The moon in full bloom

The decibel of Tao Qingyang's scream was not low, it even startled Du Tangtang who had just fallen asleep upstairs, but Wen Huan still didn't respond, didn't move at all.

At least it's not a bad sign, at least she won't hurt herself.

I don't know where the strength and speed came from, the action of grabbing the kitchen knife from her was so rough that even Tao Qingyang himself was surprised!

Throwing the knife aside, she didn't dare to touch Wen Huan's other bloody arm, but asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Huan's current appearance, with disheveled hair, pale face, and unfocused eyes, seems to be... sleepwalking.

Sure enough, no matter how loud the voice was, she couldn't hear what Tao Qingyang said.

"What's the matter!" Attracted by the screams, Du Tangtang ran down the stairs not at all slow, but his face was still sleepy.For safety's sake, her time difference with others is reversed, so she just counts on catching up on sleep in the morning.

Seeing Wen Huan's dumb look, she was also taken aback, but after all, she had to deal with various injuries every day, so she adapted much faster than Tao Qingyang, then immediately took out a raw egg from the refrigerator and cracked it, and gave Wen Huan the egg white. stop bleeding.

Her left forearm was covered with scars, layer upon layer, and the directions of the wounds ranged from deep to shallow, and it was obvious at a glance that they were scratched by herself.

"What's wrong with her?" Du Tangtang tilted his head and asked Tao Qingyang. Judging from the amount of bleeding, it wasn't fatal, but one or two wounds must have cut the bones. Most people would frown even if they screamed without pain. What's even more weird is Wen Huan. No response at all!

After Tao Qingyang snatched the knife, Wen Huan's right hand was clenched into a fist, and he still kept the posture of holding the knife just now, the width of his head did not change, and he did not resist when he was put into another posture.

I can't feel the changes in the outside world at all, like a puppet being manipulated by others.

"I don't know..." Seeing that the blood finally stopped, Tao Qingyang's voice was already crying.

Obviously everything was normal yesterday, and before going to sleep, the two of them were discussing what kind of house to rent when they came to America to study, why did Wen Huan wake up like this!

To be more precise, Wen Huan's behavior was a suicide, but because she didn't have the pained and relieved expression of a suicidal person, and her face was blank, it was difficult for people to perceive her purpose.

Why did she commit suicide?

Isn't a person who is determined to eat all the delicacies cheerful!

"Don't stay here, go to the living room and talk." Du Tangtang walked out carrying Wen Huan, Tao Qingyang nodded and followed, keeping his eyes on Wen Huan for a moment.

Soon, she discovered something strange again... Wen Huan hadn't blinked since just now.

The bloody footprints stepped on by the two spread from the kitchen to the living room. Wen Huan's hands were still covered with egg whites, and the artery in his upper arm was tightly strangled by Du Tangtang, and he carefully placed it on the couch.

"Tell Mu Yi to bring down the bandages and medicine." He was far more calm than others, especially in this bloody scene. Tao Qingyang immediately nodded after she ordered, and when he turned around, his eyes were still unwilling to leave Wen Huan.

Du Tangtang sighed, "Okay, you come here and pinch her... Yes, try harder, or you'll bleed. I'll go up and call for someone, and then I'll think about it, what happened to her yesterday!"

Although she doesn't have a good face towards this friend on weekdays, Du Tangtang is actually a very emotional person, but unlike Wen Huan, she has a sticky and enthusiastic tone to everyone.

What the hell... who did it?

Mu Yi, who got up early in the morning and plunged into the laboratory, was still carrying a hemostatic spray and a bandage in his hand. He heard that Wen Huan tried to commit suicide in the kitchen but failed. Her face changed, and she immediately threw the things in her hand and ran up!

"You..." Du Tangtang was puzzled, he was taken aback by the direction, did he forget to take something?

In short, it is important to deal with Wen Huan's wound first.

The hemostatic spray is also a product of Biton Medical, which is quite easy to use. Fortunately, Wen Huan's unbroken large blood vessel needs to be connected, otherwise he will have to be sent to the hospital for surgery.

Du Tangtang swiftly wiped off the egg whites for emergency hemostasis with cotton pads, then used some hemostatic spray, and finally wrapped them in gauze. His bloody left arm finally healed a bit, except for the blood stains on his clothes, he could no longer see it. Another red.

At this moment, Mu Yi came down from upstairs, holding a small needle in his hand, which was half filled with a transparent liquid.

Seeing her rushing over, Tao Qingyang shivered and subconsciously stood in front of Wen Huan, but after all, the other party was more professional than him, so after hesitating for a while, he asked Mu Yi to give her an injection.

Fortunately, there are them.Tao Qingyang looked at Wen Huan who was lying on the sofa with shame, otherwise, with his own ability, he would have been in a panic for a while before he could think of a countermeasure, and he would probably bleed a lot at that time.

The needle tip was inserted into Wen Huan's neck, and Mu Yi pushed the plunger mercilessly until the tube of medicinal liquid ran out.And Wen Huan's slightly opened eyes closed weakly at the same time.

"What's wrong with her..." Tao Qingyang asked, Mu Yi is so knowledgeable, he must know.

"Dead." He answered concisely.

Seeing that Tao Qingyang's face turned pale immediately, Mu Yi added, "There is no pain, no blinking function... Isn't it like a dead person? To be precise, in her heart, she already thinks she is dead."

"I gave her an injection to anesthetize her nerves, just to make her stop thinking about it."

What do you mean?

