"Xie Qingcheng... You really didn't have any extra favors for me at that time?"
"… "
Xie Qingcheng's direction was against the light source. In the darkness of the night, He Yu could not see the expression on Xie Qingcheng's face, but felt that the hand supporting him trembled slightly.
"Xie Qingcheng, why do you have to leave?"
He Yu asked again - he can still be calm at this point. It seemed that the more terrifying and critical the scene, the less important it was to him.
"… "
"...you lied to me, it wasn't just the time, was it?"
The child's eyes.
The boy's eyes.
Just like that, calm, childish, stubborn, but also like... aloof. In this way, looking straight at him.
Digging three feet in the ground, I can't find an answer.
Xie Qingcheng suddenly felt that he couldn't face his eyes, he closed his eyes: "...I'll take you out first."
Time was running out, and he insisted on taking He Yu out of the archives. When they ran from the silent room to the loud and noisy outdoors, the police lights were spinning in front of them, and the sirens were blaring in their ears. It was like falling into a kaleidoscope world.
Zheng Jingfeng's people have also discovered the real meaning behind L, and figured out the location. The red and blue flashes are like tides, approaching from all sides.
When Xie Qingcheng hugged He Yu, who was bleeding profusely, and walked down the steps, Zheng Jingfeng slammed open the car door and got out of the car.
The face of the criminal police captain on this mission was covered with frost, and his leopard-like eyes were filled with concern and anger. The two contradictory emotions were like a shadow play on his face.
"Xie Qingcheng..."
"The archives are going to explode. You can't let people in."
This was the first sentence Xie Qingcheng said after approaching Zheng Jingfeng.
Zheng Jingfeng looked like he wanted to grab the two of them by the neck and put them in handcuffs, but his eyes met Xie Qingcheng's eyes... Those eyes very similar to Zhou Muying made him dare not at the last moment. Confront it.
Xie Qingcheng had blood on his cheek. Zheng Jingfeng didn't know whose blood belonged to him, but the blood stain made him feel extremely guilty.
Yes, he did not let Xie Qingcheng approach him. Xie Qingcheng was not a policeman and was not qualified to participate so much.
Even if everything in front of him is related to the unsolved death of his parents nineteen years ago. He could only tell Xie Qingcheng that this is a secret and you must give it to us.
However, the action of the organization is often lower than that of the individual, and the more formal the organization is, the more so. What's more, there are probably black police in the bureau now, and the other gang seems to be a cross-border criminal gang that makes good use of high technology, so Xie Qingcheng has handed the problem to them for 19 years, and they have not yet submitted it to Xie Qingcheng. A solid answer. Even the deciphering of the archives, because of the constraints of all parties, they came slower than Xie Qingcheng.
"Hurry back and retreat." Zheng Jingfeng didn't have time to be surprised or asked more, and immediately turned his attention from the walkie-talkie.
"The archives exploded/exploded, all retreat!"
After he finished speaking, he took Xie Qingcheng and He Yu into the police car, went up last, and slammed the door.
After getting in the car, everyone around looked at Xie Qingcheng with a very strange look.
The radio and television tower not far away seemed to have resumed the normal light projection. Xie Qingcheng glanced at it. It was no longer a scarlet handkerchief throwing death game. There were figures shaking on it. Maybe it was an advertisement, but he didn't have time. If you look closely, the car has started roaring.
At this time, the main road of the campus was basically evacuated. The police car was galloping all the way, flashing red and blue, and it seemed to be fleeing for several hundred meters, and then—
"boom!!!!"
There was a thunderous tremor behind him, followed by a loud noise like a rock, accompanied by the screams of those who saw this scene from all sides.
rumbling...
The archives really exploded...
Bricks and tiles cracked like mountains, suddenly covering up the past.
Xie Qingcheng leaned on the car, and as long as he passed the rear window glass, he could see the billowing flames rising in the direction of the archives, and the crime and punishment were wrapped up in the wind, twisted into powder, and shattered into pieces that could no longer be shattered. Pieces of patchwork.
Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and never looked back.
The clues were all torn to pieces, and he... couldn't look back.
…
After a long time, the deafening explosion stopped.
It was quiet inside the car, and everyone's attention was focused on the crime scene. The police car stopped, the police got out one after another, there was the whirring of the wind outside, the crackling of flames in the distance, and…
suddenly-
"What's your dissatisfaction?"
a man's voice.
