Chapter 91: He changed the dream

Qingcheng Xie gazed at Yu He : "...... Do you know the first emperor?"

"My father told me, but--" Yu He stared hard at Qingcheng Xie's pale face.

Jiwei He's words echoed in his mind at the time:

"No sane person could withstand the full treatment of RN13 without dying, it would be too torturous."

"The First Emperor is just a computer simulator."

"A data to simulate the effects of treatment for various diseases in all subjects of RN13."

Qingcheng Xie seemed to understand what he was going to say and said calmly: "Everyone thinks that the First Emperor is a fake, an avatar, and that all of its test data is calculated data, but it's not. There is no data projection that can be so accurate - the person who withstood the full healing of RN13, is me. This secret is known to only one other person besides you and me - and he is dead, and he was the one who saved my life with this technology back then."

The words shake.

"Right. I am the first. Also known as ...... to you."

"The First Emperor."

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Time rewinds once again to nineteen years ago.

No, it should be eighteen years ago.

When New Year's Eve had passed and the first apricot blossoms of spring were quietly blooming, Qingcheng Xie was discharged from the hospital.

After three months of treatment, soaking in a solution chamber, oxygen chambers, and continuous doses of RN-13, Qingcheng Xie endured the inhumane treatment in the incubator and the full RN-13 treatment, and as a subject in a secret trial, became another life saved by RN-13.

But as the saying goes, fate gives gifts that have long been marked with a price in the dark.

Although Qingcheng Xie's recovery was amazing, because of his youth and good health, his cellular regeneration was more successful than in any of his previous cases. However, there are still some subtleties that are silently changing.

It seems that the regeneration of the skin has overdrawn his vitality, after this injury, he became scarred, others a little heavier pinch, his body will easily leave red marks.

He began to be allergic to more things, not just mangoes, but many other things. For example, he could drink and not get drunk easily, but his body was intolerant to alcohol, and when he drank it, he was hot and his strength flowed quickly.

And his physical strength -

Qingcheng Xie's explosive power and stamina are strong. He is a sparring champion, a master fighter, someone who has put in a lot of hard work and hard training since childhood and is determined to become a criminal police officer.

However, RN-13 restored his normal mobility, but could not allow him to continue to sustain such intense training.

He's still very good, he just can't get any higher.

"You can understand that you have overdrawn your vitality for the next 20 to 30 years in advance, in exchange for your current health." Ciyan Qin said this to him, "You can't be a police officer in the future, you must take good care of your body, otherwise your decline will come faster than anyone else. Although it is cruel to say this, but this is related to your next life, I have to tell you truthfully -"

" Qingcheng Xie , your life expectancy may be just over forty years, and if your body does not receive your own attention, perhaps even before you are forty years old, you will die of organ failure throughout your body."

Qingcheng Xie sat on the packed snow-white hospital bed, quietly listening to Ciyan Qin and his words that no one else in the world would ever know.

The spring sun shines through the crystal-clear glass windows, spilling into the clean and tidy hospital room and shining on Qingcheng Xie's glazed face.

RN-13 is indeed beyond the normal social perception of the drug, his body can not see any signs of having suffered a devastating injury.

The only scar is a small red mole on the back of the side of his neck.

It was a bruise from three consecutive months of being immersed in a liquid bin of drugs and injected with wall-breaking agents from his spinal cord.

All the pain is like a nightmare that has not left a trace, only this little vermilion -

None of them will ever go away again.

Qingcheng Xie returned home.

The early spring of Strange Rain Lane is blooming with tiny golden flowers, countless broken flowers swarmed together, into a wall and splashed down the flow of gold waterfall, and the wind a blowing, waterfall falling pearls, petals like rain.

Aunt Lai and Xue Xie were waiting for him by the flower wall.

Seeing him back, the woman hid her face and sobbed, and the girl grinned, smiling, missing a milk tooth.

"Brother."

"Brother hug!"

