When he stepped out of the bed, he called the doctor in the door, told him that he could start treatment, and then sat down on the low cabinet in front of the bed.

Duanyang wore a stethoscope, checked Lin Chen's heart and lungs, skillfully opened the injection, and injected a small dose of medicine into Lin Chen's body, which could kill him instantly, and the process was very fast.

According to Duanyang, the next anaphylactic shock will kill Lin Chen in a short period of time, so the medicine injected into Lin Chen's body this time is essentially no different from □□ highly toxic. Unlike the situation in the movie, where the patient would always be in a coma for several days and nights, during the short and long treatment process, Lin Chen remained awake, and although he was weak, he insisted on refusing to sleep.

So much so that he couldn't help but ask Lin Chen in the end: "Why aren't you faint?" ”

"I don't want to faint when I see you." Lin Chen opened his dry and skinny lips and replied to him with a smile.

Lin Chen seemed to finish all the love words of this life, and did not hesitate to spare the emotions in his heart, so that the torturer found out for the first time that he seemed to lose to Lin Chen in some way.

But I don't know if it was physical exhaustion or the effect of drugs, Lin Chen gently closed his eyes after saying that.

Xing Conglian instantly became nervous, and suddenly used his hand to check his pulse, fortunately, although the beating under his fingers was weak, it was still there, and Lin Chen just fell asleep.

He leaned on the bedside table again, every time this kind of moment, people always began to remember the past, but it was strange that Lin Chen was breathing evenly, and he actually felt very quiet inside.

He felt that his life was going well, which probably had something to do with the fortunes that his family had calculated by countless masters when he was born. He didn't know anything about those complicated metaphysical systems, but it didn't prevent him from enjoying the benefits and conveniences brought by his good life.

For example, he knew how to pick up a gun when he was very young, and not something like that, which allowed him to get away from some systematic training in his family that he was not interested in at all, and to move towards a career that could be called free. For example, he often has strange experiences of escaping from death, such as leaving the building a few minutes early because he feels bad air, and then the building explodes, which will always make him break out in a cold sweat afterwards.

And on the ground floor of that dim building, the moment Lin Chen kissed him, he did feel the benefits of his good life again. Although he was just shocked and overwhelmed at first—there weren't many things that could overwhelm him these years—he soon became happy. Anyone who is adored by someone they admire so much will have the feeling of wanting to show off to the world.

In short, in this process, he never had any rejection of Lin Chen. The only thing that made him spend some time thinking was how to continue to get along with Lin Chen. Whether he is a friend or in love, he has passed the age where as long as he has feelings, he can come by temperament, think more, straighten things out, and plan for the future, so as to ensure that the future is controllable. At that time, he even thought that it was not a bad thing that Kang An came to take him away on purpose - at least that's what he thought at the time, and it was acceptable to give everyone space to figure things out and get along with each other later.

Then he realized that there was nothing hell to control, and what would happen in this world never made sense.

He left Lin Chen and began to miss each other, he was furious when he saw Lin Chen being kissed by Huang Ze, he didn't want to return to Lin Chen all the time, these emotions were completely natural and uncontrollable. Not to mention that when Duan Wanshan had to pull him to finish the story that now seemed to him to be completely attributed to an accident, he was immersed in a thick sense of fear, and everything slipped into the abyss that was completely uncontrollable from that moment on.

The joke of fate is unbelievable, but he still feels that his life is not too bad, at least Lin Chen was sent to him after being kidnapped and not to any hellish corner of the world, at least he can find Lin Chen at the last moment, all kinds of signs show that although the situation is difficult, Lin Chen can always live.

When people are desperate, they probably always have to find some faith to tell themselves that everything will be okay and everything will be okay.

Surrounded by the sound of chanting from the cabin on the ground floor, it was a eulogy composed of Gao Meng, which sounded very awkward, roughly meaning a sentence like May your soul enter the Elysium, Xing Conglian listened carefully for a while, and suddenly realized that it should be Gao Meng's mourning Duan Wanshan.

He couldn't help but move his gaze to Duanyang, where the doctor was looking at the clock carefully, calculating the time and the amount of medicine, his face was calm, as if he was not affected by anything.

Listening to Gao Mengren's buzzing eulogy, Xing Conglian watched the last shot of antibiotics injected into Lin Chen's body, and then asked Duanyang, "What are you going to do with your teacher's body?" ”

When he heard the word "teacher", Duanyang's hand trembled obviously. The young man's lips pursed into a thin line, threw all the disposable syringes into the trash, and looked at him with dark eyes: "Cremation as soon as possible." ”

……

During his fugitive career, it was obviously not so wise to stop the ship in order to cremate a corpse, but the criminal servant company still ordered it.

There were many reasons, because Lin Chen's life-saving benefactor made this request, and because in a place like the Dana Rainforest, a corpse began to emit a smell after three hours, and he really didn't want Duan Wanshan's body to decompose and become that terrible appearance.

After Lin Chen's condition was temporarily stable, the boat stopped, and most of the Gao Meng people were ordered to stay on the boat, and they carried Duan Wanshan's body off the boat, at that time Xiao Wu also wanted to climb the tree to pick some green and fresh leaves to spread under Duan Wanshan, and the Gao Meng people also wanted to put a lot of ivory and gold jewelry on Duan Wanshan, but they were stopped by Duanyang.

"Life does not bring death and death does not bring it, we are doctors, and we don't pay attention to these."

That's what young people say.

In fact, there were not many people present who knew the relationship between Duanyang and Duan Wanshan, but it was probably his indifferent and fearless temperament that made even Gao Mengren, who did not understand the language, dare not speak out, just looking at the young man's expression, everyone naturally shut up.