The sound was very loud, and it was coming from several mobile phones in the car.
"What's your dissatisfaction, go and tell the hospital."
Xie Qingcheng paused and opened his eyes—did he have hallucinations when he was shocked? How could he hear his own voice.
"Don't argue with me here."
No, not hallucinations.
He suddenly realized something, and suddenly opened his eyes—
It's a video!
The mobile phone video transmitted to the entire Shanghai area has not stopped!
In addition, the broadcast tower is also playing the same content as the mobile phone projection.
The moment he saw the video projected by the radio and television tower, he immediately understood why the police officers looked at him with a strangeness that should not have been there.
The video has been playing for some time, at least before He Yu and Xie Qing showed it, the radio and television tower was already occupied by the video screen.
Xie Qingcheng turned on his cell phone, which had been turned off, and the cell phone was immediately kidnapped by the hacker's robbery signal. He received the video image that was synchronized with the radio and television tower in real time.
That was me years ago.
He was wearing the uniform of Huyi Hospital, with the pale blue Huyi coat of arms tattooed on his snow-white placket, and a plastic work name tag and two pens on his chest. The surrounding scene was chaotic. The patients in the hospital were watching. He was standing in front of his department door, with a unkempt woman in front of him.
"… "
Xie Qingcheng immediately knew what day this happened. but-
His expression changed slightly, and he went to see He Yu.
He Yu frowned and didn't fully realize what happened, but he already knew that this video was the one the hacker wanted him to click to see "whether it's worth it".
His shoulder was still bleeding, and a police doctor was urgently treating the injury for him. The other party said to him, "I'll debride you to stop the bleeding, but it will hurt a bit. You can bear with it."
He Yu said casually, "Thank you."
Pain, blood, and even death were nothing to him.
He stared intently at the changing light of the beacon.
The screen continues.
The unkempt woman in the video is howling: "Why do you want me to show relevant documents? Why do you want the security to check me? Is it easy for me to just see a doctor? It's so hard to get the number of your hospital specialist, number They were all snatched by scalpers! You have to add 500 yuan to buy a place to see a doctor! Why?"
"Not only will people die if they are poor, but they will also be run on by your doctors, and they will be treated differently by you, right? You think I want to be so dirty and smelly. I closed the stall at four in the morning and I was waiting outside your hospital to open the door. Waiting in line, do I have time to get as clean and fresh as you do? I'm not a bad person!"
But the young Xie Qingcheng looked coldly at the woman who was crying with her knees in front of him, with her hands in the pockets of her white coat, with an indifferent expression: "After the Yibeihai incident, you were like this in me. Sitting at the door of the consultation room, but not my patient, I know what you want to do?"
Woman: "I just want to see a doctor!!"
Xie Qingcheng said with a blank face: "You want to treat the disease, I also want to be safe, please don't sit in front of my clinic, go to the internal medicine department if you should go to the internal medicine department, go to the neurosurgery department if you need to go to the neurosurgery department, here I am. It doesn't match the number you're holding in your hand."
"But other places are full of people, and the ground is not allowed to sit. I managed to find an empty seat. I just want to take a break and stand for a day..."
"You keep this with the security guard. I'm a doctor who pays for medical treatment. I don't want to risk being killed in the line of duty."
The surrounding patients didn't want to argue with the doctor at first, and they all tried their best to endure their anger, but seeing the woman was so fierce that Xie Qingcheng burst into tears, and Xie Qingcheng's speech was so aggressive, anger came from his heart, and someone rushed. Xie Qingcheng roared: "What are you doing! Don't you have a mother? Yi Beihai is an example. You don't have to kill all the patients with one stick, right? A selfish person like you is nothing like Mr. Qin Ciyan. By comparison! You are also worthy of being a doctor?"
Xie Qingcheng raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of peach blossom eyes that were sharp and a bit mean: "Whether you think I'm worthy or not, I'm a doctor."
"I don't think it's worth dying for a patient, and being killed by a neuropathy is even more ridiculous. Doctors are just a profession. Don't pretend to sacrifice without self and carry out moral kidnapping every day."
His lips opened and closed.
"A doctor's life is always more important than the life of an uncontrollable neurotic. Do you understand?"
"… "
The video behind it was messed up. Someone was pushing the photographer in the angry crowd, and the picture was shaking so hard that people couldn't see clearly, only the excited cursing of the patients could be heard.
