Not long after, Chen You was sitting in the coffee shop next to the supermarket, facing the suspected AIDS patient in broad daylight, the coffee shop was crowded, and he didn't know anything.
Chen felt relieved. He remembered that this person's surname was Shan, Shan Liang, which was a homonym for kindness.
Very interesting name.
Shan Liang took a sip of coffee, his face was too pale, and his facial features were very attractive, "Doctor, did you bother you?"
Chen Youxin said, dare I say yes, I dare not, don't you find that I am very cowardly
He showed a gentle and harmless smile, "No."
Shan Liang put down the cup, "Doctor, can I spare you a little time?"
Chen looked at the young man again. Are you going to tell a story again? You said you, why tell me once or twice? Could it be that the words "Big brother who knows me" are written on my face
He sighed in his heart, "Tell me what you want."
Not long after the sun had risen, pedestrians and vehicles on the street continued to intersect with light and shadow.
Shan Liang's eyelids are drooping. He is wearing a high-necked brown sweater. His face, lips are white, and hands are also white. Only the parts that are exposed are almost transparent.
Chen You waited quietly, without urging.
After a long time, Shan Liang said, "I have a younger brother and a younger sister. Since elementary school, I have been ranked first in every exam. My certificate of merit is posted on the wall at home. My younger siblings regard me as a role model, and the whole family regards me as an example." Proud."
"After I entered high school, I started to participate in competitions, big and small, and worked hard for my class and myself. My dream is to be a teacher."
Speaking of this, Shan Liang pursed his lips and smiled, very innocent and a little shy.
Chen You was stunned, and suddenly wanted to continue listening, but the other party stopped in high school, as if his life also stopped in that year.
He missed his curiosity and ran out, "And then?"
The smile on Shan Liang's face disappeared, and instead of continuing, he asked, "Doctor, do you believe in fate?"
Chen was silent again.
He thought for a while, "How should I put it, life is all there, believe it or not."
Shan Liang muttered to himself, "Yes, I'm here."
Chen You felt cold inexplicably, not the cold in winter, but the impermanence of life, the helplessness and desolation of destiny.
Shan Liang sighed, "Doctor, I finally got my wish, but I'm not happy."
He rubbed his pale fingers with a confused expression, "I don't know what else I can pursue."
Chen You felt that in front of him was a lost lamb who couldn't figure out the direction, so he didn't want to run away, waiting where he was to grow old and die.
Now it is not sure whether the other party has AIDS, and whether it has anything to do with Jiang Meiren.
It would be immoral to conclude this kind of matter with assumptions and conjectures.
"Do you know that there is a country where people don't wear clothes all year round? Do you know that there is a kind of fruit in the world that is white, but the juice that flows out is black? Do you know that there is a tree that can shed tears..."
Chen said a lot in one breath, and he drank the rest of the coffee, "The world is big, far beyond your imagination. If you are tired from work and life is boring, take a vacation and go for a walk, and you will find A lot of fun."
Shan Liang stared at Chen You's hand wrapped around the Band-Aid, then looked away for a while and smiled, "Doctor, you know a lot."
I'm talking nonsense, Chen sighed again, "This world is also very exciting, even more exciting than you imagine."
"Life is alive, unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, and there is no way you can say no when you encounter it, such as me, when I am unlucky, I will think, God treats me badly, wants to make me sad, wants to see my jokes, I'm not, I want to be good to myself, I want to be happy, I'm mad at it."
Shan Liang was startled, but he laughed again, different from before, "Doctor, your friend must be very happy."
Chen didn't know what to say.
A person's attitude towards life cannot interfere with others, nor can others change him.
Shan Liang lowered his eyes, "It would be great if I could get to know the doctor sooner."
I just arrived, so it won't be early, Chen asked again, "Do you want more coffee? If you want, I'll order another cup for you."
"No more."
Shan Liang stood up, "Doctor, I wish you all your dreams come true."
He didn't shake hands with Chen You, he turned and left, his figure was unusually thin.
Chen You breathed a sigh of relief, and chased after whatever he thought of. People on the street came and went, but the person was gone.
"What a weirdo..."
Chen muttered again, he ran back to the coffee shop and took his shopping bag away.
