Chapter 371: Zhong Lan's Death
Every time Gao Min walked out of the hospital, he felt that the sun outside was very good, and even the scorching temperature became gentle. He squinted at the pedestrians outside, in a good mood, and he didn't know if it was because he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
He walked down the steps step by step, waiting for the driver to drive him. On that day, everyone in the exhibition family found that Gao Min was in a very good mood, and he didn't care even if he made a little mistake, and everyone was relaxed.
When Xie Jintang came to the prison for the second time, Zhong Lan was already sitting there, his hands handcuffed, and even the hairstyle he cared about the most was already messy and decadent.
Zhong Lan knew that Xie Jintang was coming when he heard the footsteps, and he looked up, so that Xie Jintang could see the bloodshot eyes of him.
Xie Jintang frowned, found a chair and sat down, and the two of them started a new round of stalemate. Zhong Lan didn't understand why Xie Jintang was forcing himself at first, until he got a message yesterday. Thinking of this, he glanced vaguely at his right hand, where he held a small ball of paper in the palm of his hand.
"I didn't expect Mr. Xie to be so conscientious, even his girlfriend, oh no, his fiancée disappeared and still be so calm, which really makes Zhong admire."
Since Su Han's disappearance, no one dared to talk about it in front of him, and even when he dreamed back at midnight, he was hypnotizing himself, Su Han was not missing, she was still with him. But now that Zhong Lan has unraveled this surface, revealing the bloody facts, it is difficult for Xie Jintang to accept.
He choked up for a long time before he could regain his voice. He said, "Isn't Mr. Zhong too?" Your lover is gone, but you're still here, and your heart is so big. ”
Xie Jintang knew that Zhong Lan could get outside news, and if he couldn't get it, it would be strange. Those calf trafficking gangs are everywhere, and it can be said that they have their forces everywhere, and these small things that send news in are extremely common.
When Su Han and Mu Lingting were mentioned, their hearts were fluctuating, and it was difficult to calm down. In the end, Zhong Lan glanced at Xie Jintang, and Xie Jintang couldn't understand the things in that eye, and always felt that something bad was a precursor to something bad.
That glance contained too many things. Then Zhong Lan's cool voice sounded in Xie Jintang's ears, with a little reluctance at the end.
"If I could, I would like to accompany my brother, but not now. I'm going to accompany Ling Ting, he has someone else to take care of, and he will live well. Xie Jintang, you are delusional to get a little bit of news from my mouth. ”
Zhong Lan said, blood also appeared at the corner of his mouth, at first it was very little, and finally he spit it out directly, his eyes still looked at Xie Jintang deadly, and that look seemed to say, I won, you won't get anything.
Xie Jintang was stunned there for a while, he wanted to know what kind of determination made Zhong Lan make such a decision to protect the people behind him like this. If it weren't for the prison guards who found out through the monitor that something was wrong, they rushed in and called 120, otherwise, Xie Jintang would have watched Zhong Lan die in front of him. Everyone was in chaos, adding 120 a lot, and some took first aid measures, but Xie Jintang stood alone outside the glass, like a bystander.
He watched as Zhong Lan was lifted up and taken to the ambulance, and a prison guard accompanied him to the ambulance, and the eye-catching red of the ambulance light stinged Xie Jintang's eyes.
Life, why give up like this?
When Xie Jintang rushed to the hospital, Zhong Lan was still rescuing, but watching those busy nurses coming in and out, Xie Jintang knew that Zhong Lan would not be able to save him nine times out of ten. He had made up his mind to die, how could he possibly give himself a way to live? Read it
The poison should be the deadliest.
The rescue light suddenly went out, and the prison guards outside rushed to care about Zhong Lan's death. He knew that because Zhong Lan was heinous, but ......
"I'm sorry, we tried our best, but, I'm sorry." The doctors said two sorry in a row, but they didn't save the patient, and they were desperate, and they watched these lives die.
Xie Jintang had been watching the doctor announce his death as a bystander, and then watched the prison guards bring Zhong Lan's body back. Xie Jintang was fortunate enough to glance at Zhong Lan, his face was pale, he had lost all his vitality, and lay there quietly.
When the prison guard saw Xie Jintang standing there, he felt a little sorry, so he stepped forward to talk to Xie Jintang: "Mr. Xie is really sorry, it was our negligence that allowed the prisoner to die, I'm really sorry." ”
"It's okay, it's not your fault either." Xie Jintang also understands their situation, people are always frightened, they are afraid that they will speak out, so that they will be blamed by their superiors for not being strict in prison.
"What are you going to say about his death?" Xie Jintang set his eyes on Zhong Lan's corpse, and the prison guards also looked over, and finally could only sigh heavily.
"What else, I can only say that I accidentally jumped off the building and died." Although this method is more miserably, it is thousands of times better than the prisoner committing suicide by taking poison.
This is also why, over the years, more and more prisoners in the prison have "jumped off" to their deaths, this is just an excuse, but behind it is something deeper, Xie Jintang does not want to pursue it, and he is not in the mood to pursue it.
Seeing that Xie Jintang didn't open his mouth to ask any more, and because the matter was urgent, he could only say goodbye to Xie Jintang: "In this case, Mr. Xie, let's go first." ”
The prison guard nodded at Xie Jintang, and then several people took Zhong Lan's body back to his life. Xie Jintang didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to go and see Zhong Le.
He took out the photo in his pocket, and the boy's smile touched Xie Jintang's heart. Xie Jintang's mind moved, and he got up overnight and went to the welfare home where Zhong Le was.
The drivers were all pulled up by Xie Jintang, and they drove all night, and only arrived at the welfare home the next morning. After Xie Jintang sent the sleepy driver away, he walked into the welfare home.
Maybe it's too early, many of the children haven't used it yet, and some of the teachers in the courtyard are making breakfast with old stoves. The curling smoke rises slowly, with a characteristic smell of early morning. Some teachers saw that Xie Jintang was standing on the other side of the door in advance, and they were a little strange, so they stopped what they were doing.
"Hello, may I ask who you are?" I don't know if it was the dean or the leading teacher, she stepped forward and asked her own question while looking at Xie Jintang.
Before Xie Jintang could speak, he suddenly saw a little child running out lively, causing the teachers to look at him. Xie Jintang recognized that it was Zhong Le. He was cute and coquettish in the arms of all the teachers, with the childish innocence that only children have, and the teachers were amused by him, and the laughter resounded in the welfare home.
Xie Jintang felt that if time stood still, the boy's frozen smile would definitely be hidden in his heart for a long time.