Chapter 43: I can't imagine that the truth is this

"Qingcheng Xie ...... you then to me, is really a little extra human kindness also?"

"......"

Qingcheng Xie that direction is against the light source, in the darkness of the night, Yu He could not see what kind of look on Qingcheng Xie's face, only to feel that the hand supporting him gently trembled a little.

" Qingcheng Xie , why do you have to go."

Yu He asked again - he has come to this point, but can still be calm. It seems that the more terrible and critical the scene, the less important it is for him.

"......"

"...... You lied to me, didn't you, and it wasn't just time that was up, was it?"

The look in that child's eyes.

This teenager's eyes.

Just like that, calm, childish, stubborn, but also seems to be ...... indifferent. In this way, looking straight at him.

I dug deep, but I couldn't find an answer.

Qingcheng Xie suddenly felt unable to face such a look from him, he closed his eyes: "...... I'll take you out first."

With time running out, he insisted on taking Yu He out of the Archive. As they ran from the silent interior to the noisy exterior, the lights swirled in front of their eyes and the sirens blared in their ears, and they fell into a kaleidoscopic world.

Jingfeng Zheng's people have also discovered the true meaning behind L and surmised the location, and the red and blue flashes are like a tidal wave, copying from all sides.

When Qingcheng Xie was holding Yu He, who was bleeding heavily, and walking down the steps, Jingfeng Zheng pulled open the car door and got out of the car with a bang.

This time the mission of the chief of police face covered with frost, leopard-like eyes with concern and anger, two contradictory emotions like in his face staged shadow play, swords and shadows, wonderful.

" Qingcheng Xie ......"

" Archive is going to explode. You can't let people back in."

This was the first thing Qingcheng Xie said after he approached Jingfeng Zheng.

Jingfeng Zheng looked like he wanted to grab them both by the neck and put them in handcuffs, but his eyes met Qingcheng Xie's ...... eyes, which were very similar to Muying Zhou's, and he became afraid to look at them at the last moment.

Qingcheng Xie's cheek was stained with blood, Jingfeng Zheng didn't know whose blood it was, but the blood made him feel incredibly guilty.

Yes, he was keeping Qingcheng Xie away, Qingcheng Xie is not a police officer and is not qualified to get involved that much.

Even if what is in front of him concerns the unsolved case of his parents' death nineteen years ago. He could only say to Qingcheng Xie, "This is a secret, you must give it to us.

But organizations often have less operational power than individuals, and the more formal the organization, the more so. The other group seems to be a cross-border criminal group that makes good use of high technology, so Qingcheng Xie has given them the problem for nineteen years, and now they have not been able to give Qingcheng Xie an answer on the ground. Even the deciphering of the Archive, because of the constraints of all parties, they come slower than Qingcheng Xie.

"Hurry up and retreat." Jingfeng Zheng couldn't be surprised or ask more questions, and immediately turned his eyes from to the intercom.

" Archive Initiate/explode, all fall back!"

After he finished, he took Qingcheng Xie and Yu He to the police car, and he was the last one to go up, closing the door with a bang.

When they got into the car, everyone around them looked at Qingcheng Xie with a very strange look.

Not far away, Broadcasting Tower seemed to have reverted to its normal light projection, and when Qingcheng Xie glanced over, there was no longer a scarlet game of death by handkerchief, there were images of people bobbing about, perhaps an advertisement, but he didn't have time to look closely, the car was already roaring to life.

This time the campus road has been basically evacuated no one, the police car all the way to the wind, red and blue light flashes, fleeing also like a few hundred meters, and then -

"Bang ！！！！"

There was a muffled thunderous tremor behind them, followed by a stone-cold bang, accompanied by the screams of those who saw the scene from all sides.

Rumble ......

The archive building really exploded ......

The bricks and tiles crumble like a mountain, abruptly covering the past.

Qingcheng Xie leaned against the car, just through the rear window, he could see the rolling flames rising in the direction of Archive, wrapping sin and punishment into the wind like a wind that swept the earth, twisting them into pieces and shattering them into fragments that could never be put together again.

Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes, and from the beginning to the end, did not turn back.

The clues are in pieces, and he ...... can't go back.

......

It took a long time before the deafening explosion stopped.

The car was quiet, and everyone's attention was focused on the crime scene. The police car stopped, the police got out one by one, outside was the sound of whistling wind, the crackling of flames in the distance, and ......