None of them knew exactly what had happened in Yanzhou, first because Qingcheng Xie had no specific identification on him and he was unconscious, so it was impossible to ask too many questions. Later, the health care provider learned that his parents had died and there were no close relatives in his family, so he didn't know who to call.

Further on, Qingcheng Xie went to a private hospital and decided to become a test subject for rn-13.

This was something that could never be told to the public, and Ciyan Qin himself took a big risk - Qingcheng Xie understood that it would become a secret he would always have to keep.

All they said to everyone during those months was that the patient had just had a period of closed treatment. There was nothing to worry about.

Qingcheng Xie picked up the young Xue Xie from Aunt Li's arms, and no one knew that he had spent the next thirty years of his life to get back this tender reunion in spring.

"Little Xie, does it hurt? Did it leave a scar?"

"It doesn't hurt." He said, "The scar ...... is in an unseen location, it's not a problem, Aunt Lai."

"Brother, kisses." Xue Xie was still too young after all, no matter how many times she cried during the parting, when she returned to the familiar embrace once again, she was still overjoyed and smiled like a flower, she wrapped her warm hands around Qingcheng Xie's neck, "Want a kiss."

Qingcheng Xie turned his face sideways.

His little sister kissed across his slightly pale, transparent skin, right where those wounds had been bloody and hideous a few months before.

In the fresh breeze, the little girl's soft eyelashes droop.

As if she could sense something, she carefully touched Qingcheng Xie's face.

"Brother, it doesn't hurt anymore."

From that day on, Qingcheng Xie gave up trying to find out the truth about her parents' death.

The truth is important and never meaningless.

But more important than the truth, is life.

He gave his health, his dreams, his life ...... trip through blood and tears to return to that earth with Xue Xie's broken silvery laughter.

He knew he would be forever ashamed of the dead. He could not give back the truth to the dead man, could not give another account of the dead man.

But he can no longer fail the living.

Forty years old, with more than thirty years ...... left to live, he wanted to live well, and for this reason he wrote in the long night, listing the most elaborate plans. He calculated his own age and Xue Xie's age, he thought if he could live peacefully until he was forty, then there would be no regrets.

The last line of the spread-out notebook reads:

I am 40 years old- Xue Xie 32 years old

She should have a family.

I will have no attachments.

Qingcheng Xie looked back, his sister was curled up in her crib, hugging a teddy bear and sleeping soundly, the thin quilt was stirred down by her. He closed the book, went to the bed and re-covered her with the quilt ......

He had thought that the days could go on in such a peaceful manner.

In fact, however, the price rn-13 paid for his new life is far from being paid.

Soon Qingcheng Xie found that his body was withering more rapidly than he had imagined, and although he was still quick-witted, this was not the case at all with his flesh and blood. After returning home, within two months, he had several high fevers, and when the fever ran up, he was shocked to find that he had a tyrannical and bloodthirsty desire.

Trying to destroy things, trying to ruin yourself.

More frighteningly, he found that his perception was also rapidly declining - pain, irritation ...... something that was once very distinct for him, became increasingly difficult to experience.

Once he unintentionally cut his hand, the cut was deep, the flesh turned out, but he did not feel much pain.

His temper also began to become uncontrollably violent.

He often loses his temper over small, inexplicable things, and once or twice he even gets angry with Xue Xie. In fact, Xue Xie is just arguing that he wants to eat chicken wontons in soup.

The little girl was scolded, choked in place with fear, and after a while, big tears fell down with a puff.

"Wow ...... brother why so mean ...... you are not a brother, you are not a brother!"

Qingcheng Xie, in retrospect, Xue Xie meant to say at the time that her brother would not treat her that way, and that he had always been very patient in taking care of her.

But he didn't know what was going on at that time, his chest rose up with an evil fire.

He was feeling uneasy about his odd changes at the time, and when he looked in the mirror, he felt that the person inside was strangely frightening, so Xue Xie's words were particularly harsh, and he was stung not only by his eardrums, but also by the trembling of his heart.

