Chapter 024: Unlimited Paparazzi 24
“He…” Shen Xiuran was stunned, “He said before that after this is over, he will go back to his hometown to grow vegetables?”
"Why, can't I?" Chi Zhou said coldly, "Do you think that because he is a hero, he must bear this kind of danger and slander for the rest of his life, including being slandered by you and unable to explain himself?"
Shen Xiuran's eyes revealed a strong look of pain: "No...it's not like that..."
"Maybe you are indeed compensating him now, but there is one thing you need to be clear about." Chi Zhou turned around and stared at the two of them with sharp eyes. "If it weren't for your previous slander, he wouldn't have suffered these injuries."
This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Shen Xiuran's eyes were completely annihilated. He lowered his face sadly, with nothing to say.
As for Jiang Zhiyuan, he did something even more excessive than Shen Xiuran. After he knew the truth, he rarely spoke. Now he didn't dare to say a word. He just had a bitter look in his eyes and lowered his head to deal with the documents silently.
Chi Zhou felt complicated when looking at them. He was unwilling to admit that he was the same kind of person as them, but in fact, it was because of his mistakes again and again that Jian Ziyan was in danger. He could not forgive them, nor could he forgive himself.
So even though he insisted on visiting Jian Ziyan every day, he didn't dare go in and disturb him again.
Not only did I feel that I was unworthy of facing him, but I was even more afraid of seeing his cold eyes again.
Chi Zhou clenched his hands hanging at his sides weakly, but finally controlled his facial expression and turned away.
After watching their entire conversation, Jian Ziyan touched his chin with interest.
【Jian Ziyan: "It's almost time. It's time to let their unwavering forgiveness level rise a bit."
419 was curious: "Do you have any cards you haven't used yet?"
Jian Ziyan: "My trump card is you, Xiaojiu! Come on, let me see what's good in the system store."
419:……
It wordlessly opens the store to the crumb host.
Although Jian Ziyan was a newcomer, he quickly became rich and was very wealthy. He quickly picked out a "Sick Beauty's Good Partner Type A" for himself.
Product introduction: As a delicate sick beauty, what buff is essential? Of course, it is the vomiting blood buff! Good partner type A, ensures that you can vomit blood anytime, anywhere, vomit blood as you like, and vomit blood without affecting your beauty...】
Chi Zhou hadn't gone to see Jian Ziyan today. Even though he had learned about Jian Ziyan's situation throughout the day through the report, he felt extremely heavy and painful at the thought of being turned away again if he went.
Even though he knew that this was the blame he should bear, he still couldn't control himself. He could face hundreds of vicious thugs at the same time, but he could hardly face Jian Ziyan's indifferent gaze.
He lifted up the upside-down photo frame on the desk, and on it was a photo of Jian Ziyan smiling.
At that time, they had just met, and Jian Ziyan had not yet experienced those cruel and dark things. He smiled brightly and shyly in the sun.
Chi Zhou looked at Jian Ziyan like this and gradually became stunned.
Just then, his communicator rang.
Generally, communicators are only used in extremely urgent and confidential situations. Chi Zhou's face darkened and he immediately picked up the phone.
"Minister!" Qu Shu's anxious voice rushed into his ears, "Come to the hospital quickly, the gentleman..."
Chi Zhou suddenly stood up from behind his desk, his brain buzzing. He subconsciously looked at the photo of Jian Ziyan on the table. The beautiful smiling face in the photo instantly disappeared from his memory, replaced by a pale and tired look.
Qu Shu could no longer hear the voice behind him, so he quickly jumped out from behind the table and drove to the hospital himself.
The ward was in chaos at this time. Qu Shu, Jiang Zhiyuan and the others were gathered in front of the window, staring inside with fear on their faces.
Chi Zhou's heart was still beating violently, and his heart sank suddenly when he saw this. Without thinking too much, he immediately walked closer, and the scene in the ward came into his eyes.
Jian Ziyan was twitching.
The doctors held down his trembling limbs, but could not stop him from showing a painful expression. On his body, bright red blood continued to flow from his mouth, staining the snow-white sheets beneath him red.
Chi Zhou's expression did not change. He stared at the ward, with a bloodshot eyes.