Suddenly -

"What are your grievances?"

A man's voice.

The sound was loud and came from several cell phones in the car together.

"If you have any complaints, you go and talk to the hospital."

Qingcheng Xie paused and opened his eyes - was he hallucinating from the shock? How did he hear his own voice speaking.

"Don't theorize with me here."

No, it's not a hallucination.

He suddenly realized something and opened his eyes abruptly -

It's a video!

That cell phone video transmitted throughout Huzhou University hasn't even stopped!

In addition, the same content as the mobile projection is being shown on Broadcasting Tower.

The moment he looked at the video projected by Broadcasting Tower, he immediately understood why those police officers just looked at him with an oddity in their eyes that should not have been there.

The video had been playing for some time, at least until Yu He and Qingcheng Xie came out, and the Broadcasting Tower was dominated by the video footage.

Qingcheng Xie turned on his phone, which had been turned off, and it was immediately kidnapped by the hacker's robotic signal, and he received that video feed synchronized in real time with Broadcasting Tower.

That was several years ago myself.

He was wearing a Huzhou First Hospital uniform with a light blue Huyi crest tattooed on his snow-white lapel, a plastic work name tag and two pens pinned to his chest. The scene around him was chaotic, with the patients in the hospital crowding around him as he stood in front of his department, with a disheveled woman in front of him.

"......"

Qingcheng Xie immediately knew which day this had happened. But--

His face changed slightly and he went to see Yu He.

Yu He frowned, not fully aware of what was happening, but it was clear to him that the video was the one the hacker wanted him to click on to see if it was "worth it".

His shoulder was still bleeding, and a doctor from the police force was working on his injury urgently, and the other person said to him, "I'll clear your wound to stop the bleeding, but it will hurt a little, so bear with it."

Yu He said carelessly, "Thank you."

Pain, blood, and even death really aren't anything to him.

He watched with rapt attention the lighthouse with its changing light.

The picture goes on and on.

The woman in the video is screaming: "Why do you want me to show relevant documents? Why do you want the security guards to check me? I just came to see a doctor, is it easy for me? It's so hard to get a specialist's number at your hospital, all the numbers are taken away by scalpers! You have to add 500 yuan to buy a place to see a doctor! Why?"

"Not only do you have to die for being poor, you also have to suffer from your doctors and be treated differently by you, right? Do you think I want to be so dirty and smelly? I'll be outside your hospital at 4:00 a.m. waiting for the doors to open and waiting in line, do I have time to get clean and fresh like you? I'm really not a bad person!"

But the young Qingcheng Xie looked coldly at the woman who had fallen down crying on her knees in front of him, her hands in the pockets of her white coat, her expression indifferent: "After the incident of Beihai Yi, you are sitting in front of my clinic like this, but you are not my patient, I know what you want to do?"

Woman: "I just want to see a doctor!!!"

Qingcheng Xie expressionlessly: "You want to cure, I also want to be safe, please, do not sit in front of my clinic, should go to internal medicine, go to internal medicine, should go to neurosurgery, go to neurosurgery, I can not match the number you are clutching here."

"But other places are full of people, and the floor is not allowed to sit, I can easily find an empty seat, I just want to take a break, standing all day ......"

"Save that for the security guard, I'm just a guy who gets paid to see a doctor. Don't want to be in danger of dying in the line of duty."

The surrounding patients originally did not want to argue with the doctor and were trying to hold back their anger, but when they saw that the woman was in tears from Qingcheng Xie's fierceness and Qingcheng Xie was speaking so aggressively, they could not help but feel anger in their hearts and some of them yelled at Qingcheng Xie: "What are you doing? Don't you have a mother? Beihai Yi is an example, you don't have to kill all patients with one stick, right? A selfish person like you is no match for Mr. Ciyan Qin! How can you be a doctor?"

Qingcheng Xie eyelids raised, revealing a pair of sharp to somewhat mean peach blossom eyes: "Whether you think I'm worthy or not, I'm a doctor."

"I don't think it's worth dying for a patient, being killed by a psychopath is even more wrongful to the point of ridiculousness, doctors are just a profession, don't spend your days rendering selfless sacrifice and carrying out moral kidnapping."

His lips opened and closed.

"A doctor's life is always much more important than the life of a psychopath who can't control himself. Do you understand?"

"......"

