the computer.

The video of the court session on the computer screen was pressed to pause, and the judge was announcing the court discipline. Her eyeballs fluttered from side to side, as if she was thinking about the weirdness of those scenes just now.

She was clearly in court just now, why is she in Mo Lin's office now?

What was she doing before that?

Can't remember at all now.

An An tried to calm down her emotions: "Did you hypnotize me just now?"

Mo Lin sat down leisurely in front of him, leaned his neck back, and leaned his head on the leather sofa: "Let you feel the feeling of being judged in advance."

"Mr. Mo is really amazing... Now or just now, which one is the real world?"

An'an had already realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously raised her vigilance.

Mo Lin raised his eyebrows: "In the real world, Duan Yang is already dead. In essence, your existence is unreal."

"The skin is just the carrier of thoughts, I just changed the skin... I am still Duan Yang."

Mo Lin: "Who are you... Time will give you the answer."

"What do you want?!"

Mo Lin pushed An An's wheelchair out of the gate of the police station, walked on the sidewalk for a while, and stopped at the side of the zebra crossing. The red figure on the indicator light flashed twice and turned into a green figure. The countdown starts at 16 seconds backwards.

An An stared at the countdown below the green villain, and rushed into the zebra crossing with the crowd. When she reached the center, Mo Lin suddenly stopped, bent down and hung a metal handcuff on her wheelchair: "Guess you will won't die?"

After the cold voice fell, An An raised her head again, and the green countdown had jumped to 5...

"Don't try to hypnotize me!" An An was a little impatient: "Don't think I don't know these usual tricks!"

She closed her eyes suddenly, not allowing herself to watch the countdown that interfered with her vision.

The roar of the engine came from the left, she looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw a car coming towards her...

"Boom!"

The metal wheelchair was knocked into the air, and An An went up into the air with the wheelchair. A second before landing, her neck brushed against the sharp edge of the wheelchair...

The violent landing sound hit her eardrums, and she felt hot blood gushing from the veins on the left side of her neck.

She reached out to press the bleeding wound, and when her fingers touched the wound, she was startled.

The wound on the neck stretched from behind the ear to the collarbone, and she could feel the flesh she had turned over, and she felt severe pain in the next second.

Because the accident happened at the gate of the police station, the police rushed out immediately, along with the police and Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan lowered his head to check the wound on An An's body, and looked at her with compassionate eyes: "Carry her in, she needs to be stitched up immediately!"

After the car accident, An An was completely unable to move. After being carried into the police station, she was temporarily placed on the dissection table.

The scalding blood flowed along the back of the neck and pooled on the stainless steel dissecting table, where it cooled rapidly in the air.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, she heard the sound of metal instruments colliding with each other, looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and saw Gu Yuan standing in the corner in an anatomical suit and counting the instruments.

Gu Yuan held a medical suture thread in one hand and a bent needle in the other: "I'm going to debride and suture your wound now to prevent you from bleeding and going into shock."

Gu Yuan walked towards her, his dark eyes were like the calm before the storm.

The needle pierces the skin, and the anesthetic is pushed into the skin little by little, and the pain disappears.

After cleaning the wound, Gu Yuan clamped the skin on one side with tweezers, and threaded the looper needle through the flesh. An An no longer felt pain.

The suturing took a long time, and her eyes looked around, and she found that there seemed to be a dead body lying on the dissecting table beside her.

She couldn't move her neck, and could only feel a vague outline. The corpse seemed to be lying quietly beside her without a white cloth.

After Gu Yuan sewed up the skin on the front of her neck, she turned her body sideways and turned her head to the right.

Because of this movement, he could see the whole corpse clearly.

The corpse's hair was shaved, and the dark red hole on the temple was shocking. Her gaze moved down the abrupt Adam's apple of the corpse, and swept across the exposed skin...

An unprecedented fear hit her brain, so that she couldn't think calmly.

Duan Yang's corpse lay in front of him, so familiar, yet so creepy.

Gu Yuan said to her in a cold voice: "The man next to you committed suicide...he shot himself."

While suturing the skin on the back of An An's neck, Gu Yuan asked, "Do you know why he committed suicide?"

An An's eyes were wide open, and her eyeballs were shaking up and down: "I don't know..."

"How can you not know what he's thinking... aren't you him?"

When Gu Yuan said this, the strength in his hands suddenly increased, and the sound of sutures passing through the flesh was very clear.

"Do you think... Duan Yang really wants to die?" Gu Yuan tied a knot at the back of her neck and threw the needle and thread into the pan, the sound of metal colliding made her jump.

"As far as I know, he has been receiving treatment in the hospital before his death, taking the most expensive targeted drug on the market. It seems that he doesn't want to die..."

After Gu Yuan's voice fell, the anesthetic on An'an's neck gradually receded, and the tingling became more and more intense.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yuan asked An An the second question: "What is the meaning of your life?"

An An hesitated for a moment: "Revenge..."

"Revenge?" Gu Yuan suddenly sneered, "Revenge for whom?"

"Duan Yang."

Gu Yuan: "Are you sure?"

"Why not sure, I am Duan Yang, and Duan Yang is me!"