I heard Qu Shu's trembling voice: "The gentleman was fine just now, but suddenly he started to behave like this. The doctors couldn't find the cause, they just said it might be the effects of multiple strong drugs colliding in his body..."
Chi Zhou still didn't say anything. He watched tube after tube of medicine being injected into Jian Ziyan's thin and pale arm.
It was not until a long time later that Jian Ziyan's uncontrollable tremors stopped. The doctors drew the curtains and changed him into clean clothes.
As soon as the doctor came out, he was besieged by several people. He looked stern and helpless: "The patient is in this condition now, and he can no longer take the medicine normally..."
Jiang Zhiyuan couldn't wait to speak: "He is so seriously injured, how can he survive without medicine?"
"There's nothing we can do about it. As you can see, we took his physical condition into consideration and used the mildest medicine, but there was still an rejection reaction." The doctor looked embarrassed.
"Is it possible to reduce the dosage?" Shen Xiuran asked solemnly, "Will it still produce such a strong reaction after reducing it?"
The doctor sighed, "We have considered all the usual methods, but the fact is, he has reached the limit of his body's endurance in the past few days. His body has become extremely fragile, more fragile than glass. We really... dare not make any attempts."
For a few seconds, the air seemed as thick as ink.
"So...what should we do now?" Qu Shu asked cautiously, "Should we just...stay like this?"
The doctor was silent.
After a moment, he said carefully: "Our team of experts is trying their best to rescue Mr. Jian, but we cannot guarantee the result. You must know this."
"How can you not guarantee the results? Aren't you the most famous expert group in the world?" Jiang Zhiyuan's voice was filled with anger. "I just asked you to save one person, why did you..."
"Please do your best, doctors. Sorry for bothering you." Chi Zhou's hoarse voice interrupted Jiang Zhiyuan. He lowered his head slightly and spoke gently to the doctor, "Excuse me, can I go in and see the gentleman now?"
Hearing this, the anger on the doctor's brows dissipated a little when he heard Jiang Zhiyuan's words. He looked back at the ward, and helplessness and sadness appeared on his face.
"The patient is still conscious. If he wants, you can go in."
Chi Zhou nodded and did not embarrass the doctor.
What's the point of making things difficult for him? It will also delay him from returning to discuss treatment plans.
Now, for Jian Ziyan, every extra second he can live is thanks to these doctors, and he knows it very clearly.
Chi Zhou ignored everyone else and gently pushed the door open.
He didn't dare to approach the bed directly, but stayed far away at the door, looking at Jian Ziyan.
The blood had been wiped clean, the sheets and clothes had been changed, but the skin had become paler, almost glowing like a cold moon, a color so light that it seemed unearthly.
Yes, after vomiting so much blood, how could his complexion recover?
He had been to so many battlefields, but he had never known that a person's body could spit out so much blood.
Hearing someone coming in, Jian Ziyan turned his eyes, his face was extremely pale and his pupils were extremely black, as if he could let the person in.
"gentlemen."
Chi Zhou suppressed the call in his throat, staring at Jian Ziyan without blinking, his eyes full of worry and heartache, as well as a hint of uneasiness.
He didn't know how he was about to be treated, nor did he know if he could bear it.
This time Jian Ziyan did not directly signal him to leave, but his expression remained indifferent.
He looked at Chi Zhou quietly, as if he was meeting him for the first time, and this look made Chi Zhou nervous.
"Chizhou."
Jian Ziyan's voice was dry and hoarse because he hadn't made a sound for a long time, but Chi Zhou seemed to hear the most beautiful sound of nature.
He strode over hurriedly. A tall man stood in front of the bed with a proper posture, like a soldier waiting for orders.
Not sure if this behavior triggered some memories, but Jian Ziyan's eyes moved, and there was a hint of trance in them.
"Are Jiang Zhiyuan and Shen Xiuran outside?" he asked.
Hearing this question, Chi Zhou paused and nodded truthfully.
"Please ask them to come in." Jian Ziyan closed his eyes. He looked tired in just a few words. "Please."
Chi Zhou opened his mouth, but doubt and uneasiness were blocking his lips, but he didn't want to refuse any request of Jian Ziyan, so he turned and went out, and in the ecstatic looks of the two, he said, "The master wants to see you."
