Being a villain in apocalyptic writing

Although she was shocked, Jiang Ye still kept smiling: "I'm sorry to bother you again."

"It's okay. But you really have to rest." Luan Ning's voice sounded a little helpless.

The two men looked at each other. Jiang Ye did not use his special powers this time, but he actually felt a little guilty and could only say "hmm" honestly.

After a few seconds, Jiang Ye asked expectantly, "Then...can I sit up?"

After lying down for the whole morning as he said, she felt her whole body was as stiff as iron.

Luan Ning smiled helplessly: "Okay..."

He leaned over to help her sit up, and put the cushion back for her to lean on. Jiang Ye used the force to adjust her posture, smiled at him, and asked casually, "Is the situation dealt with?"

"It can't be handled." When talking about this, Luan Ning showed a tired look on his face. "These rumors are true and false. It is very difficult to prove them one by one to appease everyone."

Jiang Ye's eyes moved slightly: "Is the situation at the clinic okay now?"

"It's fine for now. But if the rumor continues to spread, it may lead to suppression from the top leaders of East Star City. The clinic will also be investigated."

Suppression...

Jiang Ye was thoughtful. Although Luan Ning was doing well in the refugee camp, he was able to block Hu Jing's request to join the clinic.

But if it really comes to the point of suppression, there really isn't much he can do.

If we resist, I'm afraid the entire clinic will be lost.

But at this time, she could only be an uninformed patient. Asking more questions would be overstepping the line and would inevitably arouse suspicion.

So she chose to change the subject: "Luan Ning, come here."

"Huh?" Luan Ning was a little surprised.

Jiang Ye glanced in He Ziye's direction obscurely and said seriously: "I have something to ask you."

Hearing this, Luan Ning took two steps forward and leaned slightly closer to her.

Jiang Ye kept an eye on He Ziye, covered his mouth with his hand, and lowered his voice: "Did He Ziye's mother have any radiation injuries? Or some kind of extremely evil mutation?"

Luan Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't expect Jiang Ye to ask this. He shook his head gently: "No."

"Have you checked his pulse in the past two days?"

Luan Ning nodded.

"Do you still suspect that he is a superpower?"

"...Yes." Luan Ning was silent for a few seconds and then said.

"Okay, I understand." Jiang Ye stepped back and smiled at him, "Council with me later?"

Luan Ning was dazed for a moment, then nodded, stood up, and looked at He Ziye with some confusion.

At this time, Jiang Ye also raised his voice and said to Luan Ning: "Doctor Luan, I heard that many mercenaries have entered the city?"

"Yes." Luan Ning responded softly.

He Ziye sat quietly and didn't react.

Jiang Ye stared at him quietly, but continued to ask Luan Ning: "Is anyone causing trouble? Like the mercenaries outside the city?"

He Ziye's body shook slightly, and his head unconsciously tilted towards Luan Ning.

Luan Ning also noticed this and said slowly, "There are some, but not as serious as outside the city. However, many mercenaries did come in because of things outside the city, and they were very angry about the way Ke Caiying handled it."

Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes: "I've heard them say that there were also supply points outside the city that were robbed. What exactly is going on?"

Now, He Ziye's little movements became more obvious. He restrained himself, but he could not hide his concern and nervousness about this topic.

Luan Ning and Jiang Ye looked at each other, one was quite surprised while the other was very calm.

So Luan Ning considered and slowly told what he knew: "Some mercenaries bought special potions that caused the tragic death of their friends, so they brought a truckload of polluted seawater and robbed the material exchange point outside the city."

"Isn't this a mutual destruction?" Jiang Ye pretended to be surprised.

Luan Ning nodded: "They did die in the mercenary circle in the end."

"Mercenary circle? The refugee camp is outside the city, which is still some distance away from the mercenary circle. How can they run so far with polluted sea water..." Jiang Ye's voice was slow, as if he was thinking.

But this time He Ziye suddenly lowered his head, no longer showing his previous concern. His head was lowered as if he wanted to shrink it into his chest.

Jiang Ye intuitively felt that his guess was almost correct.

But when Luan Ning saw He Ziye's look, he took a step forward and was stopped by Jiang Ye.

Looking at the slender fingers resting on his arm, Luan Ning was slightly startled.

During this moment of hesitation, Jiang Ye continued, "Mercenaries can't afford any advanced radiation protection equipment... I remember that if you get close to pure polluted seawater, you will soon be induced to mutate to a very evil direction... Am I wrong..."

She deliberately slowed down her speech, and her gentle voice fell into He Ziye's ears, like a blunt knife cutting flesh. He shrank back and trembled like a sieve.

"Jiang Ye..." Luan Ning called her in a low voice, using a little strength in his hands, as if trying to break free from Jiang Ye.

But he was afraid that Jiang Ye would sprain her arm, so Luan Ning reached out with his other hand, trying to move Jiang Ye's hand away from blocking him.

"Wait a little longer." Jiang Ye's voice was so low that only his lips could be heard, but Luan Ning understood.

He frowned hesitantly, but ultimately gave up struggling.

He Ziye was obviously frightened, but he still supported himself with his hands on his knees. Except for his lowered head, he maintained a straight posture, but he never stopped shaking.

In the eyes of others, he looks extremely helpless and pitiful.

But Jiang Ye still asked him: "He Ziye...Have you seen those three mercenaries?"

Jiang Ye's voice wasn't cold, but when his name was called, He Ziye subconsciously straightened his chest again and raised his head from his chest.

There was fear in his eyes, tears kept flowing out, and he was as tense as a piece of iron.

But even then, he still kept his lips tightly closed and said nothing.

"..."

Finally, Jiang Ye let go of his hand, and Luan Ning quickly ran over.

But just when Luan Ning wanted to hug him to comfort him, He Ziye suddenly closed his eyes and his body shrank unconsciously.

There was a mixture of tears and snot on his face, and his fear was clearly visible on his face.

But in the end he just shrank back a little.

Then he kept his eyes closed, his fear eased, and the expression on his face gradually turned into a numb despair.

As if waiting for some torture.

Luan Ning slowed down and slowly put his arms around his shoulders, and He Ziye's body became even stiffer.

But Luan Ning patiently stroked his head and back again and again.

His palms were also very warm, so warm that it was the first time He Ziye knew that there were such strange torture instruments in the world.

Most people in the ward had gone out to join in the fun, and apart from them, there were only a few patients resting.

He didn't say anything, and Jiang Ye looked at them in silence.

So the ward became quiet.

But humans seem to be born to agree that hugging and touching can relieve anxiety and pain.

Gradually, apart from the sound of the wind, the sound in the room could be heard besides He Ziye's trembling, rapid yet restrained breathing.

The sound gradually grew louder and then turned into a suppressed cry.

Because he began to realize that this didn't seem like a punishment.