Ning Yuan's tired face turned even paler, he had promised his sister just now that he would find a way to find her friend and thank her face to face with his parents.

When they left the village, the three of them took a police car, and Yan Fang kindly said that it was a matter of the way, but in fact, he took the opportunity to see if he could put something different out of their mouths.

Jiang Futing has always been lukewarm, and his mind is a village where there is no life and no soul.

He was a little absent-minded, but for anything that had nothing to do with the case, there were no more than five words in a sentence, and those answers related to the case were those answers.

"I don't know."

"I don't know."

"That's it when you come."

Bai Tang played two rounds of Tai Chi from time to time, flickering east and west to kill his time.

Ning Yuan's state was even worse, after a day's blow, it would seem to be gaining stamina, and even the whole person was a little dazed, and it didn't take long for him to squint his eyes and start to sleep lightly.

It was almost evening when a few people returned to the city, and Jiang Futing and Bai Tang deliberately sent Ning Yuan back to find their own families.

It was already very late when she arrived at her house, Lin Jin rarely talked much today, since yesterday when Jiang Futing said that she would not go home at night, her heart was like a small hole, and her worries kept leaking out.

In the past, she almost trusted her son for more than ten years.

He thinks about things, has always been organized and careful, never worries his family, and has never caused trouble since he was a child, it can be said that she is not like other mothers, and she didn't even worry much about raising her son.

Except for this night, it was so long that it seemed like an ordeal.

For the first time, she was full of worries, unknowns, and anxiety about such a thing, as if she had suddenly become a blind person who could not see the future of her son.

All the changes started on the morning of the first day of junior high school, and she felt that her son was different.

Is it related to that Mr. Bai?

Jiang Futing simply had some dinner, and he and Lin Jin were absent-minded.

Jiang Chao's words themselves were not much, and the Jiang family's meal was so quiet for the first time, and after he finished eating, he forced himself back to his room as if nothing happened.

Originally, I wanted to calm my thoughts and calm down, and I always felt that the people in that village had nothing to do with the Immortal Sect after they died, but after all, it was four years ago, and according to Ning Qiuyu's words, she was only thrown into the copper furnace half a year ago to refine her soul.

But in the years before half a year, she didn't know what her soul had done, probably because her soul refining hurt her spirit, and she only remembered some things in her life with enough hatred and obsession.

Judging from the time, it seems that there is no necessary connection between the two, and it is a bit far-fetched to force them together.

The only good thing is that the affairs of the Immortal Sect have finally come to an eyebrow.

He opened the book on the table, closed it again without looking at it a few times, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he was hiding something in his heart, he couldn't take it back, and it was inefficient to force it to read.

When he came up, he noticed Lin Jin's gaze at him, speculating and doubting, but hiding a very restrained burden

Worried.

His mother almost never looked at him like that, but he couldn't explain anything.

A transparent wall seemed to be inadvertently cast between the two.

He couldn't face Lin Jin frankly, as if he had done something unseemly.

When he was a little anxious, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Jiang Futing looked at the caller and frowned, what did Lin Ziqing do when he called?

"Hey." He was worried about something, and his tone was not very good, heavy and impatient.

Lin Ziqing didn't seem to have something important to leave over, and he didn't pretend to ask for warmth, and said directly, "I'm here to trouble you." ”

"I've been a bit busy lately." Jiang Futing refused without even thinking about it.

Lin Ziqing didn't seem to hear his words, and insisted on taking care of himself, with some indescribable eagerness in his voice: "It's Wang Sili's matter."

"She's not in the hospital?" Jiang Futing said strangely.

He had heard the rumors afterwards about the events at that time, Yan Fang was a person with means, and during the interrogation, her second personality was stimulated.

But because she was an accidental murderer in excessive defense, she was a minor psychopath, and she could not be sentenced, so she was forcibly taken to the hospital for treatment.

"It's in the hospital, she's been getting better lately, but she has other problems." Lin Ziqing was afraid that he would not be clear enough to say this, so he continued to explain, "It's not a mental problem, it's a physical problem. ”

"If you have a problem, go to a doctor." Jiang Futing really didn't figure out what he meant, and this kind of thing had to come to him.

"The doctor can't fix it!" Lin Ziqing's emotions were suddenly a little excited, and he endured it after realizing that he was abrupt.

But this kind of thing can't be explained at all, even he doesn't know how to explain it clearly, and he doesn't even understand why Wang Sili has to call Jiang Futing.

He simply followed Wang Sili's almost crazy persistent request, he tried to calm himself down, recalled the details he saw that were not very clear, and said uncertainly: "I was about to wipe her hands yesterday, when I touched her, a white light suddenly bounced me away from her hand, and I haven't been able to touch her until now."

"White light?" Jiang Futing was inexplicable.