The two of them hurriedly tidied up their appearance. Chi Zhou ignored them and pushed the door open, motioning for them to go in.
In a short period of time, Jian Ziyan had half-sat up by his own strength and looked up at them.
This was the first time they had met Jian Ziyan face to face since they knew the truth. Jiang Zhiyuan and Shen Xiuran both felt so complicated that they couldn't describe it. For a moment, they could only look at each other in silence.
In the end, it was Jiang Zhiyuan who spoke stiffly.
"simple……"
He uttered a word, then realized that calling him by his real name seemed disrespectful. However, he was so eager to say something that his brain got stuck for a moment, and he blurted out the next word.
"I'm sorry..."
"sorry."
These three words were spoken, but not from Jiang Zhiyuan's mouth.
Not only Jiang Zhiyuan, but also Shen Xiuran and Chi Zhou who was standing behind him showed astonishment.
As Jian Ziyan said this, he lowered his crow-feather eyelashes. The thick dark shadows on his pale face actually made it look beautiful with rich colors, like fine porcelain that would break if touched lightly.
"I haven't been able to explain it to you before, and you have been brooding over it, and even involving you in these dangerous things. This is my fault, and I am very sorry." In the silence, Jian Ziyan said these things that he had already thought of.
"I am also very sorry for causing trouble to you and your family without authorization in order to investigate some information."
Not only Jiang Zhiyuan and Shen Xiuran, but even Chi Zhou was dumbfounded. They stared at Jian Ziyan blankly, almost unable to understand what he was saying.
"Originally, the purpose of an apology is to gain the forgiveness of the person involved. Otherwise, it's just a show. But... as you can see, I don't have anything I can offer to compensate you right now, so feel free to ask for anything you want. As long as I can do it, I will do my best."
The room remained silent, and no one could react to these bizarre words.
Jian Ziyan waited for a while, but received no response, so he looked up at them.
"I see. Didn't you always want me to come out and clarify? Although I didn't lie about what I reported, if doing so can compensate you, I can..."
“That’s enough!”
Jian Ziyan's whole body trembled, and as he roared, a line of blood flowed out from under his nose uncontrollably.
The others were stunned, and Jiang Zhiyuan, who had roared, showed a look of extreme regret.
Jian Ziyan's expression remained calm. He wiped off the blood as usual and looked up at them quietly.
"I'm serious. If this doesn't satisfy you, what else do you want me to do? Just tell me."
Chi Zhou couldn't help it. He pushed the two of them aside, half-knelt in front of the bed, and gently held Jian Ziyan's bandaged hand: "Sir, what are you talking about?"
"Chizhou, this has nothing to do with you. This is my own problem." Jian Ziyan tried to pull it out, but he was too weak and it hurt if he moved. So he didn't pull it out, "Like I said just now, I involved other people in my investigation of the case. Shouldn't I apologize and compensate?"
Before Chi Zhou could speak, Shen Xiuran spoke in an unstable mood: "It has nothing to do with Minister Chi, but it has something to do with me. Jian Ziyan, I don't want your apology, how can you apologize to us? You shouldn't be like this..."
What should Jian Ziyan look like?
He thought of Jian Ziyan in the video who would rather jump from the 20th floor than bear the false accusation. He firmly believed that what he did was right, and even if it cost him countless prices, he would stick to and practice the justice in his heart.
But now, now...
Why should he apologize to them? They should be the ones to apologize!
Jian Ziyan tilted his head in confusion, as if he didn't understand what Shen Xiuran meant. He thought for a moment and said, "I remember Jiang Zhiyuan said before that if I confessed voluntarily, I would get a reduced sentence, right? If you don't want me to get a reduced sentence, then just arrest me and I will confess."
He added: "I couldn't do that a few days ago, but now I can appear in court."
The reason why he couldn’t do it a few days ago was because he couldn’t even sit up... right?
Realizing this, overwhelming emotions surged up and everyone was at a loss. Chi Zhou's hand holding Jian Ziyan's began to tremble slightly.
"Sir, you are not wrong in this matter." Chi Zhou moved his lips numbly, and couldn't even hear what he was saying. He had a hunch that something serious had happened to Jian Ziyan, but he didn't have any extra thoughts to think about it. "Everything you reported is true. You should pay the price for what you have done. This is not your fault..."
