Chapter 060 Entertainment Industry Waste 8
"What?"
Yin Yao's expression was blank, and even his thoughts were frozen.
It's stagnant.
He didn't even know what he was saying, and just relied on his instinct to explain: "This is impossible. Jian Ziyan has never shown any talent for piano. He... can't play the piano."
He recalled the untuneable syllables that Jian Ziyan had struck out in the piano room. Both the fingering and the tune did not seem like that of the legendary brilliant piano genius.
"Really?" Granston didn't comment, but just said, "Whether it is or not, I have to see him again in person. Yao, you have to understand me. I have been thinking about and looking for him for so many years. He is the most natural pianist I have ever seen. Even you can't compare to him. As long as there is a possibility, I must go to confirm it."
Yin Yao opened his lower lip and found that all his language systems were failing.
In just one day, he experienced so many shocks that he felt a little dizzy.
His habitual way of thinking told him that this was impossible, it must be impossible. If Jian Ziyan was really the genius that he admired and feared, how come he had only been known as a waste for so many years?
But at the same time, a faint and frightened voice arose in his heart.
Do you really understand Jian Ziyan? Have you really tried to understand this person?
Where did his impression of Jian Ziyan come from? When he first met him eight years ago, he judged him to be a lonely and autistic child based on his appearance. He treated him unilaterally, and because he did not get a response, he was more certain of his judgment.
Because of his aloofness and isolation, no matter how outrageous things he did later, others would always have reasons to judge him.
Anyway, he seems to be a dark person at heart, so it is not impossible for him to do such things.
So no one knew why Jian Ziyan did this, including Yin Yao. After finding out that his kindness was not reciprocated, he withdrew his intention. After all, his own life was busy and chaotic enough, and he really couldn't spare the energy to take care of a lonely child.
At this time, Yin Yao tried to recall what kind of person Jian Ziyan was, but found that he could not remember anything at all.
He had never really known Jian Ziyan.
While he was in a daze, he vaguely mentioned the problem of Granston.
"…At that time, it was because Anqi Luo's mother guaranteed him that he was able to come to participate in the competition. I wonder if I can meet Ze's wife? That way it will be easier to confirm."
"His mother..." Yin Yao answered in a daze, "She passed away due to illness within eight years."
"Is that so? That's such a pity." Granston showed a regretful expression, "But if you think about it another way, if it was because Angelo's mother was sick that he was unable to attend the final awards ceremony, that also makes sense."
Yin Yao also had to admit the rationality of this logic.
So all the fog points to eight years ago.
What happened eight years ago? Perhaps there is a huge secret behind it.
Because Yin Yao was also one of the parties involved, he also went to the police station afterwards.
But he really knew nothing, so he was just asked a few simple questions and then told he could leave.
Before leaving, Yin Yao couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, comrade, is my teacher really the one who tampered with the piano?"
The police officer obviously knew what had happened. His teacher was involved in a case that almost ruined him, so he must have been feeling very upset.
He looked at Yin Yao with sympathy and said, "We are still investigating. We will let you know the results after we get them."
Yin Yao was silent for a moment, and a heavy feeling gradually sank in his heart.
Even though he had never participated in the investigation, he knew that an innocent person with no evidence would not be detained for so long and would usually be released after a routine investigation.
"Have you found any evidence?" he asked hesitantly.
The police officer said tactfully: "There are some contradictions with Mr. Jian's statement, and it is also related to some other cases... We are still investigating. Don't worry, if he is really innocent, we will never wrongly accuse him."
The lump in Yin Yao's heart sank to the bottom, and a strong sense of uneasiness enveloped him, making him feel a little nauseous.
"I understand," he stood up, "Please help me."
The police officer waved his hands: "This is our duty."
When Yin Yao walked out of the police station, Song Ji was already waiting outside.
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Song Ji asked with concern: "How is it, Teacher Jian, haven't you finished cooperating with the investigation yet?"
Yin Yao glanced at him quietly and said nothing.
Someone had already recognized Yin Yao, and the crowd gathered around excitedly. Song Ji immediately pushed him into the car and said, "Let's leave here first."
Yin Yao seemed to be enveloped by great confusion. He turned his head to look out the car window and closed his eyes tiredly.
The things he had firmly believed in for so many years became shaky overnight, and he suddenly couldn't tell the truth from falsehood in the world.
"Please drop me off at the intersection ahead," he said softly, "I'm not going back to the apartment."
Song Ji looked at him worriedly: "You are not in a good condition to move alone now. Where are you going? I'll take you there."
Yin Yao closed his eyes and said, "Go to a mental hospital."
…
No normal person would want to enter a mental hospital and experience this kind of atmosphere.