Lin Ziqing seemed to be a little timid about that light, it should be hurt: "Well, but I don't have it for anyone else, only for me, I asked her what was going on, she didn't say anything, she just named and said she wanted to find you!" ”

Jiang Futing's hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help but tighten, and his pale face floated a little strange.

He recalled the details of Wang Sili's incident and made sure that there was nothing wrong with him, but he usually didn't have a deep intersection with Wang Sili, so he named himself, is it really related to Wang Xiu?

His eyes darkened: "Did she reveal any other information?" ”?

Lin Ziqing on the other end was very sure, if it weren't for this, he wouldn't have come to him in such a hurry, "I just said that I had to call you." ”

"I see." His voice followed by his fingers were a little cold, "You send me the address, I'll come over tomorrow." ”

Although Lin Ziqing didn't know what was going on, Jiang Futing was willing to come over and take a look, and he felt some indescribable gratitude in his heart.

People like him, under the influence of the family for a long time, have always put interests first, no matter what they do, they are selfish, and they give priority to what they have gained.

He is easy to talk to everyone, because no one wants to be offended to death, but no one can enter his heart.

Until he met Wang Sili, it was probably love at first sight, and the first time he saw her, he had an indescribable feeling, and his heart was overcharged.

She was in her own eyes and in her heart.

No matter what kind of person she was, he didn't mind, and waited willingly.

He wants to protect her, love her, and no longer let her suffer pain for no reason, so when he first found out about Wang Sili's abnormality, his heart was very anxious.

just thought that she had to find Jiang Futing, what kind of person was Jiang Futing to him?

It was because of his own interests that he repeatedly bullied him and played with him, and he never took him as a true friend to heart.

So what Jiang Futing will think of him, he doesn't know.

But Lin Ziqing knew that after he opened this begging mouth, he still felt a little embarrassed, embarrassed, and embarrassed.

On the other end of the phone, his cheeks burned a little.

This kind of humiliation is like looking at what you have done with a clear mind, and you feel embarrassed for yourself.

It's just that when Jiang Futing ignored his previous suspicions and responded decisively, in addition to grasping the unattainable hope and joy in his heart, the embarrassment was magnified even more naked.

"Thank you." Lin Ziqing replied after a few seconds, and his tone was a little more indescribably solemn.

There are too many things mixed in the two simple words, and they are a little too heavy when they are spoken, but they are also the weight of Wang Sili in his heart.

Jiang Futing felt that the air on his side was pressed and frozen.

When everyone asks for help, if Lin Ziqing knew this, why did he have to step on it when he knew his bottom line.

They weren't all the way, and they were too easy to dissolve, and he couldn't accept it.

"You're welcome." He pretended to be polite, and hung up the phone very coldly.

The hospital where Wang Sili lived was a very well-known psychiatric hospital operated by the Jiang family, the Sixth Affiliated Hospital of Huaxia International.

The name of the hospital has not changed, but it has all been taken away and turned into a public one.

Jiang Futing stood outside the familiar gate of the hospital, and did not walk in immediately, but looked at it for a while, with an indescribable disgust in his cold expression.

He didn't have a good impression of this place, and his parents were under house arrest by the Jiang family in the first place.

Just by seeing the building and smelling the strong smell of disinfectant water, his body seemed to return to the day.

He still remembered that after rushing into the ward, he saw Lin Jin, who was almost collapsed, and Jiang Chao with a haggard face.

Thinking of all the details of that day, his body suddenly became as cold as an ice sculpture.

Jiang Futing walked to the inpatient department with a familiar way, registered the information of the visit at the nurse's desk, and waited for the nurse and the patient's house upstairs

After confirming it, he was put in.

The layout of the inpatient department and all the work processes have not changed, and the corridor is still the elevator at the end, and the sunlight spills in from the whole glass wall, which is a little lazy.

I have to say that although the Jiang family has great problems with their character, their professionalism in the operation of the hospital, medical reserves and technical personnel is excellent to the leading in the country.

Jiang Futing pressed the floor.

There are not many people in the elevator, and there are only four of them, after all, it is only the end of the New Year, and the family members are not very willing to come to this kind of place.

Maybe it's because I feel unlucky, or maybe it's for the sake of saving face in front of outsiders.

After all, people asked you where you went for the Chinese New Year.

You have to answer very awkwardly: go to the Sixth Hospital.

Even if people don't say it on the surface, their eyes must be: Oh, I'm going to see XXX in a mental illness again!

After stepping out of the elevator, the corridor of the ward is still surprisingly quiet, and this kind of hospital is so secluded on every floor.

Patients are emotionally sensitive and irritable and need to be quiet.

As he walked into the hallway, he glanced up at the glowing sign hanging from the ceiling, which was mostly filled with schizophrenic patients.

Probably because cases of split personality like Wang Sili are too rare and there is no exclusive floor, they can only be arranged in the ward of fine patients.

Jiang Futing found the ward and knocked on the door.

(End of chapter)