Jian Ziyan turned his face towards him, his eyes blank.
"How could I be innocent?" he said, "Have you forgotten? Not only did I implicate innocent people, but I also caused so many people to die because of me... I have always remembered their faces. Whenever I close my eyes these days, I can hear them shouting at me, asking why they died but I am still alive. It's all my fault. Chizhou, you are right. You should pay the price for what you have done, no matter what excuse you give it."
Chi Zhou looked at Jian Ziyan, feeling infinite shock and sadness in his heart.
He understood.
Jian Ziyan was tortured to the point of insanity.
He blamed himself for all the deaths that had happened before, and even mixed up the fact that the Jiang and Shen families had definitely violated the law. He felt that he was the cause of these people's misfortune and that he deserved to die.
Jiang Zhiyuan and Shen Xiuran also came to their senses. They looked at Chi Zhou in disbelief, and when they saw his uncontrollable sadness, a dull look gradually appeared on their faces.
Jian Ziyan continued, "Weng Jianbai was right. I am a despicable person. My hands are stained with so much blood that I am no longer worthy of talking about justice. Xiaofeng and the others are already dead, and I think I will die soon too. I will compensate them after I see them..."
"So now, while I'm still alive, give me a chance to make it up to the living, okay?"
"No……"
Seeing his earnest eyes, Jiang Zhiyuan could no longer bear it. He slowly knelt on the ground and crawled a few steps to the bedside.
"Jian Ziyan, you're not wrong. It's not your fault. Wake up. Don't be like this." His voice was filled with suppressed pain. "I should be the one to say sorry. I'm sorry, Jian Ziyan. I'm sorry. Please, wake up..."
Seeing him like this, Jian Ziyan became panicked.
He became visibly agitated and even tried to get out of bed regardless of his fragile body.
"I'm sorry! I should say sorry! I'm sorry!" His voice gradually became shrill, completely ignoring the fact that this made blood seep out of his mouth and nose again, "I'm sorry!"
"Sir... Sir!" Chi Zhou didn't care about Jiang Zhiyuan who was standing there in a daze. He hugged Jian Ziyan to stop him from hurting himself further, and then shouted at the dazed Shen Xiuran with all his strength, "Call a doctor!"
After a chaotic bustle, another shot of sedative was injected into Jian Ziyan's vein.
He slowly closed his eyes.
While the doctor was treating the patient, everyone else was sent out. Chi Zhou stared at the blood of Jian Ziyan on his hands with a terrifying look in his eyes.
"How could this happen? It's impossible. How could he become like this?" Jiang Zhiyuan murmured like a trapped beast. "He is so tough and strong. It's impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible." Shen Xiuran's face was terribly pale, "He mentioned Weng Jianbai. Do you remember what Weng Jianbai said to him in the video?"
Everyone present remembered the inhumane torture and the atmosphere became tense.
"He wasn't driven crazy by Weng Jianbai." Shen Xiuran said word by word, "He was driven crazy by his own conscience."
"But it's really not his fault." Jiang Zhiyuan looked panicked. "Although I don't know those things very clearly, but as far as our case is concerned, how could he be wrong? Right?"
He looked for confirmation at Chi Zhou, the only person who might know the inside story.
Chi Zhou did not look away, nor did he wipe the blood off his hands. When he heard Jiang Zhiyuan's question, he slowly clenched his fist, as if he still retained the touch of Jian Ziyan's skin.
"Mr. never completes a mission by sacrificing others. In the case of Xiaofeng, Mr. had no choice. Either both of you die together, or live on in pain and uncover the truth." He said in a low voice, "From the time Weng Jianbai mentioned you, it can be seen that he is confusing right and wrong. He just took advantage of Mr.'s long-suffering and fragile state to break through his psychological defenses."
"He succeeded." Shen Xiuran said sadly, "Jian Ziyan can no longer distinguish between his own imagination and the real reality. He blames himself for everyone's mistakes. His body is so fragile now. If he loses the will to live..."
He didn't continue speaking, but everyone present understood his thoughts and their expressions became terrified.
Just then, the doctor pushed the door open and several people rushed in.
