Chapter 156: Your secret

Since Dongheng Wei has already appeared, admitting his concern with Xue Xie, Zhishu Lv, who was suspicious of Xue Xie, has now dispelled his doubts.

She looked at Dongheng Wei and Xue Xie with a complicated expression for a while, wanting to say something, but realizing that she had no position, she finally said, "Sorry," and immediately grabbed her crocodile bag and ran away.

Xue Xie, whose anger at Zhishu Lv had not yet subsided, found Dongheng Wei's arrival strange and asked, "How did you know I was here?"

Dongheng Wei : "I saw you in her car when you were on the road and thought it was strange, so I followed you."

"She was so inexplicable, I thought she wanted me for something, I didn't think it was something so unbelievable."

Dongheng Wei asked for a cup of coffee and told Xue Xie to sit down to cool off: "I told you, the He family is a bunch of oddballs, especially this Zhishu Lv, it's hard to get rid of."

He said here, eyebrows raised, but also did not forget to self-aggrandizement: "unlike me, my family can be enlightened, I heard that our family also has a cousin in the early years of the more odd bar ...... but she has passed away. Now my family is all and I like the little cute, my childhood grave bouncing they can forgive me, my family will never say such animal words to you."

Xue Xie took a while to feel more comfortable.

"From what she just said, she seems to be sure Yu He is in a relationship, and I wonder which girl is so unlucky ......"

Speaking of which, she suddenly remembered the scene in front of the hotel where the taxi picked up the customer, and her heart rippled with anxiety.

Dongheng Wei saw what she was thinking and scratched his slab inch - his proud silver rogue head was ordered by his dad to shave it, into an army inch, and it hasn't grown back yet, nor has it had time to be dyed.

"If you really don't feel comfortable, you should call your brother and ask him if he has been to that restaurant today."

Xue Xie thought about it and really made a phone call.

After waiting for a few seconds, Qingcheng Xie's quiet, steady voice came through: "Hello."

"Brother, you, what are you doing ......"

"Lesson preparation. Yes?"

"Oh ......" Xue Xie breathed a sudden sigh of relief. She immediately covered the PA and Dongheng Wei said with an exaggerated mouth: he - prepared - class -

Dongheng Wei snapped his fingers and began to shake with glee as he held a two-legged leg, a look that I knew it.

"It's okay, it's okay I'll just call and ask."

Qingcheng Xie thought she was baffled, but his sister grew up doing a lot of messy things, this kind of sudden call to greet her brother's behavior is common, he did not ask more questions, casually and Xue Xie chatted a few words, and then hung up the phone.

"Phew--" Xue Xie breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Dongheng Wei looked at her playfully and teased her, "Aren't you worried now that your brother just came back to prepare for class?"

"Impossible, my brother has to prepare for a long time to prepare for class, then he must not have been downtown today." Xue Xie was relieved, then rolled her eyes again and scolded Zhishu Lv, " Yu He his mother really has a problem ...... also do not know Yu He secretly in love with which female students, this really by his mother found out, I am afraid to be embarrassed to death. I wish it wasn't a student in my class ...... ouch ......"

.

Qingcheng Xie was not disturbed by Xue Xie's sudden call, he managed to finish preparing his class, made the PPT before the class, and went back to the dormitory after the two classes were all over, and bought some Kwantung boil at the school convenience store.

When he reached the entrance of the faculty dormitory, he suddenly became very dizzy and had to stand against the cold metal door for a while before he gradually eased up.

Because of the sudden discomfort, the first thing Qingcheng Xie did when he entered the house was to boil water for himself and take medicine.

But when I opened the drawer, I found that the stored medicine was empty.

Qingcheng Xie was stunned for a few seconds, he realized that he was really negligent, not only did he not take his medication on time yesterday and today, but he even forgot about the stock of medication at home.

With his hand on his forehead, he leaned against the wine cooler and rubbed his Solar Plexus, beginning to reflect that perhaps Yu He wasn't the only one who had sunk to his knees in the past few days.

And himself.

He has always been a meticulous person, but now he is hanging out with a young and frivolous brat to the point that he has forgotten about his illness.

Qingcheng Xie Thinking about it, the feeling of anxiety and irritation came back.

He closed his eyes.

The dizziness lingered, and finally Qingcheng Xie had to get up, put his jacket on, take a taxi, and drive to Meiyu Private Hospital.

"Here are your detailed labs for this time, and here are the medications."