He looked back suddenly, a face that looked a little twisted.

"Yes. I'm not your brother! Your brother is dead! He should have died a long time ago!"

"What am I living for? What am I living so painfully for? Is it for my own sake? Is it so that you can accuse me like this?!"

A face as crazy as a madman.

Xue Xie was so stunned that she could not say anything.

Qingcheng Xie saw his own reflection in her dazed and wide open eyes ......

Like a ghost in a borrowed body.

Although every time he regained his sobriety, he would be exceptionally remorseful, thinking that he was not crazy at that time, why would he do such a thing.

But the episodes became more and more frequent, each one worse and more out of control than the previous one.

He realized something was wrong.

The drug may have side effects they didn't expect -

So, after another mental breakdown, Qingcheng Xie huddled helplessly for a long time, shivering in the aftermath of the pain, and finally dialed the contact number Ciyan Qin had left for him ......

Ciyan Qin was also the first to hear that rn-13 could cause these psychological symptoms.

He immediately flew back to Huzhou and took Qingcheng Xie for a series of medical tests, all indicators were almost normal, but Qingcheng Xie was just sick.

At that time, the psychiatric disorders caused by rn-13 had not yet been named, and there were no very specific cases to report, so Ciyan Qin thought Qingcheng Xie was simply under too much stress and referred him to a psychiatrist at a psychiatric hospital in Huzhou for psychological intervention.

The doctor was not irresponsible and gave Qingcheng Xie a very systematic treatment process.

During that period, Qingcheng Xie took a lot of psychotherapy drugs, some of which even slowed his thinking and made him dizzy, but did not have the effect of relieving his inner pain.

As soon as the medication stopped, he became more depressed and manic again.

Day after day, Qingcheng Xie could not stand it anymore. He was always very strong and had never been broken by physical pain, but was finally destroyed inside by the mental torture.

After another attack that scared Xue Xie, and after learning from the police station that nothing was happening, the stormy night was filled with a sullen and dark atmosphere.

Qingcheng Xie finally broke down.

Mental illness is a ubiquitous demon, enough to make a formerly resilient young man become decrepit from the inside.

Qingcheng Xie's consciousness seemed to be not his own, and he took a knife ...... and stuck it to his wrist.

--

"I want to live."

"I want to watch her grow up."

"Dr. Qin, will you save me ......"

That strong voice seems to be an echo of a past life.

The blade wipes down hard.

The smear was so deep that blood immediately spurted out ......

Qingcheng Xie closes his eyes.

It turns out that death is actually such an easy thing for a person who is suffering inside.

The blood from the wound drips down ......

Under the wide rain-sheltered roof at the entrance of the deserted rainy alley, Qingcheng Xie closed his eyes and let his life pass from the wound little by little.

He really doesn't seem to be Qingcheng Xie anymore.

He is nothing but an empty shell, a decaying corpse ......

"Xiao Xie! Xiao Xie!"

In a blur, it seemed like a man got out of the cab.

The man was tall and imposing, holding a large black plain umbrella, much like his father ......

Ciyan Qin did not expect to see such a miserable scene when he returned to Huzhou at night and wanted to take a drive to Qingcheng Xie's house on his way back from the airport.

He ran out of the car and offered his hand to the teenager who was sitting curled up on the steps -

"What are you doing? Aren't you in pain?"

Qingcheng Xie looked up at him, homeless little animal-like.

The lips moved, but no sound was heard.

Ciyan Qin set him up and put him on his back, the umbrella was also tilted, the doctor's clothes were completely drenched by the rain, he did not care, only the large umbrella carefully covered the child on his shoulder: "Go. It's okay. I'll take you to the hospital."

"I'll take you to the hospital, Xiao Xie, hold on."

From that day on, Ciyan Qin knew that Qingcheng Xie's illness was not just an ordinary mental problem.

He hung up with an old classmate in the United States, who heard about it and looked up the case files and found that some of the test subjects in the United States had similar cases.