Countless mobile phones are playing this picture, and the screen windows are flashing, spreading all this quickly to all corners of the Internet.
For a while, the cell phone in the car, whether it was Xie Qingcheng's or someone else's in the police force, kept vibrating as long as it was not set to complete silent mode. That's chat groups and messages sent to them by individuals.
He Yu sat in the seat of a police car while medical staff dealt with the gunshot wound to his shoulder. In the process of watching the video, he always rested his forehead against the window glass and looked at the radio and television tower quietly.
Looking at the video that the other hacker tried to send to him, he chose not to open it.
Xie Qingcheng felt that his heart was sinking.
It was this thing.
In order to interfere with He Yu, the other party exposed his incident.
He suddenly wanted to say something to He Yu, but he didn't know what to say, and there seemed to be nothing to explain. He stopped watching the video, and he knew exactly what he said and did at the time.
There are sins that he can't explain at all, and secrets that he must keep hidden - at this moment, it has been turned under the eyes of everyone.
He didn't care. When he did that and said that, he knew that he would have grievances in the future, that he would have criticism all his life, and that everything had to pay a price. And he was ready to keep that secret all his life, and he knew exactly what kind of future he would face.
But at this moment, his eyes fell on the quiet young man next to him...
He Yu's shoulder was still bleeding out, the doctor stretched it with a hemostat, and the sweetness of the blood still permeated the semi-closed police command car.
Xie Qingcheng thought of the first time he looked at this young man a few hours ago.
He Yu extended his hand to him. At that time, no one was willing to help him. Even Chen Man chose to obey the rules.
But He Yu said, "I can help you."
The outstretched hand was slender, wide, clean, and beautiful. Even the nails were trimmed very neatly. It could be seen that he was a pampered young master with good living habits.
No blood, no injuries.
There are only faint old scars on the wrists, but they have all healed.
—
"Why are you… "
"Because of this action, you also did it to me."
"… "
"I haven't forgotten."
The dazzling blood pierced Xie Qingcheng's eyes.
And the unstoppable video footage also fell into He Yu's field of vision.
The picture changed again.
It's in the hospital conference room.
Xie Qingcheng seems to have completed a very good academic report, and the hospital is recognizing him for his professional title.
But the colleagues applauding below were not enthusiastic, and the timeline should be shortly after his conflict with the patient.
The dean asked him to say a few words, Xie Qingcheng stood up, and his eyes calmly swept over a person below.
He didn't say a testimonial, what he said was: "This is my last report in this court, and I have decided to resign."
"… "
Several mindless interns were still mechanically clapping their hands.
But after two shots, the intern came back to his senses, his eyes widened in surprise, his mouth grew, and he looked at Xie Qingcheng as blankly as everyone below.
Xie Qingcheng is the youngest and most promising doctor in their hospital, and his ability is so powerful that he seems like a pervert. Before him, Huyi Hospital had never had a deputy chief doctor of this age. Even if he made some inappropriate remarks a while ago, it will pass. Which doctor has never had a conflict with a few patients in his life
But Xie Qingcheng said that he would resign.
The dean's expression suddenly became very stiff, and he laughed dryly: "... Doctor Xie, you should go down first. We will talk about work after the meeting."
The medical director also forced a smile and took the microphone: "Dr. Xie is in a bad mood these days. None of us can accept anything like this from Professor Qin. Dr. Xie and Professor Qin's departments are close, and they must have had a good relationship with their former colleagues. It's very good, at that time you witnessed Professor Qin's sacrifice with your own eyes, and we can understand some of your emotions... "
"I'm not familiar with Qin Ciyan." Xie Qingcheng interrupted her, "I'm not in a bad mood because of Professor Qin."
"I just don't want to be the next Qin Ciyan."
The following students with Qin Ciyan couldn't help it: "Xie Qingcheng, what did you say? What do you mean by not wanting to be the next Qin Ciyan! My teacher has dedicated his life to the medical cause, how do you—"
"But I don't want to."
"… "
"Doctors are just a profession for me, and I will do what I have to do, but I don't think it's normal to sacrifice my life in this position."
"I don't know why a large part of all of you here have tears in their eyes, or even take pride in it, or they don't care about their safety and rescue the patients with problems in the procedure. Professor Qin is respectable, but he was the one who caused the accident in the end. It's his own fault. Why would he give a mentally ill mother a knife when the formalities are not complete."