The back of the video screen is chaotic, the crowd is angry who pushed the filmmaker, the picture shaking so that people can not see, only to hear the patients excited curses.

Countless cell phones were playing this image, and a screen window flashed with light, scattering it all quickly to all corners of the Internet.

For a while, the cell phones in the car, whether Qingcheng Xie's or the rest of the police force's, as long as they were not set to complete silent mode, were vibrating non-stop. It was a message sent to them from one chat group and one individual.

Yu He sat in the seat of the police car while medical personnel attended to the gunshot wound to his shoulder. As he watches the video, he rests his forehead against the window glass and looks quietly at Broadcasting Tower.

Watch the video that the other hacker tried to send him and he chose not to open.

Qingcheng Xie felt his heart sinking.

So this is the thing.

The other side, in order to interfere with Yu He, exposed him to this incident.

He suddenly wanted to say something to Yu He, but did not know what to say, and there seemed to be nothing to explain, he stopped watching the video, he knew very well what he had said and done.

That hid sins that he could not explain at all, hid secrets that he had to hold on to and hide - at this moment, just turned up for all to see.

He didn't care, when he did that and said that, he knew that he would have grievances in the future, a lifetime of non-sense, and that there was a price to pay for everything. And he was ready to die for the rest of his life to keep that secret, and was well aware of what kind of future he would face.

But at this moment, his gaze fell on the stoic youth next to him ......

Yu He's shoulder is still dripping blood outward, the doctor took a hemostatic bandage in the treatment, the fishy sweetness of blood still permeates the semi-closed police car command car.

Qingcheng Xie had no reason to think of the time just a few hours earlier when he had first looked at this young man flatly.

Yu He offered him his hand, and no one was willing to help him at that time, even Man Chen chose to obey the rules.

But Yu He said, "I can help you."

The hand that reached over, slender, wide, clean, beautiful, even the nails are very neatly trimmed, you can see that it is a well-bred young master, with good habits.

No blood, no injuries.

Only the old scars on the wrists are vaguely visible, but they have all healed.

--

"Why do you ......"

"Because of this action, you have done the same to me before."

"......"

"I haven't forgotten."

The stinging blood stung Qingcheng Xie's eyes.

The video footage that could not be stopped also entered Yu He's vision.

The picture has changed again.

It was in the hospital conference room.

Qingcheng Xie seems to have completed some excellent academic presentation and the institution is in the process of recognizing him for his title.

But the colleagues applauding below were not enthusiastic, and the timeline should have been shortly after his confrontation with the patient.

The dean asked him to say a few words, and Qingcheng Xie stood up, his eyes calmly sweeping over the individuals below.

He didn't say a testimonial; what he said was, "This is the last time I will make a presentation at this institution, and I have decided to resign."

"......"

A few brainless interns are still mechanically slapping their hands.

But after a couple of shots, the intern doctor came back to his senses, his eyes widened in surprise, his mouth grew, and he looked at Qingcheng Xie in the same bewildered way as everyone else.

Qingcheng Xie is the youngest and most promising doctor in their hospital, so strong that it seems like a pervert. Before him, Huzhou First Hospital has never had a deputy chief physician of this age, even if he had some inappropriate comments a while ago, the past will be the past, which doctor has not had a few conflicts with patients in his life?

But Qingcheng Xie said he was resigning.

The dean's expression suddenly became stiff and laughed dryly twice: "...... Dr. Xie, you go down first, work matters, after the meeting."

The medical director was also forcing a smile and took the microphone: "Dr. Xie is in a bad mood these days, right? Professor Qin had such a thing, we can not accept anyone, Dr. Xie and Professor Qin's department near, former colleagues must also be very good relationship, at that time you also witnessed Professor Qin's sacrifice, you have some emotions we can understand ......"

"I don't know Ciyan Qin very well." Qingcheng Xie interrupted her, "I'm not in a bad mood because of Professor Qin either."

"I just don't want to be the next Ciyan Qin."

One of Ciyan Qin's students couldn't resist: " Qingcheng Xie, what are you talking about? What do you mean you don't want to be the next Ciyan Qin! My teacher has dedicated her life to the medical field, how can you--"

"But I don't want to."

"......"

"Doctoring is just a profession for me and I will do what I have to do, but I don't feel it's normal to sacrifice my life in this position."