In the dean's office, Ciyan Qin's old friend pushed a piece of paper and two boxes of medicine to Qingcheng Xie.

"You can read the lab results yourself. No need for me to say."

Qingcheng Xie took the slip and looked at it as calmly as she would any patient's slip.

He finished reading his list.

"It's a little worse than I thought it would be for myself." He said.

Dean: "If you had stopped taking RN-13 earlier, you wouldn't have become like this."

Qingcheng Xie lit a cigarette, took a drag, and did not answer the question.

After a while, he said, "How long do you think I can hold out?"

"If you're willing to go to the United States for treatment, there's actually hope with the technology available now, but you-"

"But you know I won't."

The dean sighed heavily: "If you don't go to hospital for proper treatment, it will be five or six years. Your five organs are already failing rapidly, at this rate, it will only be six years at most, I think you should be very clear in your own mind."

Qingcheng Xie : "...... What if I increase the number of times I come for treatment shots?"

The dean looked at him, "Xiao Xie, that would be very painful. You know that the dose of medicine that works for you is a thousand times more painful than chemotherapy at the dose you're on. Even if your pain is more dull than normal, it's like dying once. And why do you need this."

"Because there are things that if I don't do them, no one else will finish them."

"...... I think if old Qin was still alive, he wouldn't be able to look at you the way you are now."

"But I have no other choice."

The old dean again a deep sigh, about Ciyan Qin and Qingcheng Xie things, he knows not complete, but not too little.

In the past, he respected Qingcheng Xie's ideas on some matters, and kept the secrets he should keep, but watching such a person, step by step in front of himself towards the end of the lamp, that feeling of powerlessness still made the old dean could not help but sigh.

"If you're going to play to increase the number of treatment shots, then you need to be prepared. This kind of shot too often, your body's stress reaction will be severe and easy to be found ......"

Qingcheng Xie : "I know."

"...... you go to the injection room."

Qingcheng Xie got up.

The old dean, who seemed to be tired of communicating with Qingcheng Xie, suddenly called him back the moment he was about to leave the dean's office.

" Qingcheng Xie ."

Qingcheng Xie's fingertips on the doorknob stopped, and he turned his head slightly sideways.

The old dean: "I understand your choice, but you suffer like this, but no one around you knows, and no one can come to accompany you. I don't think it's kind of you to treat them this way, you have to know that your friends and family don't just want you to give them protection, they equally want you to allow them to take care of you ...... otherwise the day they learn the truth, they can't afford it."

Qingcheng Xie paused for a moment and said, "Then don't ever let them know."

He pushed the door and disappeared at the end of the white corridor.

Meiyu Hospital has a special injection room that is reserved for Qingcheng Xie.

There will be no one in the injection room, there will not be any medical care for company, everything is known only to the director, all in secret.

Qingcheng Xie familiarly calibrated the biometric information and the door opened.

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This is the truth that Qingcheng Xie has been hiding from almost everyone close to him these past few years.

Inside was a three-person high standing incubator with a breathing mask, restraint straps, connecting syringes, and a call button that could be used to call for emergency help from the dean's office.

Apart from this incubation bin, the only thing in the injection room is a cold metal bed, a medicine cabinet, and an operating table.

Nothing more.

This is Qingcheng Xie's private treatment room.

Since he restarted taking RN-13 in secret, he has had to come to this place for treatment. Initially it was just two or three times a year, slowly his health got worse and worse and recently he has reached the point where he has to come for treatment almost once in a month or two. So when Yu He was glued to him before, you would find him disappearing gradually and frequently.

He's right here.

He had to repair his body, even if the process was far more painful than chemotherapy.

The only thing that can give a little comfort to the person in it is the glass cover of the incubation chamber, which is engraved with a cloud-like jellyfish - this jellyfish is Qingcheng Xie's only companion during the extreme pain of the special treatment injection.

Qingcheng Xie was so familiar with the house that it was like going back to his own home. He did the extermination and injected the medicine into the bin infusion tube himself ......

After all the preparations were completed, Qingcheng Xie took a deep breath and prepared to walk into the petri dish as usual.

And just then, his cell phone rang suddenly.

The person who called was Yu He.

"Hello."

"Hey, Xie, I'm out of class, where are you?"

The boy's voice on the phone was bright, booming, with some expectation. Qingcheng Xie could even clearly hear the boisterous voices of the students around him as he walked out of the classroom.

The young scholars were carefree discussing with their peers, "What are we having for dinner tonight?"