"The situation is more serious than we thought." The doctor obviously didn't expect this to happen. He looked guilty and serious. "The patient's brain was damaged because of too strong a stimulus. We must find experts in brain and psychiatry to consult together as soon as possible! Otherwise, the situation will be disastrous."
"I understand. I will be responsible for sending someone to invite them." Chi Zhou suppressed his pain and said slowly.
After the doctor left, Shen Xiuran hurriedly said: "This is probably not enough. If Jian Ziyan firmly believes that the deaths of those people were caused by him, I am afraid that he will have dangerous thoughts before the consultation results come out!"
“So we can’t just sit there and wait for this to happen.”
Chi Zhou rested his forehead against the cold glass, looked at Jian Ziyan who had fallen into a deep sleep inside, and made a decision.
“Please bring in the best psychologists and mental health experts.”
[Chizhou's forgiveness value is 10, Jiang Zhiyuan's forgiveness value is 30, Chen Xiuran's forgiveness value is 20]
…
Jian Ziyan opened his eyes in the darkness, his mind went blank for a moment, and then a dense pain surged all over his body, bringing him back to consciousness.
He had become accustomed to this kind of pain that followed him everywhere. Even tranquilizers could not completely suppress it, and he could not sleep peacefully.
After he woke up, he didn't move or call anyone. He quietly recalled the scene before he fell asleep.
He has already apologized to Jiang Zhiyuan and Shen Xiuran, but they haven't told him what to do yet. This is a bit difficult because his physical condition is not very good and his phone has been broken for a long time. Even if he wants to clarify for them online first, he can't do it. →This→work→by→
Can't contact them either.
In this case, I can only wait until they come again... I don’t know when they will come again. Maybe they no longer want to see my face that has caused them so much trouble.
Jian Ziyan felt a bit of pain in his heart. The doubts and disgust towards himself engulfed him like a deep darkness, and he had difficulty breathing.
Before he was in danger of suffocation, the bedside monitor sounded a sharp alarm in the doctor's duty room, and soon a doctor rushed to the ward and performed first aid on Jian Ziyan.
Jian Ziyan was not surprised. His face showed no sadness or joy, no pain or pleasure. He just silently let the doctor operate on him, his face as clear and pale as a ghost in the dark.
The pain only affected his body; his soul had already flown out and was watching everything coldly.
After this routine examination, a new doctor came in. This doctor did not do anything to him, but handed Jian Ziyan a piece of paper with words written on it.
The psychiatrist looked at Jian Ziyan with pity: "Mr. Jian, can you complete this questionnaire? You don't need to write it yourself, just tell me the answer."
Jian Ziyan looked at him blankly, then lowered his head to look at the paper as he was told.
The world before his eyes changed.
The tiny characters that were so familiar to him seemed to have turned into man-eating evil spirits. They suddenly grew larger and rushed towards him with a roar.
Jian Ziyan's pupils suddenly shrank, he screamed, and regardless of the pain all over his body, he quickly curled up and tried to hug his body.
The doctor was shocked by this sudden change. Outside the ward, the people who had been paying close attention to the situation inside were also startled. Just when they could not help but rush in, the doctor suddenly had an idea and took away the paper in front of Jian Ziyan.
Jian Ziyan's tension was visibly relieved in an instant, but there was still a look of fear on his face. He curled himself up into a ball stubbornly, not even daring to look in the direction of the doctor.
The doctor glanced thoughtfully at the paper in his hand.
Because of Jian Ziyan's actions, he hurt himself again, and this time even blood oozed from his pores. Everyone was extremely nervous and held their breath.
When the treating doctor came in to treat the patient, the psychologist pushed the door open and left.
As soon as he came out, he was surrounded by everyone.
"What's the matter sir?"
"Why is he so scared all of a sudden?"
"What do you write on that piece of paper?"
"Everyone calm down!" The psychiatrist calmed them down and said seriously, "Although it was just a brief encounter, I can already see what Mr. Jian's problem is."
Hearing him say this, the others immediately quieted down and listened attentively.
The psychologist held out the paper in his hand and said, "This is just the most basic psychological survey. It contains some routine questions. Logically, it shouldn't cause psychological pressure. But judging from Mr. Jian's reaction... it's obviously excessive. So, excluding the content, there is only one possibility, that is, he is afraid of the words themselves."
