Chapter 8: Talking about woad
The night was already very deep, the stars were dotted in the night sky, and a crescent moon had already spread a smiling face in the night sky at some point.
Qianli and the group exchanged views at the door of the police station for a short while, and then left separately.
Woad Lan entered the back seat of the car, looked at the night outside the car window with a pair of dark eyes on his side face, and saw that the traffic under the night cast a beam of light, which made the whole city feel dizzy, he frowned slightly, and began to close his eyes to recuperate. There was also a layer of bandage gauze tied to his forehead, and the wound was a little cracked, and a faint trace of red blood appeared on the gauze.
Zhang Liang looked at the blood through the rearview mirror and felt particularly dazzling. He didn't understand, incomparable, why his boss had just rushed to this police station after hastily treating his wounds? When he came, he came and reconciled with people who had caused trouble for no reason? This really did not conform to the boss's style in the past.
Who is his boss? That's a man who is so cold that he can become a monk!
I was puzzled, and when I saw the blood stain on the boss's forehead, my heart was full of curiosity and nervousness, and I looked at the boss a few times, and saw that he seemed to be in a trance, as if something was in his heart.
After hesitating for a moment, he cautiously asked, "Mr. Xiang, look, why don't you go to the ......hospital again?"
"Hmmm......"
When Xiang Lan heard this, she hummed softly, opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Liang's stunned expression and worried look, first stunned, and then a soft smile appeared on her face, as if unconscious, reached out and touched the bandage gauze, and said, "No need." ”
Zhang Liang said stubbornly: "But, you ......"
Woad: "It's fine. ”
Zhang Liang looked at the sunny smile on the boss's face, frowned slightly, his lips squirmed, as if he had something to say, and then subconsciously paused, and finally smiled helplessly and didn't ask more.
His boss, too elusive.
He often thinks that he is the person who knows woad best, he has always been wary of strangers, and he does not like anything magnificent and unforgettable...... But I have to admit that he often gives himself the feeling of a stranger.
Woad then closed her eyes again, as if she was thinking.
His chest rose and fell slightly, his breathing was even, the bandage gauze was on the forehead of the woad, like a wipe of the forehead, the silk bangs were gently attached to the gauze, a gust of wind poured into the car, blowing on the forehead, a few strands of hair were blown, under the shroud of the night, adding a bit of modest and gentlemanly demeanor to his already handsome face, and it was even more subtle.
His eyebrows, originally willow eyebrows, were thin and long, with a very beautiful curve, like willow leaves on the surface of a clear lake, swaying in the wind in summer. The long eyelashes have a soft curve that sets off the eyebrows with a warm and elegant look. At this time, it turned into a sharp sword eyebrow, reflecting the deep and unfathomable pupils.
A pair of slender, slightly raised magpie eyes were originally clear and bright, blazing, charming like silk, and when smiling, the eyes flowed and warmed. At this time, he also put on eyeliner and a faint earth-colored eyeshadow, and between his eyebrows was calm and domineering.
The dress of the eyebrows, combined with the dark and distinct silhouettes on the face and the thin powder of light barley, the original willow eyebrows and starry eyes, the eyebrows are clear and clear, and they become awe-inspiring and cold, calm and deep under the black eyebrows.
And all this disguise, with a touch of forehead, will also expose a little bit of Liu Gongzi's cunning.
She didn't recognize it.
Huan Lan frowned slightly, as if he was muttering something, and after a moment, a low, soft voice overflowed from his beautiful thin lips.
"I'm afraid it's a fake fan......"
"Huh?"
Zhang Liang's mouth opened slightly, slightly startled, revealing fine little white teeth, all bright and bright.
Woad still closed her eyes, waved her hands, and did not speak.
Zhang Liang was bored for a while, so he had to concentrate on driving.
It's late at night, the skyscrapers are dazzling with neon, the criss-crossing streets are brightly lit, and the cars are weaving like shuttles, like fireflies, flashing and flashing, and like a glowing dragon slowly and orderly wriggling. Occasionally, the noise is harsh. The car slowly drove through the city, and soon drove into a terraced house area, and then turned into a narrow entrance, and stopped in front of a brightly lit courtyard surrounded by osmanthus trees and a few bamboos.
Zhang Liang turned off the engine, "Boss, it's here." ”
Woad Lan collected her throbbing thoughts and was about to push the car door and walk out.
"Boss, look. ”
"Huh?"
"It seems to be to the doctor. ”
Xiang Lan was stunned and looked out the window, looking at Doctor Xiang who was standing at the gate.
A trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and he replied lightly: "Well, I know." You won't be there tomorrow to pick me up, I'll drive over by myself. ”
"Well, by the way, you tell Sister Zhang to let her come to me tomorrow. ”
"Huh, boss...... Oh, okay. “
"Well, you can go back. “
Zhang Liang was stubborn, twisted his head to look at the boss, his eyes were eager, and he said urgently: "Boss, you are hurt...... Will it work?"
Xianglan smiled and emphasized: "I'm fine, don't worry!"
Zhang Liang couldn't say that he was the boss, so he had to nod his head, handed the medicine back from the hospital to the boss, and there was another bit of nagging.
"If the doctor says, treat the wound once before going to bed and once before going out in the morning......"
Xiang Lan looked helpless and said, "Okay, I know, you can go back quickly." "Pushed the door open and got out of the car.
