"He's in the hospital being treated, and we've already notified his parents," Xu Xiaolan said, clearly overwhelmed with worry.
Cheng Lu straddled the motorcycle, about five or six meters behind Ruan Chen.
She had originally planned to leave after Ruan Chen went upstairs.
But Ruan Chen made a phone call at the entrance of the building and then stopped.
Cheng Lu was puzzled, but she didn't know why her nerves suddenly tightened and she felt a chill run through her body for no reason.
Ruan Chen's figure was there, but just now she looked like an ordinary high school student, somewhat tired from her studies.
Now, that figure exuded a soaring killing intent and ferocity.
“A minor, from the best high school in Jingzhou, the best class, committed suicide in a place like the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and the weapon was the pen in the hands of our recorder,” Xu Xiaolan stated point by point. “These four points combined are simply a catastrophe.”
Ruan Chen has a number among the staff of the Municipal Bureau, and can be considered an informant of the Municipal Bureau, but the number assigned to him by the Municipal Bureau is very unusual.
Therefore, it was reasonable and purposeful for Xu Xiaolan to tell Ruan Chen about this.
"You need my assistance in the investigation, is that right?" Ruan Chen's voice was restrained and calm, even though her body, hidden under her school uniform, was tense and even trembling slightly with anger.
Xu Xiaolan said, "If you remember any details or have any clues, please let me know in time. If you need to take action, that's fine too, but you have to tell me in advance."
After thinking it over, Xu Xiaolan felt a little uneasy about Ruan Chen's personality and added, "It's for your own good that you told me in advance, so we can send someone to assist us. The Municipal Bureau can't afford any more trouble right now."
"I see."
Ruan Chen hung up the phone and turned to Cheng Lu, saying, "You've never been to my house before. Would you like to come up and have a cup of tea? I need to ask you for a favor later."
Hospital.
As the elevator doors opened, Ruan Chen, clearly preoccupied, lowered her eyes and walked towards the intensive care unit.
Bo Nian is out of danger for the time being. The surgery is over. He was just wheeled out of the emergency room and into the intensive care unit ten minutes ago.
After walking about five or six steps, the woman's mournful cries reached Ruan Chen's ears.
The crying struck her nerves, which were dulled by exhaustion.
Ruan Chen stopped in her tracks and looked in the direction of the crying. She subconsciously turned to the side and used the corner of the wall to hide her figure.
Although she had never met Bo Nian's parents, the woman crying had lips and a nose that looked exactly like Bo Nian's.
Moreover, the parents were standing in the intensive care unit where Bo Nian was located.
Ruan Chen felt a sense of shame, as if she had let her parents down.
Although she knew that wasn't the case.
But Ruan Chen still felt that since she had already seen that Bo Nian's thinking and spirit were being influenced by some kind of underlying suggestion and control, why didn't she emphasize it to Xu Xiaolan and the others more often, instead of just mentioning it briefly?
If I had strongly demanded that the city take relevant measures at the time, immediately invited a professional psychologist, or controlled Bo Nian's behavior, this incident could have been completely avoided.
These parents don't need to be so heartbroken.
The man on the side should be Bo Nian's father, Bo Jinghui.
The man appeared to be around forty years old, but his hair was already mostly gray. It was unclear whether this was due to the exhaustion of the past few days and today's unexpected turn of events, or the torment caused by the Bo family's precarious business situation.
“Lingzhi,” the man said, supporting his grief-stricken wife and forcing himself not to succumb to the same emotions, “the doctor said that the arteries were not damaged, so we can relax.”
Ruan Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lingzhi, let's go to the doctor's office. The doctor said there are a few more surgeries scheduled, and asked us to come over and discuss the plans when we have time."
Hearing Bo Jinghui say these words, Lingzhi managed to pull herself out of her grief and let her husband help her walk toward the doctor's office.
Actually, there was no rush to finalize the surgical plan. Bo Jinghui just wanted to find something to distract his wife and prevent her from being overwhelmed.
The corridor fell silent, save for the hum of the ventilation system and the ticking of instruments coming from some unknown room.
Ruan Chen stood at the door of the intensive care unit.
Because Ruan Chen had mentioned the word "mind control" to Xu Xiaolan before, Xu Xiaolan chose the First Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University of Science and Technology when she was sent to the hospital.
In the entire Jingzhou, only this place has a department related to mental power.
The room's layout and furnishings were familiar.
Some memories surfaced at this inopportune moment.
Jane lived in this hospital for quite a long time, and I also lived here myself.
Ruan Chen knew she shouldn't be distracted right now, but even just thinking of Fu Jianzhi's name made her unconsciously curl the corners of her lips.
Ruan Chen quickly gathered her thoughts and looked at the boy lying on the hospital bed with a bandage around his neck.
She spread out her mental net, cautiously circling around Bo Nian.
The boy's mental network was so fragile it was on the verge of collapse, like delicate glass. Ruan Chen didn't even dare to explore it closely and withdrew.
She silently gazed at Bo Nian through the glass, reaching out to place her hand on the glass, wanting to give him strength through this insurmountable barrier.
She didn't notice that the door at the stairwell was half open and that someone was standing there.
Fu Jianzhi regularly came to the First Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University of Technology for check-ups arranged by the Martial Arts Research Institute. He didn't like the cramped environment of the elevator; he preferred to walk slowly down the spacious staircase and look at the scenery outside through the windows.
Each floor offers a new view.
When he reached the sixth floor, he suddenly remembered that he had been hospitalized here before, and Ruan Chen had come to visit him; later, Ruan Chen was also hospitalized, and he secretly came to visit her as well.
Fu Jianzhi's usually taut lips relaxed unconsciously, and he smiled gently as he looked at the half-closed door on the sixth floor.
When he saw Ruan Chen, his first reaction was that he must have mistaken her for someone else.
Ruan Chen should be resting in her apartment at this time.
Unfortunately, he was right.
Ruan Chen wore a slightly oversized school uniform from No. 1 Middle School, with the sleeves rolled up to reveal her fair wrists with clearly defined bones, tied with an extremely thin gold cord.
Fu Jianzhi had excellent eyesight. He moved to the side and was able to see exactly where Ruan Chen's gaze was.
It was a boy about the same age as Ruan Chen, with a pale face and bandages wrapped around his neck, from which blood was seeping out.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see Ruan Chen's expression from his position, so he couldn't tell whether her gaze was worried, anxious, sad, or... eagerly anticipating.
Fu Jianzhi felt inexplicably irritated. He gripped the door frame tightly, and a fire seemed to be burning deep within his dark pupils.
Ruan Chen felt a chill run down her spine. She wanted to turn around to look, but just then her phone, which was in her pocket, rang.
The sound of a bell echoed in the empty corridor.
Ruan Chen answered the phone. Although she knew that Bo Nian wouldn't wake up anytime soon, and that the sound of her answering the phone wouldn't disturb her, she subconsciously thought that Bo Nian was just asleep. Unconsciously, she walked towards the stairs not far behind her.
The door at the staircase was ajar.
“Ruan Chen, you were very brave today,” came the distorted voice from the unfamiliar number, “but young lady, don’t be reckless. We know that you don’t have a good relationship with the Ruan family.”
Ruan Chen casually pressed the record button.
"You should be in the hospital visiting your poor little boyfriend right now, right? The girl is so pretty, there's no need for her to get entangled with a dying man."
Ruan Chen stopped in front of the half-closed door and spoke.
“I’m not arguing with them anymore, I’m arguing with you—I believe that no matter what you want to achieve, it shouldn’t come at the cost of innocent lives. You’ve crossed my line.”
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