"The text itself?" Shen Xiuran repeated these words in a dreamy voice, his expression dazed, "How could he be...afraid of text...he clearly..."
Psychologist reveals
The look of forbearance.
As a world-class psychologist and psychiatrist, he had already conducted a thorough investigation of the patient before coming and knew how brilliant a hero this now fragile and neurotic young man had once been.
"It's not a good sign for a person who holds a pen to suddenly become afraid of words. It means he has a big problem in this regard," the psychiatrist said softly. "And judging by his reaction, this problem is fear. He is afraid of the power of words, or in other words, he is afraid of the words he has written."
"I also know something about Mr. Jian's past. May I ask if Mr. Jian thinks that the words he wrote have hurt anyone?"
As soon as these words came out, Shen Xiuran and Jiang Zhiyuan turned pale.
If it were before, they would have thought that such a possibility would never exist, but now the cruel reality is before them and no one can deny it.
Jian Ziyan sincerely believed that his previous reports had hurt them, and he felt sad and guilty about it. Even when he became mentally ill, he did not forget this.
[Jiang Zhiyuan's forgiveness value is 10, Chen Xiuran's forgiveness value is 10]
The horrifying sound of bones dislocating was heard in the silent air. Everyone turned their eyes to Chi Zhou, only to see that he looked calm, but blood was coming out of his clenched hands.
"Is there any way... to cure it?" Chi Zhou asked in a low voice.
"I'll try my best." The psychiatrist gave the same response as the therapist. His eyes showed pity, but he still didn't dare to make a 100% guarantee under such severe trauma.
The treating doctors thought that Jian Ziyan was no longer suitable for psychological intervention today. The psychologist went back to make a new plan, while the others stayed at the door, watching Jian Ziyan with a sad expression.
"Jian Ziyan, this is really not your fault." Jiang Zhiyuan murmured in a low voice, with infinite regret in his tone, "What should I do to make you realize this? Tell me, what should I do?"
Jian Ziyan was sleeping exhaustedly in the ward. No matter what he said, there was no way he could get a response.
Just like before, no matter how much Jian Ziyan said he was not lying, they were unwilling to believe it.
Now it was his turn to refuse to believe whatever they said.
…
The next day, the psychologist arrived as promised and walked gently into the ward under everyone's gaze.
The doctors were wearing communicators, so people outside could hear everything they said.
Psychologist: "Mr. Jian, don't be nervous, we are just here to chat."
Jian Ziyan was no longer as crazy as he was yesterday. He looked at the doctor steadily and said calmly, "Are you a psychiatrist?"
The doctor was a little surprised. He thought that a patient with such a serious condition should be living only in his own world and have a blurred understanding of the outside world.
Then his eyes became serious. A madman who still has some sanity is much more difficult to treat than a complete madman.
"I don't need psychological treatment. No matter who you are, please go back." Jian Ziyan continued, "Thank you for your help, but don't waste your time on me."
Jiang Zhiyuan almost couldn't help but rush into the ward, but was held down by Shen Xiuran and Chi Zhou at the same time.
"How can it be a waste of time?" Jiang Zhiyuan said desperately, "Saving you is... a waste of time..."
Inside the ward, the psychiatrist changed his strategy temporarily: "No one asked me to come here. I heard about your situation and took the initiative to come and see you."
This time it was Jian Ziyan's turn to look surprised: "Why did you come to see me?"
"It was because of your help that Weng Jianbai was captured. You are my hero, Mr. Dawn." The doctor said sincerely, "This is not a treatment tactic, but my true thoughts. I admire you very much."
Jian Ziyan was stunned.
Under the tense gazes of the crowd, he did not react excessively, but remained silent. His eyes, which had originally had a hint of clarity, gradually fell into confusion.
"You've got the wrong person." His voice turned cold. "I'm not a hero. You've been deceived. Now I'm telling you the truth."
"This is the truth." The doctor said, "Mr. Dawn, you have a misunderstanding of yourself because of some things..."
"I didn't misunderstand. Do you know me better than I do myself?" Jian Ziyan interrupted him firmly, "I know exactly what I did, and I don't need your help. Please leave."
The doctor was not angry. Instead, he felt even more distressed for Jian Ziyan. He tried to call out a few names to see Jian Ziyan's reaction.
