For a long time after that, Lin Chen was thinking, what would he do if the person who got out of the car to chase Xu Ran at that time was a criminal servant?

Maybe he won't be as silent as he is, with his skills, maybe he will detain Xu Ran as early as he knocks over the newsstand money, or he will shout and use his voice to stop the people chasing and running in front of him, what will he say, "don't move" or "stop"?

If it's a criminal company, maybe there's a better way......

If there was a better way, maybe Xu Ran was sitting across from her right now, and she would cry to him about Li Jingtian, and he would hand her a tissue or a glass of water, and tell her that she would pass as soon as she went, and he would catch the bad guy.

However, now, Lin Chen's eyes looked into the intensive care unit.

Actually, it's also a face-to-face situation now, only now, he is standing outside the window, and she is lying on the bed.

Some catheters and wires were connected to Xu Ran's body, she lay there lifeless, a light yellow liquid liquid was injected into her body drop by drop along the hose, the heartbeat, blood pressure, and respiratory index on the monitor were temporarily stable, but it was only temporarily stable, and no one knew when, the alarm of the disappearance of vital signs would sound again.

Lin Chen looked at Xu Ran's face that was covered by a ventilator, her eyebrows and eyes were deeply wrinkled, she was a very typical appearance that was tortured by life, obviously only 25 years old, but her age seemed to be a reversal of her real age.

Because of the car accident operation, Xu Ran's intracranial pressure was too high, a piece of the ancient skull flap on her head was removed, and there were brown blood stains and yellow vomit traces on her face, as if it was the most shoddy doll, because the children fought in the process of fighting, and became fragmented.

But unfortunately, dolls and people are always different, and the doctor said that it is unknown whether the patient can wake up or not, because the truck is run over twice, and the patient's internal organs are facing failure at any time.

In short, the classic scenes in those movies or TV series are like this, doctors always say that whether they can wake up depends on the patient's will to survive, because in the eyes of the screenwriter and director, there must be such a desperate and hopeful passage in those stories to highlight the tension of dramatic conflict.

But Lin Chen knew very well that for Xu Ran, there might not be such a hopeful moment as zài.

The saline mixed with the liquid fell drop by drop, like the life of the girl on the bed.

Lin Chen felt someone tap him on the shoulder, he turned his head blankly, and saw the dynasty, the young man's eyes were full of gentle and sad black, he saw the dynasty open his mouth, wanting to say something to him, or maybe say something, but he didn't seem to hear clearly.

It is very strange that when he saw Wang Dynasty's face, every scene that happened on that sidewalk resurfaced, at that time Wang Chao got out of the car a little late because he had to put down the computer, but he always felt that the young man was running not far behind him, and the wind was obviously not so cold, but when it was scraped on his face, it smelled of blood, and this sense of clarity was very terrifying, because he could recall every detail of the scene at that time, such as a few newspapers floating in the sky or a plush pendant that was swayed by passers-by, Of course, it also includes the moment when Xu Ran was crushed, and so on, it was a headache.

Lin Chen closed his eyes, and his tinnitus made him unable to hear any sounds around him.

He knows very well that he is in the post-traumatic stress response period, in fact, hurt this thing, is fair to everyone, no matter how many books you have read, how many psychotherapy techniques you have mastered, how great the truth will be, when the harm comes, when you should feel pain, those pains will not be less.

When Lin Chen opened his eyes again, he realized that the dynasty was going to say something to him.

He saw the criminal conglian and the police officers of the forensic department coming from the end of the corridor, he seemed to be watching a criminal investigation drama that had nothing to do with him, he watched the uniformed policemen push open the door and walk into the intensive care unit, they were doing some forensic work strictly and seriously, the flash light was on, some people were taking pictures, some people were collecting evidence from Xu Ran's fingerprints, some people were simply checking Xu Ran's shoulder bag, and some people put the bloody clothes that the doctor took off from Xu Ran when they were going to the operation first into the evidence bag, and they were proceeding in an orderly manner. It's as methodical as time passes.

In the end, Lin Chen saw someone hand over a mobile phone with a broken screen to Wang Chao.

He didn't look up, but he knew from the long knuckles and joints that had been sharpened out of the calluses from the gun's grip that it was the hands of the Torturers.

He lowered his head, not knowing whether the torture conglian had spoken, and the symptoms of tinnitus disappeared temporarily, and the room was terrifyingly quiet.

