Lesions

After leaving the nursing home for so many days, Zhao Yuan keenly felt something was wrong as soon as he came back.On the surface, it seemed the same as usual, Chen Weiyang stood at the gate to greet him from afar.

As he got closer, Zhao Yuan noticed that the other party's expression was not very good.He looked around and asked Chen Weiyang, "Where are the others?"

Chen Weiyang seemed to be in a dilemma, and it could even be seen that there was still panic in his eyes.

For some reason, Zhao Yuan suddenly felt a little inexplicably uneasy.During this period of time, he only had one phone call with Chen Weiyang to confirm the situation in the nursing home. At that time, Chen Weiyang said that everything was fine.Later, the dean died of a serious illness, and he was busy with the handover procedures of the nursing home, so he didn't have time to take care of too much.The sanatorium has always been calm, and with Bai Xue here, Zhao Yuan didn't think anything would happen, but now, only Chen Weiyang came to pick him up, Fu Lan wasn't there, and even Bai Xue wasn't there.He had some doubts, "Why didn't Bai Xue—"

Before Zhao Yuan could finish asking, Chen Weiyang took the initiative to speak, he said: "Doctor Zhao... you should go and have a look, Fu Lan had an accident yesterday."

Zhao Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

The medical room was filled with the smell of potion, and mixed with it was the smell of blood that could not be ignored.

When Zhao Yuan saw Fu Lan on the hospital bed, he was extremely shocked. He hurried over, trembling all over, with the pitiful look of the other party's ignorance in his pupils.

"Fu Lan..." Zhao Yuan softly called that person's name. Fu Lan's entire face was covered, as were his hands and neck. It was almost impossible to see a human figure, but blood could still be seen coming from the gauze. ooze.

Turning around angrily, his body hit the medical iron frame next to him, but Zhao Yuan didn't care at all, he yelled at Chen Weiyang: "What's going on! Why didn't you send him to the hospital? Do you want him to die?!"

Chen Weiyang flinched in fear: "I dare not send him to the hospital at all, I don't know what to do..."

Zhao Yuan was so stimulated by Fu Lan's appearance that he couldn't speak for a while, his chest heaved violently, his eyes stared at Chen Weiyang, and finally he gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out every word from his throat. Complete words: "What do you mean?"

"Let Fu Lan become like this..." Chen Weiyang plucked up his courage and looked up at Zhao Yuan: "It's not human."

Zhao Yuan shut his mouth, he stared at Chen Weiyang strangely and strangely, as if he didn't understand what Chen Weiyang was talking about at all, and seemed to have noticed something.

"The thing that attacked Fu Lan, I've never seen it in a nursing home, it..." Chen Weiyang's expression became frightened: "I saw it was really scary, its hands..."

After a moment's pause, Chen Weiyang looked at his own hand: "Its hands are full of rotten blood blisters, and... it's a severed limb. There's...a lot of blood on its face..." Chen Weiyang suddenly rushed to Zhao Yuan's side, and grabbed Zhao Yuan tightly. "Doctor Zhao, do you still remember! Fu Lan once said that he had seen this thing before, and he told us about it! It was that time...that time the patient disappeared—"

"Enough!" Zhao Yuan interrupted furiously, of course he knew what Chen Weiyang was referring to, and this was also a secret he didn't want the police to know.Zhao Yuan has already fully understood the meaning of Chen Weiyang's words, the fact is how could he not understand?What Chen Weiyang said, as well as everything Fu Lan saw in the past, were all experimental products created by himself.It was his hard work, the result of his many years, and the crystallization of his efforts to prove himself.Zhao Yuan knew it all too well, he was motionless, standing numbly, lost in a daze.

"Doctor Zhao..." Chen Weiyang observed his expression carefully, and asked, "Now, do you want to send Fu Lan to the hospital?"

Zhao Yuan didn't answer, but asked: "Who else saw this incident, the policeman?"

Chen Weiyang shook his head, "Only I saw it. Yesterday was Fu Lan's night watchman. He said he would come to me later, but I waited for a long time. When I went to look for him, I was...in the corridor..."

Zhao Yuan knew that Fu Lan liked Chen Weiyang, and when he heard that the man was going to find Chen Weiyang, he still gave Chen Weiyang a hard look.

Chen Weiyang avoided the other party's disgusting gaze, and said calmly: "I didn't dare to say anything, for fear of scaring other patients, and...there are still police and so many interns..."

Zhao Yuan was silent for a long time before he said: "Tell those interns tomorrow that they don't need to come again. The internship process will be completed as soon as possible tomorrow, and there will be more than one month left. Let them do what they should do. They have been interns for long enough."

"Although it is possible..." Chen Weiyang was puzzled: "But what are we going to do about Fu Lan? His family will find out, and we always need an explanation."

Zhao Yuan's expression was uncertain. In fact, he had known for a long time that the experimental subject was out of control, and the best way to deal with it was to destroy it directly.However, Zhao Yuan was unwilling to give up, and he was always committed to this great medical research-reviving the dead.For this reason, he made a lot of sacrifices, from an enviable large hospital to this remote and desolate mental hospital, gave up his reputation, and gave up more money, just to achieve unparalleled achievements.He killed a lot of people. In this mental hospital, there are patients who died because of failed experiments.Originally, he was so close to success, but this kind of thing happened.And it was so late, why did Fu Lan go to find Chen Weiyang?If you don't go, will nothing happen?Until now, Zhao Yuan didn't know whether it was more regret and hatred, or more distress for Fu Lan.

Chen Weiyang is a very good bystander, he always likes to gain insight into other people's psychology and speculate on other people's thoughts.He was like a devil, and he continued to fan the flames: "Doctor Zhao, why don't we send Fu Lan to the hospital. He can't delay any longer, the bitten places on his body and face will continue to be infected. If the hospital asks ...We," Chen Weiyang said with a sad tone, but with a big smile in his eyes: "We can't hide it any longer... we can only tell the truth. Although, there may be more police officers to investigate because of it...but——no Way."

Zhao Yuan's fists were tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands were visible to the naked eye.He hung his head, not knowing what he was thinking.After what seemed like a century, he finally opened his mouth and said to Chen Weiyang, "Take care of Fu Lan, and don't worry about other things."

Chen Weiyang was surprised, he looked at Zhao Yuan's blurred expression, and asked, "Take care...you mean, let him stay here?"

These words made Zhao Yuan suddenly relaxed, as if he had made a decision that made him feel relieved, he hummed and went back to the hospital bed: "I can just take care of him, he will be fine."

Chen Weiyang looked at Zhao Yuan with dark eyes, and then his eyes fixed on Fu Lan.

Zhao Yuan doesn't want any more uninvited guests, such as the police, to come to the nursing home.

His experiments and interests trump all.

If he really likes Fu Lan, then he shouldn't waver, let alone make such a decision after being shaken.

So people are always the most interesting species.

If you can draw a thousand skins, you can have ten thousand hearts.

Chen Weiyang turned around and left the medical room, he left Zhao Yuan and Fu Lan with complete freedom.

He wanted to laugh, his shoulders trembled, and he could hardly bear it.

So love, sincerity, is complete bullshit.

Go enjoy it, only enjoyment is real, absolutely self-interested creed.