"Then explain your behavior yesterday...Yesterday, you used some means to make Qin Juan bite off your tongue...Is this also part of Duan Yang's plan?"

An An was silent for a while.

Gu Yuan: "You are just a test subject out of control...you are not Duan Yang..."

An An stared at the corpse beside him: "So what, I can manipulate this skin to continue living."

"Are you sure?"

Fingers wearing rubber gloves brushed the skin of An An's neck folds: "Try moving!"

An An wanted to raise her arm, but her arm was still resting on the dissecting table. She tried to manipulate her fingertips again, but her fingertips were numb.

She clenched her cheeks tightly, trying to move other parts of her body, but this body was completely limp.

"The car accident just now has already made you a high paraplegic, and now you can only move from the neck up... You will be trapped in this body until your consciousness disappears..."

"How is it possible! You lied to me!"

An An was very excited and her jaw trembled violently, but her body below the neck still didn't respond.

Gu Yuan took off the rubber gloves, and said to the criminal police behind him: "Send her to the hospital for a comprehensive examination."

A second before being lifted into the car, she was staring at the gray sky when a drop of rain fell on the bridge of her nose and slid along the bridge of her nose into her eyes.

She closed her eyes reflexively.

My head is a little dizzy.

I really want to sleep.

Waking up again, she was lying on the hospital bed, the air was mixed with the smell of disinfectant, a nurse stood at the head of the bed and made the bed next to her, and after the other party finished making the bedding, she turned and glanced at her.

The nurse suddenly opened her eyes wide: "Bed 55 is awake!"

"She finally woke up!"

An An's body couldn't move, but she could smell the peculiar smell coming from the bedding.

A group of doctors in white coats rushed over and shone a flashlight into her eyes: "The patient has responded, and immediately notify the family members in bed 55!"

The doctor performed a comprehensive physical examination on her.

"The patient's body temperature is high, which is most likely caused by a large area of ​​skin ulceration and infection. Blood should be drawn immediately for testing..."

The needle was stuck in her blood vessel, she didn't feel anything, she just stared blankly at the ceiling: "How long have I been asleep?"

"You've been sleeping for too long," said the doctor who examined her, "It's been five years!"

"Five years?"

how come...

"Doctor, do you have a mirror?"

"Xiao Wu, find her a mirror."

The nurse brought the mirror in front of her: "The little girl has turned into a big girl!"

An An looked at herself in the mirror, with a sallow complexion, protruding cheekbones, blue lips, and exaggerated sunken eye sockets, as if she was a teenager.

The nurse took away the mirror, stood on the bedside table, and turned to help the doctor.

An An saw her empty lower body in the mirror.

"Where's my leg?!"

An An suddenly collapsed.

"It's like this," the doctor explained: "The muscles in your legs are severely atrophied, plus the bed sores are infected. In order for you to survive, you have to have your legs amputated..."

"An'an..."

With the sound of a middle-aged man's voice, a gray-haired man rushed into the ward, and An An immediately recognized who the man was.

It seems that this man has been responsible for her medical expenses for the past five years...

When the man looked down at her, the first thing he asked was: "Are you An An?"

Ann nodded.

The man hugged her immediately.

The smell of sweat on the man's body was very pungent, and the stubble rubbed against his face: "You finally woke up, Dad did all this worth it!"

An An was very disgusted with such a hug, but she chose to endure it. She subconsciously told herself that she couldn't let this man realize that she was no longer An An.

She needs someone to take care of her, she needs to live!

In the next few days, the man showed up at the right time every day, brought her some easy-to-digest porridge and rice, and fed her personally one bite at a time.

She feels much better mentally, but there is nothing she can do, and she will die if left unattended.

This skin sac creates some special conditions every day, such as: incontinence, food in the stomach will flow back out of the esophagus, because of long-term bed rest, the bed sore on the tailbone starts to ooze pus, and the dressing needs to be changed every day. Obviously very thin, but her body is exaggeratedly edema...

Because of the blowing of the wind, it caused a lung infection, followed by a fever...

A small hole was cut in her trachea. When the sputum could not be discharged, the nurse would insert a negative pressure tube into the small hole to suck out all the sputum blocked in the trachea.

The sucking sound was disgusting and she had a hard time accepting that it was coming from her windpipe.

An An closed her eyes, she was so uncomfortable, she would rather sleep forever.

But the next day she opened her eyes as usual.

A few days later, a new condition appeared in her body, because the intestines could not move normally, and the excrement was pushed in the intestines, which had not been excreted for many days, and her stomach was severely bloated.

The doctor decided to give her an enema with traditional Chinese medicine to help excrete the stool and reduce the pressure on the gastrointestinal tract.

She was lying on her side on the bed, and because she didn't have a lower body, several nurses spent a lot of effort to fix her body.

One end of the tube was inserted into her anus, and a large amount of Chinese medicine mixture was poured into the intestinal tract...

The stench filled the ward, and passers-by looked inside, covering their mouths and noses, their eyes full of disgust.

The nurses who performed her enema were already numb. Such extremely embarrassing things were commonplace in their eyes, and they just performed mechanical operations with expressionless faces.

At that moment, An An suddenly felt that life would be worse than death.

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