"A new barbecue restaurant has opened on East Street, and I've heard people say it tastes great ......"

"Brother Xie?" Yu He recites his name, bringing him back to consciousness.

Qingcheng Xie was alone in this cold, metallic treatment room, listening to the boys' movements, and for a moment, I felt like I was in hell listening to the sounds of earth.

He was quiet for a moment and said, "Something came up, a meeting outside."

"Another meeting?"

"Well, temporary."

"So how long will it take to drive?"

Qingcheng Xie : "What's wrong?"

"I'd like to have dinner with you tonight."

"......"

"I'll wait for you to come back, okay?"

"No need." Qingcheng Xie came back to me, "I'm late for my meeting, so you can eat by yourself. If you really don't want to be alone, just find someone to take my place."

Yu He : "But no one can take over for you."

"...... really doesn't work."

"Ugh ...... so busy ah ...... then okay, then this time forget it." Yu He probably felt that he was pressed for time and said, "Go ahead and have your meeting, I won't bother you, I'll hang up."

After ending the call, Qingcheng Xie threw the phone on the treatment bed, and he saw his reflection in the metal plate, blurred features, as if without any expression.

-Yes.

He shouldn't have had any ripples.

Qingcheng Xie got up, a narrow finger into the tie knot buckle, pulled the tie loose, thought about it, and turned the phone off, walked into the incubator, pressed the start button, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The breathing mask was lowered and fastened over his mouth and nose, covering most of his face. The injection tube was inserted through the red mole on the back of Qingcheng Xie's neck, and at the same time, the drug mist steamed up and slowly filled the entire incubator.

Hallucinogenic gas.

A long injection.

Peripheral reactions are more intense than cancer pain.

The director was right when he described Qingcheng Xie as going through a death spiral every time he laid down in the silo. The air pressure in the incubator will start to increase sharply after Qingcheng Xie has been injected with the inlet drug, the tympanic membrane, sinuses, heart, will be forced to bear the extreme pressure, when the hallucinogenic ingredients in the drug began to take effect, it will make Qingcheng Xie illusion, as if a bone is pulled out of the body, and then irregularly stabbed back to the internal organs, they are in his The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into.

Such a process to continue for a long time, so the incubator had to set up all over his body restraint straps and handcuffs, he struggled every time, the tighter the straps will be strangled, the more tightly the cuffs will be closed, and in the end his flesh is worn, the whole person is like completely caught in the net, even move half an inch can no longer do.

And the real pain is just beginning at this point.

The person inside the silo is affected by the side effects of the overdose and will fall into increasingly realistic hallucinations, the brain's amygdala begins to disrupt under the constant intense conditions, Qingcheng Xie's eyes will continue to replay the most horrific and painful past events he has suffered in his life.

Parental death.

Car accident.

Ciyan Qin died.

He left the hospital ......

Fear continues to spread through the nervous system.

He saw the rising water level of the studio and heard the sultry singing of Jiang Lanpei.

He saw Xue Xie collapsed in Chengkang Mental Hospital, and for a moment he thought she was dead, that she had been divided into bodies.

And then he seemed to be stuffed whole again into a worn out bear puppet doll, and he dragged his tattered body towards home.

But the young Xue Xie shouted at him, "You are not him! You are not the brother!"

It was like he had to die after he had died once in his body, but also in his heart ......

No one knew how much pain he was in, no one knew how much courage he needed to live.

He was in the barn, his pale face hidden in a drug fog. His wrists were handcuffed with shackles, his neck was bound with a collar, and his snow-white shirt was deeply strangled with black restraining straps, and even his cries of pain were silenced inside his breathing mask.

It hurts like hell.

It is as if the limbs are dissected and a heart is dug out.

By the time the treatment was all over, it was more than three hours later.

Qingcheng Xie slowly woke up from his pain-induced coma, the little bit of his forehead hair hanging down was completely wet with sweat.

He opened his eyes slowly, and as he had done countless times before after this set of injections, he was so tortured that he didn't know for a moment what day or night it was.

The door of the barn is automatic and finally opens slowly. A little bit of the remaining drug mist inside came out, and in the haze, the figure of Qingcheng Xie was revealed after he finished his treatment.

It was a vulnerability and exhaustion that few people had ever seen.

Qingcheng Xie was so stiff and cold in the barn, he entered the barn took off his jacket, only a plain white shirt, black pants, now these clothes have been completely wet by the drug mist and sweat, clinging to his body. When the white shirt was wet, the blood color of the skin and the lines of the muscles underneath were vaguely visible. His chest, upper arms, belly, waist and crotch ...... are tightly strangled by the restraint belt all the way, as if he did not have any disease, but committed some crime.