Even though the receptionist had a gentle smile on his face, one could tell that underneath the mask of smile was a deep numbness. It was a lifeless and wooden feeling, as if all the emotions had been sucked away.
And deep inside the hospital, all kinds of strange noises were constantly heard, including howling, laughing, and heart-wrenching crying.
As Yin Yao walked past the rows of locked wards, he felt that this place was more like a pale prison than a hospital.
Normal people will become crazy when they come in, and people who are already crazy will feel like they have found a home after coming in.
However, as they walked, Yin Yao discovered that they were not heading towards the inpatient area, but were heading towards... the intensive care unit.
Yin Yao's heart tightened, and he asked, "Excuse me, are we going the wrong way?"
Although Jian Ziyan's hand was seriously injured, he shouldn't be sent to the intensive care unit, right?
The nurse leading the way was very young, and had not yet developed the numbness of the receptionist. Upon hearing this, she glanced at him with a hint of reproach: "Don't you know? The wound on his chest is so big, and it has never been properly treated. Now it has become festering and inflamed! If he had been admitted to the hospital a few days later, it would have likely caused a fatal infection, and he wouldn't even have had the chance to be admitted to the intensive care unit."
Yin Yao's mind buzzed, and after a few seconds he asked, "He has never... treated that wound?"
"Not only has it not been treated, judging by the extent of the tearing, it is obvious that he did not pay attention and even engaged in strenuous exercise, which caused the wound to tear repeatedly. Even if it can heal in the future, it will leave a deep scar."
Yin Yao didn't know what expression to make.
Song Ji frowned deeply, his tone full of disapproval: "He was injured like this, not only did he not get hospitalized for treatment, but he also went to participate in a wild reality show? Why didn't anyone..." stop him.
Song Ji was about to say this when he was suddenly stunned. He and Yin Yao looked at each other and saw each other's ugly expressions.
Even if Jian Ziyan was willful, as his guardian, Jian Yuze should have stopped him from doing something that almost cost him his life. This was no longer just spoiling the child; it was clearly sending the child to Zisha!
If Jian Yuze loved Jian Ziyan as much as he appeared to, how could he allow Jian Ziyan to hurt his body like this?
Both of them fell silent and quietly walked to the intensive care area. After putting on sterile clothing and disinfecting as required, they were allowed to enter.
When they arrived, a doctor was debugging the equipment for Jian Ziyan and recording data. Jian Ziyan was lying on the bed, with a huge oxygen mask covering his pale face, which made his face look even more delicate and small. His right hand was wrapped in a thick bandage, and all kinds of tubes were inserted into his body. His fragility could be seen at a glance without any explanation.
Yin Yao leaned close to the glass in disbelief, staring at Jian Ziyan's still unconscious and unresponsive face: "How could it be...how could it be so serious."
Song Ji opened his mouth, but found that no words could comfort him.
If he were Yin Yao, he thought he would not be able to remain so calm, at least on the surface, after facing so many shocks.
The doctor came out soon and saw two tightly wrapped people standing outside. He looked at them suspiciously: "Are you... the patient's family members?"
Yin Yao paused for two seconds and nodded.
Since Jian Yuze is not around, it should be okay to say that he is Jian Ziyan's only relative... right?
"Why did you come at this time?" The doctor got angry when he heard they were family members. "The patient was so seriously injured, and he didn't even have anyone to accompany him during the operation and hospitalization. Do you know how pitiful this child looked before the anesthesia? Before he fell asleep, he kept looking at the door, as if waiting for someone to come and see him, but no one came."
As if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart, Yin Yao felt a sudden pain in his chest, and asked in a panic, "What's his condition? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
"He was injured so badly, and the wound was so close to his heart. The infection also caused great damage to his heart. He is lucky to be alive now, not to mention his right hand." The doctor said coldly, "You really don't plan to keep this child's hand, right? The bones haven't grown back yet, and then there's this..."
"……etc."
Yin Yao suddenly grasped a key word and felt a severe dizziness coming over him, so he had to reach out to support himself against the wall.
He calmed himself down and lowered his voice: "Doctor, you just said, what happened to his hand bones?"
The doctor looked at him suspiciously: "You don't know? Are you really a relative of the patient?"
"What happened to his hand?" Yin Yao asked persistently, as if he hadn't heard him. "What do you mean by his bones haven't grown back yet?"
The doctor became alert, and Song Ji spoke at the right time: "Excuse me, doctor, this is the child's brother. He just came back from abroad after receiving the news. The child's father... just had an accident, and I didn't have time to tell him anything."
However, when the doctor heard him say this, anger ignited in his eyes.
"You are this kid's brother, but you never knew what he was going through?"