"I also do not know why a large part of everyone here should be so hot and tearful, and even proud of it, to save patients with procedural problems, regardless of their safety. Professor Qin is honorable, but he is to blame for what happened to him in the end. Why did he have to operate on a mentally ill mother with incomplete procedures."

Ciyan Qin's students rose up: " Qingcheng Xie, you--!!!"

"Forgive me for being completely unable to understand."

The conference room was in chaos, and the young doctor's grief and anger were all overwhelmed and spilled out, "What are you saying?"

"What blame is to blame? Do you think Professor Qin's death was his own fault?"

"Qingcheng Xie, have you forgotten how you used to talk about the mentally ill? You were the one who supported the idea of letting them live in society, of being tolerant of them, of treating them like ordinary people, but now you've changed? You're afraid when something happens, aren't you? You saw with your own eyes how Professor Qin was sacrificed at his post the day of his accident, you are afraid!"

"You watched him being thrown down in blood, you saw the blood in his office, and you cringed didn't you? You're afraid that one day you'll be the one who encounters this! You are in contact with all the mentally ill, you are much more dangerous than he is! If you're afraid, just say so! No one will laugh at you! Don't belittle Professor Qin's sacrifice, okay?"

Qingcheng Xie said coldly, "Yes, I am afraid."

The young doctor gritted his teeth, "Then you still talk about treating mental patients equally-"

"May I ask how you speak to cancer patients. Do you just say you are sorry you are going to die soon."

Qingcheng Xie face without a trace of expression, eyebrows as cold as frost and snow: "You will not say so either."

"Truth is truth and words are words. I have to give my patients hope and encouragement as a mental health physician so that they feel they are being treated like a normal person."

"But ask yourselves, who among you would really have no qualms about the dangerously mentally ill? Who of you would be willing to be alone with them, or even to give your lives to those patients without reservation."

"......"

"Which one of you did it."

"So ...... what you said is nothing but pretty words on the field ...... you are simply ...... you are simply... ...you are simply a hypocritical villain who has been a whore/child and wants to set up a pagoda!!!"

Qingcheng Xie does not quarrel with the person who has lost his temper, he remains very calm, calm to almost cold, cold to almost cold-blooded. He said: " Ciyan Qin may be a saint. I'm just an ordinary person. I put on the clothes at work, is a doctor to see patients, I off work after taking off the clothes I have a family, a wife and sister need to take care of. I'm not as conscious as he is."

"......"

"If you want to be Ciyan Qin, go ahead."

Qingcheng Xie said, taking off the badge he had just received and putting it back in the red velvet padded satin box. The eyes were extremely sober and calm...

"I just want to be normal."

The video was put here and the screen suddenly flickered twice.

Suddenly extinguished.

WZL death game countdown has ended, the police can no longer tolerate the other side of this inch of behavior, the control of the dissemination of information is a long time to take back, but because of the involvement of Huzhou innocent residents of the terrorist attack let them not dare to move, only to let the other side arrogant.

At this point, they can no longer let the picture continue, the top gave the order, the "Bloody Sword" Broadcasting Tower finally seems to be awake from the devil's manipulation, was cut off the main valve.

The sound of a big power cut with a bang.

Like a curtain call on a stage, Broadcasting Tower lost its luster, losing half an inch of its brilliance in an instant, and it fell completely dead after this night's "rampage," like a giant beast collapsing in the middle of campus, devoid of any life.

Behind Broadcasting Tower, the fire was still burning, and the sky was red with the light of the night above Archive. Police officers stood around the century-old building that had fallen into flames. Someone called 911 for emergency communications.

There is a lot of noise all over campus, and no one is sleeping tonight.

Inside the car, however, there was dead silence.

The video is gone.

The picture is over.

But Yu He's eyes kept gazing at Broadcasting Tower - he was very calm, calm and even a little scary, just looking at the lighthouse that had gone completely black, not moving.

--

"The vast majority of psychopaths are normal humans giving feedback to the abnormal environment they are in ......"

"Unequal social relations, a dysfunctional atmosphere, these culprits for 'them' to cause a major psychological blow, ironically, almost all originate from the family, the workplace, society, from 'us'. "

" Yu He , sooner or later you have to get out of your inner shadow by yourself."

"You need to re-establish bridges with people, with society."

"I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Hey, kid."

"Don't you hurt ......"

"......"