Later, the people retreated like water, and there was no one in the entire aisle.

He began to hear the hissing sound of the ventilator.

Lin Chen felt that he should do something, at least he wasn't standing here so blankly, deeply trapped in the plot of PTSD, deeply trapped in those flashback pictures and powerless.

He pulled out his phone to see if there was any new news or content on the Internet, even if it was just some very strange entertainment news.

Although he thought so, he subconsciously knew very well that what he wanted to see was not that, so in the first post of all popular Weibo, he saw the photos of the car accident scene again.

Irritable asphalt roads, traffic jams, parked people......

Those faded scenes became vivid again, and the photos of Xu Ran lying in a pool of blood were released one after another, although those photos had mosaics, but the memories would not be coded, and those mosaics were reversed, and the scenes were automatically filled in completely.

Lin Chen even saw his figure in the photo.

This seems to be a very funny scene, he looked at himself at the scene of the car accident, showing a blank and empty look from afar, as if he had not recovered from being at a loss, Lin Chen found out for the first time that he was really fragile and incompetent, people, always fragile and incompetent.

When the convict returned to the intensive care unit, he saw that scene.

Lin Chen was looking at his phone screen with a mocking gaze, and the screen emitted a light blue white light, which made his face pale.

He clenched the paper cup in his hand and walked over to him.

When he walked in, he found that Lin Chen was looking at his own photos at the scene of the car accident, and it was only when he got closer to him that he could see it clearly, the ridicule in Lin Chen's eyes even had some disdain, Lin Chen was laughing at himself, he felt very incompetent.

Xing Conglian felt that he should say something, in fact, from the time he arrived at the scene of the car accident, since Xu Ran was carried into the ambulance, he should have said something to Lin Chen.

But he searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, and he suddenly found that he was really not very suitable for persuading people, after all, the work of persuading people has always been done by Lin Chen, and Lin Chen can always do it well, he just stood there, as if with a soothing aura, which can make you forget the pain for a while.

He thought about it, of course he could say to Lin Chen, don't be sad, don't be sad, this really doesn't blame you, of course he can think of a lot of such pale and weak words, but these are all nonsense, witnessing the tragedy with his own eyes, watching life fly by at his fingertips again, no one will not be in pain, even Lin Chen.

He sighed, raised the paper cup in his hand, and touched Lin Chen's cheek.

Lin Chen felt his cheeks burn.

He raised his head, only to find that Xing Conglian had come back at some point, there were only two of them in the corridor, and Wang Chao didn't know what else to do, it was very likely to go to test Xu Ran's mobile phone.

"What are you thinking?" The convict handed him the paper cup, leaned against the glass window on the side, and asked him.

Lin Chen stared at Xing Conglian's dark green eyes, and his answer was almost blurted out: "I was thinking, why did you cover my eyes just now." ”

Now, of course, his thoughts are very abnormal and even very unprofessional at all, the victim is lying in a place separated by a wall, but he is still asking the criminal conglian, why don't you let me see the scene of the car accident?

This is simply a kind of fragile temptation, this kind of temptation is very common between people who are in love, people who are carried away by love use these questions to test each other's minds, hoping to get some sudden answer that can make them happy to bubble, in the past, of course, he would not be so naïve, but now, like those little girls who are carried away by love, vainly trying to use temptation to get hope, and extremely eager to get some love response from Lian.

Even if he sees a trace of vacillation or love in his eyes, it is a great comfort for him now, and the desire for love that only those little girls have can make him forget the pain in an instant, because love is the best refuge.

But ah, the criminal slave company, if it is the criminal slave company, of course it is not the case.

His gaze was still calm and serene, like a deep pool in the mountains, and he said, "Because, this time, you don't need to look at that." ”

"What?"

"I'll just come and see."

In an instant, Lin Chen understood what Xing Conglian meant, he said that when Xu Haozhen committed suicide last time, he didn't have time to rush to his side and witness the tragedy on his behalf, so now, these things should be seen by him.

Although this is not a love story, it is better than a love story.

Lin Chen felt a little funny, he opened the hot drink he brought, and found that it was a cup of hot cocoa, the kind he had ordered for the dynasty.

"A friend of mine said that sweets boost the brain's dopamine secretion and make you feel better."

"That friend of yours is so literate."

"yes." Xing Conglian looked at him and said seriously.