Qin Ciyan's students suddenly rose up: "Xie Qingcheng, you!!!"
"Forgive me completely incomprehensible."
The meeting room was messed up, and the little doctor's grief and anger could not be suppressed, and he gushed out: "What are you talking about!"
"What's to blame? Do you think Professor Qin's death is his own fault?"
"Xie Qingcheng, you forgot how you used to talk about mentally ill people? You are the one who supported them to live in society, to be tolerant to them, and to treat them as ordinary people. How have you changed now? Something has happened. You're scared, right? You saw with your own eyes how Professor Qin sacrificed himself on the day of his accident, and you're scared!"
"You watched him being thrown down with blood, and you saw the blood in his office, didn't you fear? You are afraid that one day the person who encounters this kind of thing is yourself! You are all in contact with mental patients, you It's more dangerous than him! Just say it if you're afraid! No one will laugh at you! Don't belittle Professor Qin's sacrifice, okay?"
Xie Qingcheng said coldly, "Yes, I'm afraid."
The little doctor gritted his teeth: "Then what else did you say treat mental patients equally—"
"Excuse me, how do you talk to cancer patients. Will you directly say that you are sorry that you are going to die soon?"
Xie Qingcheng didn't have the slightest expression on his face, his brows and eyes were as cold as frost and snow: "You wouldn't say that either."
"Truth is truth, and words are words. As a mental health doctor, I have to give my patients hope and encouragement to feel like they are being treated like a normal human being."
"But ask yourselves, who of you really doesn't have a grudge against dangerous mental patients? Who of you is willing to be alone with them, and even give your life to those patients without reservation."
"… "
"Any of you can do it."
"So... those things you said are just beautiful words on the scene... you are not... you are not... you are a hypocrite who is a bitch and wants to build a torii!!"
Xie Qingcheng did not quarrel with the person who lost his temper. He was still very calm, so calm that it was almost cold, cold and almost cold-blooded. He said: "Qin Ciyan may be a saint. I'm just an ordinary person. I wear this dress to work as a doctor who sees a doctor. After I take off my clothes after get off work, I have a family, a wife and sister to take care of. I'm not as tall as him. consciousness."
"… "
"If you want to be Qin Ciyan, just go."
As Xie Qingcheng said, he took off the evaluation badge he had just obtained and put it back in the satin box padded with red velvet. The eyes are very clear, very calm-
"I just want to be a normal person."
The video is placed here, and the screen suddenly flashes twice.
suddenly extinguished.
The countdown to the WZL death game has ended. The police can no longer tolerate the opponent's aggressive behavior. The control of information dissemination could have been regained long ago, but the terrorist attack involving innocent residents in Shanghai made them not dare to act rashly. Can let the other party be arrogant.
At this point, they couldn't let the picture continue any longer. The above gave an order, and the "Blood Sword" radio and television tower, which had been lively all night, finally seemed to wake up from the devil's control and was cut off from the main valve.
A bang, the sound of a big power outage.
Just like the curtain call on the stage, the radio and television tower has lost its brilliance, and no half inch of brilliance has been seen in an instant.
Behind the radio and television tower, the fire was still burning, and the sky-high flames dyed the night over the archives red. The police stood around the century-old building that had fallen in raging flames. Someone called 119 for emergency communications.
There was noise all over the campus, and no one slept tonight.
Inside the car, it was deadly silent.
Video is gone.
The screen is over.
But He Yu's eyes kept looking at the radio and television tower - he was very peaceful, even a little scary, just looking at the lighthouse that was completely dark, motionless.
—
"The vast majority of mentally ill people are the feedback of normal humans to the abnormal environment..."
"Unequal social relations, abnormal atmosphere, these are the main culprits that have caused major psychological blows to 'them'. It is ironic that almost all of them come from family, workplace, society, and from 'us'."
"He Yu, sooner or later, you will have to rely on yourself to get out of your inner shadow."
"You need to rebuild bridges with people, with society."
"I wish you a speedy recovery."
"Hey, kid."
"Aren't you in pain..."
"… "
Those words that Xie Qingcheng said back then, those who pry open the shackles of He Yu's heart, and make him more or less willing to regard Xie Qingcheng as a different encouragement, those who comforted He Yu when he was extremely distressed, here For a moment, it floated up like mustard dust, but it seemed indescribably absurd and cold.