Yin Yao stared at him blankly, as if he didn't understand the question.
"This child's body is covered with wounds!" the doctor said fiercely. "In addition to the fatal wound on his chest, his whole body is covered with marks of beatings. Some of the marks were even left just a few days ago! He must have been injured at that time, right? How could the person who beat him have the heart to do that?!"
Not only Yin Yao, but Song Ji was also shocked by the news. He stared at the doctor in amazement, unable to believe what he heard.
"Did his father who got into an accident do this? You must investigate this matter thoroughly and call the police!" The doctor became more and more angry as he spoke. "The perpetrator was smart. He knew to use rubber that would not easily leave marks. But the child's skin is too delicate. There are blues and purples all over it... How could they have the heart to beat such a beautiful child?"
The doctor was really very angry and repeated the same words several times. After seeing the dull looks in the two men's eyes and confirming that they were really unaware, he managed to calm down, but his tone was still not very good.
"You can see that the child's hands have been smashed or crushed by something heavy, and he has undergone many surgeries to repair them, but they can only barely maintain the appearance of being fragile. His tendons and bones are too severely damaged and have never grown back. There are even old broken bones in the flesh of his fingers. I have never seen such a serious case in my entire medical practice. If we were not a comprehensive hospital, we would not be able to find an orthopedic surgeon who could sew him up." The doctor said, with a look of regret in his eyes, "But there is one thing I have to tell you... His hands are so fragile to begin with, and now he has been injured like this. No matter how he is treated, he will never be able to use his right hand again."
Can no longer...use his right hand...
This voice lingered in Yin Yao's mind, and suddenly it became as loud as thunder, shaking him so much that his whole body trembled and his eyes widened in disbelief.
eye.
They had such a close relationship before...but he didn't notice anything unusual about him?
He vaguely recalled Granston's guess. Although it had not been confirmed, Granston's attitude was so firm. Coupled with some details, it was almost certain that Jian Ziyan was the genius they were all looking for.
So that's why he's rarely touched the piano?
Because he couldn't touch it at all.
He recalled the way Jian Ziyan played the piano in the reality show's piano room. He was so cautious and full of joy. When he saw someone caught him touching the piano, he looked like a child who had done something wrong, and what welled up in his eyes was... inferiority.
What did he think at that time?
...He felt that he was just treating the piano as a toy, was jealous of his ability to play the piano, and warned him not to touch it.
Yin Yao suddenly took a quick breath, and a great sense of shame swept over him, making his whole body hot, mixed with intense pain.
Doctor Song was not surprised by his painful appearance. He sighed deeply and reminded the two before leaving: "We must call the police and investigate what happened. The child has wounds that have been there for many years. It is impossible that they were left recently."
“I understand.” Yin Yao didn’t know how the voice came out of his chest, “Thank you…doctor.”
The doctor shook his head, told them not to forget to follow the visiting hours, and left with a complicated sigh.
As soon as he left, Song Ji looked at Yin Yao solemnly: "What exactly is going on? Do you know?"
Things have come to this point, and it is impossible to comfort myself that this has nothing to do with Jian Yuze.
Judging from the extent of his apparent fondness for Jian Ziyan, who else except himself could have abused Jian Ziyan for so long?
The most horrifying guess happened to be the most likely truth. Song Ji felt a little cold for a moment.
He thought of the deep father-son love that Jian Yuze displayed in front of outsiders, and his flawless reputation for elegance. It was surprising that behind such rumors was such a beast in human form.
What a terrible thing this is.
Even he found it unbearable, let alone Yin Yao, who regarded Jian Yuze as his mentor and father.
"I made the stupidest mistake in the world."
Yin Yao looked through the glass at the slender and pale boy in the ward. His voice was very hoarse, filled with extreme sadness and regret.
"I mistook the pearl for a fish eye. When dust covered it, instead of wiping it clean, I stepped on it and pushed it deeper into the dust."
Song Ji was stunned. He had known Yin Yao for so many years, but he had never seen him express his emotions so openly. He had always been cold and indifferent, and it seemed that nothing could stir his thoughts except the piano.
Even though he was wearing a mask that covered most of his face, one could easily see that his eyes were red with excitement. He looked straight at Jian Ziyan, as if he was looking at a symbol of obsession, making him look completely unfamiliar.
He felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
Yin Yao closed his red eyes, and the sour and wet feeling rolled in his throat, which he forced down.
"I know what's going on, Brother Song." His voice was surprisingly hoarse. "My teacher, my most beloved benefactor, is not what we thought. He has been trying to remind me. It turns out that he stopped me again and again to remind me... But I didn't believe him. Until the end, I didn't believe him."
Song Ji was a little stunned when he realized that the "he" was referring to Jian Ziyan.