Tao Qingyang fell down on the floor, leaning on the sofa and grabbing the corner of Wen Huan's clothes, as if this would restore her to normal, she looked over helplessly, "Did she get murdered?"

"Otherwise? I don't think Wen Huan is someone who would commit suicide." Mu Yi's voice was cold.

Cherishing her body and life so much, and daring to get rid of all those who hinder her from enjoying life, she will never commit suicide.

"But... when?" Du Tangtang thought for a while, Wen Huan definitely never acted alone these days, there should be no chance of being attacked.

Tao Qingyang didn't care about such issues, he just asked: "Why did she become like this?" Like a dead person or something, why!

Mu Yi, who suddenly became the focus, was actually just a half-tongue. She tried her best to sort out what she knew, "This is not my strong point...but Yiwen has a professional qualification license as a psychiatrist. I listen to him. Talked about some."

I remember that she wanted to introduce a psychiatrist to Du Tangtang not long after we met... People who often come and go with Dr. Emotional Mu must have a doctor's heart to treat patients. No wonder Yiwen can endure what ordinary people can't. It turns out that he treats her as a patient .

"Let me tell you first, I think it's very stupid for him to study mental behavior after he has a Ph.D. in cell biology, because I don't approve of his research results." Mu Yi looked at the sleeping man, "Wen Huan What she showed was more like... the result of being deeply hypnotized."

It was not poisoning, because there was no subcutaneous bleeding or bruising at the extremities of the limbs. Although the lower eyelids were blue and black, it was obviously dark circles, and it was not an external attack, because there was no trauma.That weird algae... that's not how it works.

Wen Huan is like a person who has completely given up his belief in survival, with only death in his eyes. Thinking about it this way, it is most likely that he has a mental problem, and Mu Yi happened to read some similar materials by accident, but the other party has a more serious mental problem. disease patients.

Yi Wen took this degree purely as a hobby, and she had seen a similar situation in a video the other party used for research.After the patient fell down the third flight of stairs, he firmly believed that he had already died. After his attending doctor guided him to ask "Since you are dead, why are you still talking?", he wanted to stimulate the other party to correct the wrong consciousness Know.

But after a period of time, the patient lost his response to external stimuli, which was similar to Wen Huan's current performance. He could not blink, did not move, and even corpse spots began to appear on his face!

The heart kept beating until it was too rotten to beat, and soon he really died, but all observers can be sure that his death was not painful, and the brain kept suggesting, "You are already a dead person".

"Wen Huan...has he been hypnotized?" Tao Qingyang asked tentatively after hearing Mu Yi's speculation.Isn't general hypnosis all about holding a pocket watch or something before your eyes, but Wen Huan has never experienced this.

I thought I could hear a definite answer, but Mu Yi shook his head and said, "I'm not sure, my professional direction is not to become a psychiatrist."

So, she can only fall asleep like this?Does the constant injection of anesthesia stop all thinking in the brain?

"Not necessarily." Mu Yi is absolutely unable to say any comforting words, "It is impossible for someone whose brain stops working completely. Breathing, heartbeat, these things are also part of the brain, and the subconscious is also quite strong. I don't think so. Anesthetics can solve the problem." Otherwise, based on the images she had seen, the group of psychiatrists would have given the patient injections.

"Is it...?" Tao Qingyang lowered his head and muttered.

Du Tangtang quickly comforted her: "Maybe she'll be fine once she wakes up, if not, she'll be sent to the hospital. By the way, how long does the anesthetic last?"

"Five or six hours." Mu Yi replied.

"Okay, then let's use this time to think about the time when she was most likely to have an accident."

Going through it from the beginning can help clarify many things that I can't figure out. After all, many details were forgotten during the incident.

This is what Wen Huan taught her before. Now, is he going to use this method to save her?

In China, except for the few days when Tao Qingyang returned to his hometown, we didn't see Wen Huan. The two of us were together at other times, which basically ruled out the possibility of being attacked. Besides, it's been too long. In general hypnosis, don't you wait for the number of hypnotists? Will it be effective immediately after finishing one, two, three?

But when they came to the United States, they had even less time to part. She was the only one who went out to find the goth girl in the middle of the night, but when she came back the next day... Yes, Wen Huanming was very tired when he came back, but he was not sleepy all the time. , nor fell asleep!

"Could it be at Locke's place?" Du Tangtang looked at the crowd, "We ate there, could there be a problem with the food?"

Except that she didn't drink red wine, everyone else had touched it. Tao Qingyang was fine, and Mu Yi was fine, so it wasn't the wine's problem, and besides, poisoning wouldn't affect the effect of hypnosis.

What about psychotropic drugs?

Could it be that there was something in the wine that caused mental instability, so Wen Huan was tricked?

On the surface, she is careless and heartless, but she is a person who is easy to think about things. In short, she thinks too much.

Was it Locke who did it?

No, the other party made it clear that he would not hurt them anymore, and besides, he couldn't get any benefits from it, and he was counting on using them... To be exact, Mu Yi's research results snatched him back from Moon. Wen Huan died.

If it was because of Wen Huan's indifference to him in the casino, he wouldn't have used such a troublesome method. He has Dania, so he can just call someone to do it?

No matter how he explained it, Tao Qingyang looked at the sleeping Wen Huan, almost crying.

What to do, she is so useless...

"Is there anything Wen Huan did that we didn't?" Du Tangtang asked.

Tao Qingyang frowned and thought, and suddenly thought of a question: Wen Huan's insomnia has existed since a long time ago!