He Yu looked at the lighthouse.
There was no light in the lighthouse, and his eyes were terrifyingly dark.
Forget the days, that is, these videos were shot at almost the same time, and the difference between before and after is estimated to be no more than a month. Xie Qingcheng resigned as his personal doctor, and then he seemed to get out of the dragon's den and stay away from some malignant infectious diseases. It seems to have escaped.
The doctor was debriding him, and the gunshot wound on his arm suddenly seemed to be in severe pain.
Otherwise, why would he feel cold all over
Why are you looking pale
"… He Yu."
"… "
"I..."
He Yu heard Xie Qingcheng's voice next to him.
He patiently waited for Xie Qingcheng to speak.
One second, another second.
But Xie Qingcheng did not continue.
These words are indeed what he said, no matter what the cause is, what the purpose is, and what secrets are hidden in it, these are his own words, and in the wave of Qin Ciyan incident, He Yu was indeed sacrificed by him that one.
Then, he really has no reason to explain more to this young man.
At this moment, He Yu suddenly felt absurd - he hated doctors originally, and he hated Xie Qingcheng at the beginning, what did Xie Qingcheng rely on to gain his trust, and what method did Xie Qingcheng use to make him more or less open to him? A little inner door
Isn't it the so-called equal treatment, isn't it just treating him as a part of normal society, supporting him to come out of the dark dragon's lair and touch the bright light outside
But in a place he couldn't see, in a place he didn't know, after Qin Ciyan's accident and before Xie Qingcheng resigned, what did this man say
He Yu slowly closed his eyes, he felt as if someone had slapped him mercilessly on the cheek.
Because of the heavy years, the slap was not so strong when it landed on the face. He Yu thought that he would not have any emotional ups and downs because of it.
It's just flesh and blood, faint, and eventually there will be some slight tingling.
"Okay. The wound is temporarily bandaged for you, and I will send someone to take you to the hospital." The police officer in charge of medical work said to He Yu, "It's better to deal with it quickly. You can go to another car with me. "
"… "
"classmate?"
He Yu opened his eyes.
He was too calm, too calm to be terrifying.
Xie Qingcheng's cell phone received calls one after another, concerned, anxious, confirmed... Calls with different purposes were pouring in frantically at this moment.
Xie Qingcheng did not pick it up.
He looked at He Yu's silhouette.
And He Yu just politely said to the doctor in the police force, "Thank you, I'm really bothering you."
With a long leg, he stepped out of the car calmly.
He took a few steps forward, and it wasn't until now that he had to leave early, he was finally willing to stop and turned his face slightly, the red and blue lights of the police lights painted an unpredictable layer on his smooth profile. light edge.
He smiled lightly, and the fire flickered in his dark eyes: "Doctor Xie. Unexpectedly, the truth turned out to be like this."
"… "
"After pretending for so many years, you have sacrificed too much. It's really hard for you."
"… "
When he said this sentence, He Yu felt that it was really ironic.
For so many years, what he feared most was being treated as an alien.
It was Xie Qingcheng who walked into his lonely lair, gave him a good faith, gave him armor for the first time in his life, and made him believe that one day, he could also find a bridge to a normal society.
He is so firm in believing in Xie Qingcheng's words, even if he hates him again, even if he draws such a clear line, even if Xie Qingcheng has walked so ruthlessly, he still understands him and holds those few words like a fool Words of encouragement, wearing the armor he gave him, persistent, after so long.
But inside the armor, it turned out to have thorns.
He thought it could withstand the cynicism from the outside, but when it was caught off guard, it triggered thousands of stabbing knives from the inside, and it hurt him from head to toe.
The creed that Xie Qing presented to him was false.
Even he lied to him.
"Xie Qingcheng, if you are so afraid of me, you can tell me directly from the beginning."
"You don't have to do things in person and behind the scenes, and you don't have to tell me so many big truths that go against your heart. That way, it won't be... "
He Yu stopped and didn't finish the sentence.
His figure is very lonely, and his voice is still very calm - just like Xie Qingcheng had expected, just like Xie Qingcheng had taught him. Extremely calm.
He Yu just smiled in the end, his blood was still in Xie Qingcheng's palm, and his sneer was drifting in the wind.
Then he turned around completely, followed the policemen without looking back, and walked in the direction of the other car.