"A few days ago, when we were recording a reality show, he told me that the teacher didn't really want to train me and that he was using me. This was the first time he spoke a complete sentence to me in all these years, but I didn't believe him."
Thinking of what he had said to Jian Ziyan at that time, a strong sense of regret gripped his heart. Every time he recalled it, the sharp pain in his heart became more intense, making his breathing tremble.
"If I had noticed his abnormality earlier, if I had patiently asked him what he wanted to tell me earlier, if I had believed him earlier, would he not have to lie here?"
"You didn't expect the truth to be like this..." Song Ji comforted him palely and then closed his mouth.
He then looked at the child lying on the hospital bed, his heartache mixed with uncontrollable disbelief.
"Why do you do this..." He muttered, not knowing who he was asking, "Jian Yuze has money and fame, so why would he treat his only son like this?"
Yin Yao couldn't answer this question now.
After learning that Jian Ziyan had been subjected to domestic violence for years, he couldn't help but have another horrifying guess in his mind.
Why didn't Jian Ziyan attend the award ceremony of the competition eight years ago? Did he really just think that his mother had passed away?
His hand...how did he get injured?
Such serious injuries could not have been caused by an accident. Even if the piano lid collapsed completely like this time, it would not have caused such a crushing consequence.
Is there any trace of Jian Yuze in this?
Jian Ziyan's words and actions have been so strange in recent years...is it because of this reason?
Yin Yao didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't help thinking about the truth.
If it was true, if it was because Jian Yuze had done such a thing to him before, that was why he knew that Jian Yuze had tampered with the piano he was about to use, and that was why he desperately came to save him...
Yin Yao had a splitting headache and he didn't dare to think about what he had done.
There were too many thoughts lingering in his mind, hoping that someone could answer them for him and tell him the truth. However, when their visiting time was up, Jian Ziyan still hadn't woken up.
According to the doctor, the test for mental illness can only be carried out after his physical illness has improved, or at least after he wakes up. Therefore, only Jian Yuze knows what disease is written on his so-called diagnosis certificate.
Before Yin Yao refused to leave Jian Ziyan's ward, Song Ji forcibly dragged him away in order to prevent more unpleasant rumors from spreading.
The next day, just as Yin Yao was about to go to the hospital, he received news from the police that the case had been concluded.
Yin Yao held the phone tightly, steadied his breathing, replied "OK", and then immediately drove to the police station.
It was the same police officer who was in charge of finding out about his situation last time. When he saw him coming, he spoke directly without beating around the bush.
"The truth of your case has come out. It was Jian Yuze who did it. When he committed the crime, he turned off all the cameras except for one that was broken. This camera has actually been repaired and recorded his entire crime process. He has no way to refute it."
Even though it was a result he had guessed long ago, Yin Yao still felt dizzy for a moment and he didn't say anything for a long time.
The impact of merely speculating and hearing the truth of the matter with your own ears is completely different.
Yin Yao sat there, expressionless, his pupils contracted, and his hand under his sleeve pinched his forearm hard, allowing him to barely maintain a calm appearance.
The police officer knew the impact this incident had on him and handed him a cup of hot water.
Yin Yao took it, his tone a little weak: "Can I...see him?"
Not only did he want to ask Jian Yuze why he treated him like this, but there was also the more important matter of Jian Ziyan, and he wanted to give up completely.
But the police officer did not agree. He said, "I'm sorry, but we can't do that now. In addition to this case, Jian Yuze has been involved in many illegal activities. We didn't expect him to be involved in many cases before, so we didn't investigate in this direction. Now that he has been arrested, many things have been revealed. He is now a major suspect and cannot be seen by anyone."
Yin Yao sat there for a long time. The hot water in his hands was scalding hot, but his fingers gripping it were as cold as ice.
In this season which was not really cold, he suddenly shivered.
Just when the police officer thought it would take him a long time to come back to his senses, Yin Yao suddenly spoke.
"I have one more thing I want to report..." He spoke slowly, "Jian Yuze is suspected of domestic violence against his only child. I ask the police to investigate the truth and seek justice for the innocent child. If you need any assistance in the investigation, please feel free to contact me."
…
After walking out of the police station, Yin Yao looked up at the bright sunlight in a trance, feeling that the world was so unreal.
Just as he was in a daze, his cell phone vibrated.
When he saw it was a call from the hospital, he immediately pressed the call button.
Because he was the only one who came to visit Jian Ziyan, and with his fabricated identity as his brother, he successfully became Jian Ziyan's emergency contact, so once there was any movement at the hospital, he would be informed.
He listened attentively to the voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hello, hello, are you the family member of the patient Jian Ziyan? The patient has woken up."
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