He took a sip of hot cocoa, a little embarrassed, "Actually, you don't have to be like this, I'm not the kind of person who never forgets to torture myself when I see a tragedy, I don't have the idea of saving the world......"

"I've heard something like that last time, what's going on with you now?" In fact, there was no sense of severity at all in the words of the criminal conglian, but probably when he really reprimanded his subordinates, it was like this, there was no need to aggravate the tone at all, just the look in his eyes when he said "what's the matter with you" was enough for people to explain honestly and clearly.

"Some PTSD, just take it slowly." He said.

"You're blaming yourself, very harshly."

The punishment was very strict, he was extremely sharp, and he saw through the crux of the problem at a glance.

"Self-blame is inevitable, and if I don't blame myself, I have antisocial personality disorder."

Lin Chen gently turned the paper cup in his hand, and he still had a pretended relaxed smile on his face.

But Xing Conglian really couldn't laugh.

He had never seen Lin Chen like this.

Lin Chen was wearing a white shirt that had been the same for ten years, his cuffs were rolled up, and the collar button of his shirt was unbuttoned in two, revealing his wrists and collarbones, looking a little thin, he leaned against him dejectedly, holding a paper cup, lowering his head, not even daring to look him in the eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xing Conglian remembered that after Xu Haozhen committed suicide last time, Lin Chen would tell him that he knew very well that he was not a saint and could not save everyone in the world, so he would not blame himself too much, but the current situation was completely different from that day, he was very self-blaming and blaming himself so much that he was in pain in his bone marrow, if he could exchange his life for the life of the girl on the hospital bed, he might be very willing.

"You are completely not obligated to take on such responsibility." He said.

"Why not?" Lin Chen almost laughed, but it could hardly be called a laugh, because the first time he saw it, Lin Chen's eyes were red, "This is completely my problem, it is different from when Xu Haozhen committed suicide, Xu Haozhen's psychological problems are something I couldn't judge at that time, but Li Jingtian is different, knowing that Li Jingtian violated Xu Ran, I should have read the file as soon as possible, but I didn't, what am I doing, I'm sitting in the store eating ice cream, I'm confused by those mixed Internet remarks, I didn't understand what it was all about......"

Although Lin Chen's eyes were red, he said every word so calmly, as if he was explaining some facts in the air, and the object of his accusation seemed not to be himself, but a stranger in a parallel space.

At this time, any words have no effect, Xing Conglian shook his head, he took the paper cup in Lin Chen's hand, and then hugged the person with one hand.

Of course, it was encouragement and hugs between comrades-in-arms, but Lin Chen was completely different from all the comrades-in-arms he had hugged before, Lin Chen leaned on his arms very respectfully, his body was so cold that he couldn't speak, like a piece of ice or a lifeless inorganic substance, he just heard him keep talking about his feelings, like a repeater of feelings.

"Later, then I was completely attracted to Li Jingtian, you know, for psychologists, this perverted abnormal individual seems to be born with an extreme attraction to us, yes, I look at Li Jingtian, I keep analyzing him over and over again, from his fingertips to every strand of his hair, I am excited, I feel that I have captured the key to everything, this proud excitement makes me completely and completely ignore Xu Ran, I ignore the real victim, how can this not be my fault, this is my fault... … I'm sorry, I'm really sorry......"

Lin Chen's dull voice still kept in his ears, he heard Lin Chen keep talking, those whispers seemed to seep into his heart, but the strange thing was that Lin Chen was obviously blaming himself, he was obviously repenting of those mistakes he thought, but Xing Conglian felt that those words were very beautiful, just like red roses as red as fire, white roses as white as snow, kind people are always kind to the bones, Lin Chen was so beautiful that his heart was about to break.

In the end, after Lin Chen said a lot, a lot of sorry, the hoarse confiding finally stopped.

It was a very strange feeling, the lights were bright, there was silence all around, he was holding a person of the same sex, standing in the empty corridor, what should have been an encouraging hug between comrades-in-arms became very complicated, mixed with sadness, pain, despair, self-blame, all kinds of unspeakable love, and even, there was love that he was not aware of at that time.

Xing Conglian felt that his shoulders were wet, and he looked down at Lin Chen's black hair.

Later, many, many times, Xing Conglian recalled the scene alone, and he realized that at that moment, he should have wanted to lower his head and kiss the top of his hair.

But then, he just said, "We'll catch him, I promise you." ”