Duan Wanshan was lying on a thin sheet, his eyes were lightly closed, his expression was calm, and there was neither pain nor concern.

He was sprinkled with some white phosphorus □□, and the gasoline canister was placed on the ground, but no one could bear to take it. At this moment, Duanyang went straight over, opened it without hesitation, and splashed it on his teacher with extremely gentle movements.

Because of the gasoline, the shirt on Duan Wanshan's body was almost transparent, and the whole person seemed to melt.

Duanyang took out the lighter and said to everyone, "Stand back." ”

The moment the flames lit up, they almost soared into the sky, and the Gao Meng people knelt on the ground, their prayers became louder and louder, and the torturers even had the illusion that their souls were about to be shattered.

Gasoline poured as he watched as the flames engulfed the doctor's corpse.

He remembered the introduction of Duan Wanshan by the little doctor at the medical station when he first heard this name, so seeing this situation, he always felt that the current cremation method should not be the end that a person like Duan Wanshan should have. He should have children and grandchildren, or grow old with his stupid students, this is the blessing that Mr. Duan Wanshan, who has done so many things, should enjoy.

But watching Duan Wanshan gradually turn into white bones and then turn into dust in the sky-high fire, he felt that in fact, the true face of life and death was like this.

Death will come one day suddenly, it will be like a huge wave that people can't refuse, and when it comes, it will never look at your life and make a choice, it is never like that.

Too many people think that the future is long, including him, but in fact, the truth is of course much crueler, and he really understands this very clearly and deeply today.

The flames gradually extinguished, and most of the people were driven back to the ship, and the Conglian thought that Duanyang might need such alone time, and he was ready to leave.

Just then, there was a soft crack of a lighter behind him.

He was stunned in his heart, and suddenly turned around, only to find that Duanyang had just lit a cigarette.

"I won't be martyred, don't worry." Duanyang seemed to guess his thoughts and said so.

The torturer raised his eyebrows, Duanyang threw the lighter and cigarette case at him, for the sake of the sad young man in front of him, he took out a cigarette and smoked one with the other party.

Duanyang's posture of smoking this time was very different from the appearance of the previous choking dead and alive, he was like an old smoking gun, he took a puff of cigarette, passed it in his mouth, and then spit it out, and the torture Conglian couldn't help but be impressed by this young man's learning ability.

Duanyang took a cigarette in his mouth and began to clean up Duan Wanshan's ashes.

He was holding an urn that he had just brought down from the boat, to be precise, it was not an urn, but a relatively large candy box, iron, square, which used to have a comprehensive flavor of Ichola lotus, but now it smelled like a kiss of toffee.

The young man was holding such an urn, carefully picking up his teacher's ashes, looking at his back, and slowly speaking: "I thought you would say that you are doctors, materialists, and you don't have the habit of keeping ashes, after all, people are really gone." ”

"It's just a thought, but it's really not important." Duan Yang shook his cigarette to the side and replied to him, "And if the teacher didn't die of sepsis, then he should be happy to donate his body to the students for autopsy, he once said this." ”

"This is indeed like what Duan Wanshan would do." Torture Conglian said, "Very persistent, and very chic." ”

Duanyang still had his back to him, doing things silently, looking at the young man's back, Xing Conglian slowly spoke: "Although there are some words that Lin Chen is more suitable than me, but in view of his physical condition, I think it is not impossible for me to do it for me, there are some things you should know." ”

"Please."

"Your teacher actually likes you......" Xing Conglian wanted to continue telling the story he heard from Duan Wanshan, but was interrupted by Duanyang.

"I know."

"How do you know again?"

Duanyang looked at him with a resolute but gentle expression: "Some things, when you reach the end and look back, will be very clear. I do know that. ”

"So what are you going to do next?"

When he asked this, he was ready to listen to the young man say: Please avenge the teacher for me, but to his surprise, Duanyang just said, I want to stay here, find out the matter, and seek justice for all the dead, so as to comfort the teacher's spirit in the sky.

Similar words, the criminal congregation seems to have heard Lin Chen say it a long time ago, Lin Chen said that he wanted to seek justice for Xu Ran.

But Lin Chen and Duanyang are of course different, he frowned and looked at Duanyang: "The mantis arm is a car, you should be thankful that you can stand here alive, ask for justice, how can there be so much justice in the world?" ”

Duanyang looked at him very seriously: "If Advisor Lin didn't survive in the end, what would you do?" ”

Although Duanyang's tone was kind, Xing Conglian had the illusion of being pointed at his nose and scolded: "Of course, I went to kill Zalatu." ”

"Can't I kill?"

"Do you have what it takes?"

Duanyang laughed: "Not for the time being, and I'm a doctor, so I can't kill people." ”

"What kind of logic is this?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I'm not like you." Duanyang closed the lid of the urn, stood up and said to him: "Actually, in the final analysis, each of us will do what we can within our ability. For example, even if I now know that the death of my teacher and the displacement of the Gao Meng tribe were all caused by Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical's illegal human experiments using the power of Zarathu in the rainforest, there is really nothing I can do about it. I can't kill Zarathu with my own strength, and I don't have enough evidence to bankrupt this multinational company, so I can only stay here and see if there is an opportunity for me to bring down these two behemoths one day. ”

"Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical?" The torture interrupted Duanyang.

"Do you want to hear it?" Duanyang hugged the urn and walked on the boat with him, looking like you would be responsible for it to the end.

"I really don't want to hear it, but if it involves Chinese enterprises violating the law, it is indeed my duty." Torture Conglian said.

Duanyang turned around, stared at the urn in his hand, and after a while, slowly spoke: "Thank you." 166 Reading Network