But those people didn't live long.

The physical and mental devastation is too great, and they are at the end of the day, struggling all the time with the most negative human emotions.

What is worse than the physical/physical wounds is the emotional despair.

After Ciyan Qin ended the call, she stood alone on the balcony of her house for a long time.

He really liked Qingcheng Xie, and no one could dislike him once they saw how strong and understanding the boy used to be.

And if there is anyone who can finally overcome the pain of the human heart, Ciyan Qin feels that it is Qingcheng Xie.

If only someone could truly understand him and be there for him.

Ciyan Qin happened to be on secondment at work for a while, so she could stay in Huzhou for most of the year.

So he made a decision.

He decided to take Qingcheng Xie with him often, treating him like an adopted son.

But this matter can not be publicized, after all, if the colleagues of Yan University Annex I know that Qingcheng Xie is the child who died in a serious car accident before, it must be inevitable that the interrogation.

The use of rn-13 as a banned substance, not to mention his own career, Qingcheng Xie is likely to be used as an experimental target facing a terrible threat.

So few people know that Qin and Xie have a close personal relationship.

Ciyan Qin is like a half father to Qingcheng Xie.

He gave Qingcheng Xie a new life, gave the dying boy the courage to live, and he gave a dead man with a decaying soul the meaning of living again.

Ciyan Qin became Qingcheng Xie's moral support during the six-month-long time we spent together.

Qingcheng Xie No matter what negative emotions he has, Professor Qin is always able to accommodate and understand him.

Ciyan Qin's wisdom, Ciyan Qin's knowledge, and his ability to help the world gave Qingcheng Xie, who had lost his ideals, a new light.

He can't be a cop anymore.

But he could probably be a doctor.

A doctor like Ciyan Qin.

As the sun rises and the moon sets, Ciyan Qin works hard to teach Qingcheng Xie to relieve his emotions, and at the same time pass on his knowledge and teach him to enter the door of the Apricot Grove.

Like Yu He's study of hacking technology, teenager Qingcheng Xie buried himself in hard reading, which also served as a distraction, and his condition was gradually brought under control in this way.

Ciyan Qin lets him study as a regular student at his friend's institute during his free time. In this way, he is motivated to overcome difficulties.

The institute was sponsored by Jiwei He.

However, no one knows that Ciyan Qin and Qingcheng Xie are very close, and the two of them are always light in front of outsiders, like a nodding acquaintance. If Ciyan Qin wanted to give Qingcheng Xie some opportunities to study, he would always pretend to be in some youth interest group, instead of directly instructing his friends to let Qingcheng Xie into the group.

Qingcheng Xie also lived up to Ciyan Qin's expectations, as he is a true genius who is quick to integrate any knowledge.

rn-13 seems to have made his mind smarter, and in this short period of more than ten years, Qingcheng Xie has privately followed Ciyan Qin to accomplish a level of learning that a normal person could never achieve.

In addition to medicine, Qingcheng Xie has also made amazing breakthroughs in the field of life sciences. He has even privately begun researching rn-13 as an adjunct to his own pathology as a psychiatric Bola Ai patient.

Then one day, Qingcheng Xie made an unexpected discovery -

He is a good experimental subject himself.

It is because of the complete sexual use of rn-13, as the first patient, in his body, can complete some drug experiments that normal people absolutely can not bear.

Through those experiments, he could seek answers in many areas of common diseases and create new directions for healing -

Quite some of the meaning of Shennong tasted the hundred herbs.

Qingcheng Xie thus felt that his short life might not be meaningless.

Although he can no longer be the Qingcheng Xie of old, he must give up his original dream and his desire to find out the truth about his parents' death.

But he's at least no longer an invalid.

He can let his pain blossom into bright red stamens, he can let his life shine on those who are in sickness and can take them out of that long, suffocating darkness.

He recorded the data stained with his blood, stored and organized, and it is these contents, later called by others - the legendary - "the first emperor data", or "the first emperor file ".