"Chizhou."
Jian Ziyan's expression was calm, with a hint of warmth flowing in his eyes, which made Chi Zhou's nose sore.
"Qu Shu."
Jian Ziyan's expression didn't change much. He just listened and didn't care why these things were suddenly said in front of him.
"Jiang Zhiyuan."
Jian Ziyan's expression changed, becoming guilty, and he turned his eyes away to the window so that no one else could see him.
“Chen Xiuran.”
Jian Ziyan's thin shoulders trembled, but he still didn't turn around, but just lowered his head slightly.
"Zhou Yangqiu."
Hearing this name, everyone outside became nervous.
They all knew what Zhou Yangqiu had done before, and Jian Ziyan knew it too, but he was seriously injured and hasn't woken up yet, so even if they wanted to hold him accountable, it would be fruitless for the time being.
How will Jian Ziyan react to Zhou Yangqiu?
"...Zhou Yangqiu?" Jian Ziyan turned his head blankly and asked in confusion, "Who is Zhou Yangqiu?"
Everyone's expression was frozen, as if they were falling into an ice cellar.
He doesn't remember Zhou Yangqiu.
The psychiatrist hadn't thought of this and looked a little unhappy.
When he came out, he saw several people with sad expressions and sighed.
"It seems I don't need to say more." He said, "According to what you said before, you all did things to hurt him, and Zhou Yangqiu's behavior was the most excessive. However, he only forgot about Zhou Yangqiu and did not list himself as the perpetrator like he did with you."
"This shows that Zhou Yangqiu's behavior touched his bottom line. He ignored everything you did, but he couldn't ignore what Zhou Yangqiu did. However, his kindness was tormenting him at the same time. He couldn't convince himself to forgive Zhou Yangqiu, nor could he justify his own logic as an offender. Under the collision of thoughts, his brain chose to forget Zhou Yangqiu. This is understandable."
Shen Xiuran smiled bitterly: "He is always so kind. Zhou Yangqiu betrayed his mother in order to survive. The greatest revenge he made was just to forget him."
"Yes, so kind." Jiang Zhiyuan needed to hold on to the wall beside him to stand firmly, "Why didn't we want to believe in such a person in the first place?"
The doctor looked at them sympathetically, suppressed the urge to suggest that they also see a psychiatrist, and instead spoke to Chi Zhou, who looked the most normal.
"Minister Chi, Mr. Jian is unable to use medication normally now, and treatment is extremely difficult. You...be prepared."
"Don't worry, I've been ready for a long time." Chi Zhou whispered, "It's just that this is the most difficult and most important battle I've ever fought in my life. I'm ready to fight for the rest of my life."
"Try to calm Mr. Jian down." The doctor sighed. "He's already showing too much rejection of you. If possible, find someone who can talk to him. Otherwise, he will completely sink into his own world, and it will be difficult to pull him out then."
Chi Zhou looked miserable. After a while, he nodded to show that he understood.
He told Qu Shu: "Please ask Mr.'s mother, Ms. Lan, to come over. If Mr. blames you, I will take the blame."
…
For a while, neither Chi Zhou and his team nor the various doctors entered the ward again.
Jian Ziyan's concept of time had become very vague. Although his windows provided good lighting and he could clearly distinguish the sunrise and sunset, he sometimes slept during the day and sometimes stayed awake until dawn, so he had no idea how much time had passed.
He has now learned to coexist with the endless pain. As long as he does nothing, thinks nothing, and just lies there quietly, the pain will be reduced to a minimum. When the pain subsides, the passage of time becomes more mysterious.
Until one day when the sun rose again, the handle of the ward was turned again.
Who is coming this time? Jian Ziyan thought indifferently, it would be best if it was Jiang Zhiyuan and Shen Xiuran, so that he could ask them what they could do to make amends.
However, he did not wait for their voices, and a deeply familiar call came from his ears.
"Zi Yan, my son——"
Jian Ziyan's whole body shook violently. He looked back with his eyes wide open in shock, only to see Lan Chunhua standing at the door of the ward with a hunched back and covering his mouth, accompanied by Chi Zhou. The moment he saw Jian Ziyan's appearance clearly, tears welled up in his old eyes.
——That’s my mother’s voice.
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