All wishes come true, this blessing is good.
Chen You felt a little regretful, he should have sent a blessing too, but unfortunately he was slow to react and didn't catch up.
The sick look of that man was spinning in Chen You's mind. He took a breath of cold air with car exhaust on the side of the street, "Then I wish you health and happiness."
The phone in his pocket rang. It was an alarm clock, reminding Chen You to go to the hospital.
When he arrived at the hospital, Chen You went to the next door. Doctor Zhou was talking to a nurse. Seeing him, he let the nurse go.
Chen also noticed that the nurse's eyes were red, and he asked Dr. Zhou, "What's wrong?"
Doctor Zhou asked him to close the door, "The window period is so long, some people have poor mental capacity."
Chen twitched again, "There are only a few routes of transmission, why are you so afraid?"
Doctor Zhou said, "What if life is not good?"
Chen You, "..."
Dr. Zhou said, "A few years ago, a two-year-old girl was infected with hepatitis B after a blood transfusion. It was the hospital's business."
The corners of Chen You's eyes twitched. Blood transfusions are risky, going out is risky, and eating is risky. How should I live my life
"You tell me your life, and I, a patient, also tell me your life. I don't understand."
"It's a mystery if you don't understand." Dr. Zhou asked, "How about your examination results, Dr. Chen?"
Chen added, "I'm sure I'm fine."
Dr. Zhou said with a smile that a good mentality is really good.
Seeing that Chen was about to leave again, he hurriedly said, "Don't leave, let's talk again while we're not busy."
Chen Youxuan was also in a daze when he went back to his own place, so he simply sat on the chair and chatted with Director Zhou.
Near noon, after Yan Shu finished the operation, he answered the phone and went out.
Moments later, in a park
There are few people walking around at this point. If it is a few hours earlier, there will be a wave of old men and women doing morning exercises, and there will be young people running and walking in the morning.
Jiang Meiren was wearing a woolen hat and several black scarves around her neck, her face was frighteningly white.
With a click, she lit a cigarette, took a puff into the void, and then slowly exhaled a cloud of white mist.
The smoke gradually lingered, covering Jiang Meiren's vision and expression.
In the dark, everything is a definite number.
Just last night, she made up her mind to leave the city and start over in a place where no one knows and the lunatic can't find her. After thinking about it, she will actively cooperate with the treatment and try her best to live longer.
However, when she checked the email, she found an email from more than half a month ago.
An unintentional move dragged her into the darkness, and she couldn't get up this time.
That email was a belated apology and greeting, asking how she was doing.
She's not good, she's terrible.
Jiang Meiren stared at the computer screen, and smashed the computer to the ground the next moment.
Many years ago, Jiang Meiren was hiking with some friends, and met another group of people on the way. They had a good talk, and they went on the road together.
At the top of the mountain, Jiang Meiren had sex with an English man without any measures. At that time, she was young, and the other man fascinated her again. She spent crazy days and nights on the mountain.
When going down the mountain, they were intimidated by the locals and asked to buy some things and hand over their valuables.
In the end, there was a conflict and a fight.
It was a trip that had a happy beginning and ended in horror, and it was Jiang Meiren's last trip.
At that time, someone was injured and someone was bleeding, and Jiang Meiren was no exception. She was dragged down the mountain by the British man, and there was blood on each other.
They managed to escape, kissing, embracing, and making love madly, more intense than ever.
Recalling this, Jiang Meiren's fingertips began to tremble, she lowered her head, and her body trembled slightly.
God made a joke on her.
The British man was later found to have AIDS. He was cowardly and evasive, and never contacted her. He only got her contact information from her former colleague before he died, and wrote her such an email.
Confess to her, want her forgiveness, and go to heaven.
A month later, Jiang Meiren was dragged by her colleagues to donate blood.
She didn't dare to think about which patient's body her blood was transfused into.
Not to mention, is it possible that Shan Liangyong's blood belonged to her back then.
Maybe the other party has already found out
Retribution, all retribution.
Last night, Jiang Meiren soaked herself in a bathtub filled with cold water. The biting coldness reminded her of many things.
One year, when she returned to her residence after surgery, it was early morning and there were no people on the street.