The words that Qingcheng Xie said back then, the words that pried the shackles off Yu He's heart, the encouragement that made him more or less willing to see Qingcheng Xie as different, the comfort that Yu He had given him when he was in extreme distress, all came up at this moment like mustard seeds of dust, but they seemed indescribably absurd and cold.

Yu He looked at the lighthouse.

The lighthouse was lightless and the bottom of his eyes were terribly dark.

It was almost the same time these videos were shot, no more than a month apart, when Qingcheng Xie resigned from his position as a private doctor and fled as if to get out of a tiger's den and away from some malignant infectious disease patient.

The doctor was clearing his wound, and the gunshot wound in his arm, it seemed to suddenly hurt badly.

Why else would he feel a chill all over his body?

And why the pale face?

"...... Yu He ."

"......"

"This is something I ......"

Yu He heard Qingcheng Xie's voice next to him.

Patiently, he waited for Qingcheng Xie to finish his sentence.

One second, another second.

But Qingcheng Xie did not continue.

These words are indeed his own words, no matter what the cause is, what the purpose is, and what the secret hidden in them is, these are his own words, and Yu He is indeed the one who is sacrificed by him in the wave of Ciyan Qin incident.

Then, there really isn't any reason for him to explain much more to this teenager.

This moment Yu He suddenly felt very absurd - he originally hated the doctor, he also hated Qingcheng Xie at the beginning, Qingcheng Xie how to gain his trust, and what is the way to make him more or less open to him a little bit of the inner door?

Isn't it the so-called equal treatment, isn't it the treatment of him as a part of normal society, supporting him to come out of the dark lair of the evil dragon and touch the light of all the lights outside?

But where he could not see, where he did not know, after Ciyan Qin's accident and before Qingcheng Xie left, what did this man say?

Yu He slowly closed his eyes, and he felt as if his cheek had been slapped unmercifully by someone.

The slap fell with less force on the face because it was separated by heavy years, and Yu He doesn't think he would have had any emotional ups and downs as a result.

Just between the flesh and blood, vaguely, there will eventually be some slight tingling.

"All right. The wound is bandaged for you for now, and I'll send someone to take you to the hospital." The police officer in charge of medical work said to Yu He, "It still needs to be treated quickly. Why don't you come with me to the other car."

"......"

"Classmate?"

Yu He opened his eyes.

He was too calm, too calm to be scary.

Qingcheng Xie's cell phone has one call after another, concerned, anxious, confirming ...... purpose of different calls are at this moment frantic influx.

Qingcheng Xie didn't pick it up.

He looked at Yu He's profile.

And Yu He just meekly said to the doctor in the police force, "Thank you, it's really a trouble."

With long legs, he stepped out of the car with ease.

He took a few steps forward, until this moment he had to go ahead first, he was finally willing to stop, slightly sideways, the red and blue light of the police lights tracing a layer of shifting light edge on his polished side.

He laughed softly, the firelight flickering in his dark eyes, "Thank you, Doctor. I never thought that the truth would turn out to be like this."

"......"

"After so many years of pretending, you are also really sacrificing too much, it's really hard for you."

"......"

Yu He thought it was really ironic when he said this.

All these years, what he fears most is to be treated as an alien.

It was Qingcheng Xie who came into his lonely nest and gave him a good faith, giving him armor for the first time in his life and making him believe that one day he too could find a bridge to a normal society.

He was so determined to believe in Qingcheng Xie's words, even if he hated him again, even if he drew such clear boundaries, even if Qingcheng Xie had gone so mercilessly, he still understood him, still foolishly holding those few words of encouragement, clad in the armor he gave him, persistent, for so long.

But inside that armor, it turned out to be with thorns.

He thought it could withstand the cynicism outside, but it was caught off guard, triggering a thousand thorns ten thousand knives from the inside, and it hurt him, from head to toe.

The creed Qingcheng Xie gave him was false.

Even he lied to him.

" Qingcheng Xie , if you were so afraid of me, you could have actually told me directly from the beginning."

"You don't have to be in your face, let alone talk to me so much against your heart. That way, it's not as ......"

Yu He paused and did not finish the sentence.

His figure was lonely, and his voice was actually still very calm - just like Qingcheng Xie had expected, just like Qingcheng Xie had taught him. Calm to the core.

Yu He finally just laughed, his hot blood still in the palm of Qingcheng Xie, his cold smile has drifted into the wind.

And then he completely turned around and followed the police force without looking back, heading in the direction of another car.