Zhang Liang had no choice but to drive the business car back silently.
Doctor Xiang was standing motionless at the door of the door of the Lan family. She is not tall, her skin is fair, her black hair is not curled or curly, and she is wearing a casual suit, which looks elegant and generous.
Woad walked up to her.
Xiang Xiang looked the doctor up and down, saw the forehead on his head, his face was first startled, then sank, and then smiled at him generously, with a slightly joking tone, and said, "What? You still learned to fight with people?"
Xianglan's slender fingers gracefully supported the corners of his forehead, with a helpless expression, and said with a smile: "Are you standing at my door late at night trying to scare me to death?"
Shrug at the doctor.
"I don't want to scare you to death, I think you're trying to kill yourself. ”
Xianglan was dumbfounded for a moment, her eyes flickered a little, and she smiled faintly: "With you, you can't die." ”
As the words fell, the air suddenly fell silent.
The smile on her face was a little faint, she turned around and pressed the password, the hand that had just pressed the password button stopped, and she turned her head to look at her, the corners of her lips were hooked, and her voice was warm.
"I mean really. ”
Xiang Xiang looked at the doctor with a complicated look in his eyes, that kind of gentle and slightly desperate gaze, and her heart was slightly cold. Trying to restrain his emotions, he paused for a while, snorted and smiled, and replied: "Thank you, you hold me up so highly, I can't run away, or you are cunning, no business or treachery!"
Xiang Lan took in her reaction, his eyes shone slightly, and a heavy smile appeared in his eyes, and he said leisurely: "So, you, you have a long way to go!"
In the cool night, his voice was much warmer.
The two entered the house one after the other.
Xiang took off his shoes and sat down on the couch and took out a small bag of medicine from his bag.
Olanzapine was written on the bag.
After a while, Woad Lan had already changed into her home clothes in the bedroom. As he walked to the sofa, he said lazily, "You have been waiting for me for a long time?" His confidence and sharpness were hidden under his lazy posture.
Xiang put away the smile when he entered the door, his eyes became bright and focused, and asked seriously, "How is the effect of the potion I recently prescribed to you?"
As soon as Xiang Lan heard this, his eyes turned cold, his eyebrows frowned slightly, his face changed slightly, he shook his head, and said as calmly as possible: "I'm afraid I have to increase the dosage." ”
Xiang frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and pushed the medicine in front of him, "This won't work!"
Even though she had deliberately suppressed it, she could still see a trace of worry in her eyes.
Xiang Lan stared at the medicine on the coffee table, the smile on his face dissipated, his cold eyes flashed with a touch of persistence, he was silent for a moment, and said seriously: "What harm will be there if the amount is increased?"
There were no ripples in Doctor Xiang's dark and cold eyes.
The two were silent for a while.
Doctor Xiang obviously did not want to continue to discuss this medically indisputable issue with him. Zhengse said: "I said it, this may cause him to resist. Our treatment plan is not an overnight solution!"
Xiang Lan's face was peaceful, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was only an uneasy look in his eyes, "Now he has appeared more and more often." ”
"The dosage is determined by us for your situation, and you still need to work hard in your case......"
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Xianglan's mouth, and a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes, "Doctor Xiang, you have treated me for so many years, I didn't invite you just to listen to your words." ”
Doctor Xiang was stunned by his helpless and gloomy eyes, and a slightly helpless smile hung on Doctor Xiang's face, "Who do you think I came here for in the middle of the night?
The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, like a smile, but there was only boundless fear in that smile.
"If it's really impossible, can't you aggravate the potion?"
"Just this time, it's not an example. But in order to be responsible for yourself, I want you to start with self-overcoming, that ...... If conservative treatment really doesn't work, we ......"
Wolan's eyes flickered, his head lowered, his hands clenched into fists slightly, and his shoulders trembled slightly.
"No, we continue to treat conservatively. ”
The atmosphere became dull and oppressive.
Changed positions to Erlang's legs crossed by the doctor, moved his lower body, and looked at him with his chin propped up, thoughtfully, and there was a hint of worry between his eyebrows.
The man in front of her was her patient for many years.
The first time I saw him, I was shocked by his beautiful appearance. Looking at it coldly, his eyebrows were cold and soft, silent as water, and he was not alarmed. The style of acting is extraordinarily calm and low-key, and he can handle most situations calmly. When receiving treatment, she always felt that he was too feminine, cold, lonely, tranquil, and unworldly. He doesn't look like a young CEO at all, but like a deliberately silent and unmoving, like a beast lurking in the shadows, ready to attack at any time.
She could never have imagined that such a man was a patient. He has always been alone, suffering from illness, amnesia, loneliness, and fear. It's a fear that you can't empathize with.
During one of the treatments, another one ran out. The arrogant, narcissistic, and domineering Woad threw away all the medicines on the table...... and pinched her neck fiercely, frowned and crossed, and shouted fiercely to tell her to get away.
At that moment, she felt that the man in front of her was so pitiful, so pitiful that even her, who had nothing to do with him, felt faintly heartbroken.
Xianglan calmed down, regained her calm demeanor, looked at the doctor, her eyes were cold again, and she said slowly and carefully: "I listen to you." ”
The lowered voice was soft and gentle, warm and shiny, interrupting Doctor Xiang's thoughts.
Doctor Xiang suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart, reached out to comb the fine hair that was blown away on his forehead, and nodded, "Well, believe in yourself." ”