Qingcheng Xie's face had no blood on it, and his eyes were vacant.

The therapy bin slowly lifts up and down, an automatic device that holds the person flat to the front of the therapy metal bed and sets him down.

Qingcheng Xie was unconscious when he lay on that narrow bed.

He just lay so limp, the man looked like he had just been fished out of the water, what strength was gone ...... just so lonely, cold.

The sadness of the dream still lingers between his brows and he looks broken.

It seems to be mutilated porcelain.

It's as if life has long since come to an end.

He is lying in the invisible ruins, or he himself is the ruins.

The only thing that can still prove that he is still alive is the faint heaving at his chest ......

Five or six more years.

That's the end of life.

Qingcheng Xie took a long reprieve on the treatment bed before regaining control of her body and sitting up.

When he buttoned his jacket, even his fingers were slightly shaking.

He wiped away the physical tears at the end of his eyes and slowly covered up all the traces of pain, especially the scars on his wrists ...... that seemed to be strangled by the handcuffs ......

Out the door.

Depart.

Yes, that's the secret he kept - what Qingcheng Xie said to Yu He in the reservoir was true, but not the whole story. He still hid part of the truth -

A part of the truth that relates to his current situation.

Qingcheng Xie was once judged to not live past the age of 40. When the United States developed an effective palliative drug, he chose to give up his powers and underwent medical treatment, thus gaining a body comparable to that of an ordinary person and being able to live an ordinary life.

But what he didn't say is that after Ciyan Qin's death and some time later, a lot of things happened - Ruoqiu Li divorced him, while Xue Xie got into the university of his choice and Man Chen joined the public security system after working hard.

Those around him either went to hell in spirit, or to the sidelines, or to independence.

He is like a tree, when autumn and winter come and all the leaves on the branches leave.

He realizes that he is no longer an indispensable dependency in anyone's life.

And it was during that period that two accidents occurred -

The first one, the data left by Ciyan Qin, was destroyed.

At that time, there were seven or eight cartons of handwritten files, all of which were left at home, except for the ones Qingcheng Xie was sorting.

These voluminous materials were treasures to Qingcheng Xie, and were the writings that had to be finished for Lao Qin, but they were of no value to anyone else, so Qingcheng Xie did not think they would be targeted at that time.

However, one day he returned home, but found that the house had been into the thieves, old Qin's notebook was thrown everywhere, the burglars seem to be trying to find some content from the old Qin's information, but ultimately came up empty.

In his anger and frustration, the thief maliciously burned several of Ciyan Qin's medical notebooks with a fire engine and threw about 20 more into the bathroom, where he wet them all with a shower.

By the time Qingcheng Xie found it, almost all the words on it were unreadable ......

Qingcheng Xie At that moment, I felt that the sky was falling. Reported to the police, rescue ...... but in the end it was not done.

The criminal verdict is about a criminal consequence, Xie family what valuable things are not lost, damage is only some let the police judge the value of medical notes only, although the case can be filed, who will seriously trace?

What's more, even if the person is found, the 20 to 30 notebooks that have been condensed into Ciyan Qin's life will not be returned.

Qingcheng Xie does not remember how he survived that time, he dreamed of Ciyan Qin every night during those days, dreaming of the old man's back sitting at his desk and writing. He dreamed of Mrs. Qin solemnly handing him these materials, sending him outside the red brick walled building, bowing slightly with tears in her eyes, and seeing him off.

He woke up every night with such heartbreaking guilt that his hands trembled as he touched his cigarettes and lit them.

He didn't know how to make up for all this loss and give an account to the old Qin couple.

He could only keep speculating on what was written and recorded in the Ciyan Qin scraps in other notes of the corresponding period ...... but a lot of experimental data that was missing was missing never to be recovered.

Who was the burglar that broke into the house?

What exactly do they want to find in the information of Qin Lao?

Qingcheng Xie was in pain and could not get an answer.

Until the second accident happened.

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Ciyan Qin's daughter, who was married to the United States, was kidnapped by a mysterious organization. By the time the police rescued her, Ciyan Qin's daughter, Rongbei Qin, had been tortured to the point of complete insanity and was sent to a local mental hospital for forced isolation.

And in that hospital, Rongbei Qin often repeated the phrase...

"Don't ask me, I don't know what a first emperor is."