She met a few drunkards and was almost QJed, but a young man came out and stopped the incident from happening.
Jiang Meiren was very scared. She ran away and went home to take a shower and sleep. She didn't call the police, and didn't care about the boy's life or death.
It wasn't until last night that she put together those pictures. That boy was Shan Liang.
Back then, she always felt that someone was following her, and it was Shan Liang.
He wanted to kill her, but he never did it, holding her life in his hands.
Her thoughts suddenly came back, like a sudden brake, stimulating Jiang Meiren's nerve endings, she snuffed out the cigarette, and lit another one.
This time, when she talked about today's purpose, it was also a difficult sentence.
"Yan Shu, I'm sorry."
Yan Shu next to him crossed his long legs and said nothing.
Jiang Meiren was smoking, her throat was blocked, her nose was also blocked, she choked up, "I'm really sorry..."
That day her arm was injured, and it was Yan Shu who pressed her hand. At that time, Yan Shu had a small cut in the palm of his hand.
There was an earlier time when a heart patient died on the operating table, and his family members came to make trouble, and a group of people beat him up.
That operation was not done by Yan Shu, it was a doctor under him, but he had to stand up and solve it due to his profession.
At that time, there was a wound on his back, and she, who was also injured, did emergency treatment.
At that time, who would pay attention to whether there was a virus in the blood and whether it would be contagious.
why? From last night to now, Jiang Meiren has asked herself and God countless times.
She was wrong, and it has nothing to do with anyone else.
"sorry."
Jiang Meiren repeated back and forth that she didn't know her condition, and if this person was infected, she would have missed the opportunity to get a barrier injection long ago.
Now she can only pray to God, don't harm irrelevant people.
She regretted that she didn't do that in the past, otherwise she wouldn't have an inseparable relationship with Shan Liang.
Jiang Meiren cried and said, "Yan Shu, you should go to the CDC for another checkup in a few weeks.
She paused, "Bring Chen You."
Yan Shu finally said, "Everyone has his own destiny."
Jiang Meiren turned her head to look in disbelief, tears were still on her face, the smoke cleared, revealing her pained expression, now she was much more shocked.
Yan Shu was indifferent.
Jiang Meiren was stunned for a long time, her mouth was full of bitterness, this man didn't even give her hatred.
"This, can you give it to Chen You for me?"
Yan Shu glanced at the paper bag handed over, but didn't take it out with his hand in his pocket, "What?"
Jiang Meiren said, "It's all my property, and there is a letter." She didn't say who the letter was for.
Yan Shu's brows twitched, and he took it.
Jiang Meiren pinched out the half-burned cigarette between her fingers, and she seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. She put on her bag and stepped out of the park in stiletto heels.
Two days later, a piece of news appeared online.
Chen You was squatting in the toilet to read the newsletter. He was bored. He flipped through the entertainment and kept updating it. He really had nothing else to read, so he went to watch the city's report. When he saw the news suddenly, he was caught off guard and stared. After a few seconds, he yelled in shock, "Yan Shu, come quickly—"
Yan Shu in the living room put down the mop and went to the bathroom door, "Did it fall into the toilet?"
Chen You hurriedly said, "No, come in, I'll give you..."
Yan Shu interrupted loudly, "Don't go in, I think it stinks."
Chen You, "..."
Damn, I didn't let Lao Tzu finish his sentence, he hurriedly wiped his butt and went out, "Something happened."
Yan Shu leaned against the door, moved his nose, turned and left.
The clothes on the back were caught, and he didn't look back, "Go to the balcony to let off the smell, when the smell stops, we'll talk again."
"I told you that something happened!"
Chen walked around in front of Yan Shu, showing him the phone with a solemn expression.
Yan Shu glanced lightly across the screen, there was a piece of news on it, and two photos were attached.
His face was expressionless, as if expected.
Of the two photos on the screen, one is a passport photo, showing a young and beautiful girl, and the other is a corpse covered with a white cloth, showing a face.
The face was the same as in the ID photo, but it was no longer alive, only dead white.
Jiang Meiren died, it was suicide.
She used the simplest way to get rid of it, but after all, she still didn't have the courage to face herself.