The doctor in charge of Zhuang Moli's detoxification is a young and strong man in his early thirties. He has been working in a drug rehabilitation center since he graduated from the teacher. It took seven or eight years from assistant to doctor, which is considered to be full of experience.Basically, I have encountered all kinds of difficult patients, but this master is not only difficult to deal with himself, but even his family members are not easy to get along with.So whenever it was time to give the extremely uncooperative young man an injection and medicine, he was like a fully stretched bow, tense.

"Doctor Chen, it's time." The assistant reminded.

Chen Yu prepared the medicine on the table and asked his assistant to carry it over.

"How is Mr. Zhuang's mood today?" He asked the nurse.

The female nurse pointed to the glass wall and said, "It's still the same, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window without moving. The trees in front of this window are all bald, and I don't know what he is looking at..."

Chen Yu knocked on the door, waited for half a minute for no response, and opened the door by himself as usual.As a doctor, of course he couldn't show his nervousness in front of patients, although he was really afraid that this precious young master would go crazy again.

"Mr. Zhuang, how are you feeling today?" Chen Yu asked while picking up the injection, and walked slowly and steadily towards Zhuang Moli step by step.He didn't expect any response, so when Zhuang Moli said the word "it's okay", the doctors and nurses in the room were stunned.

Chen Yu was especially excited. He was willing to speak, no matter what the reason was, it was a big improvement.This shows that his thoughts are shaking and moving in a good direction. "Mr. Zhuang, if you continue like this, you may be discharged from the hospital within a month..." With a smile on his face, Chen Yu took the arm of this patient who had never been so calm, and pinpointed the blue veins, pouring out all the transparent liquid. Push it in.

"Just over a month?" Zhuang Moli repeated this sentence in a daze.

Chen Yu squatted beside him, his eyes were gentle as if he was comforting a child who just woke up from a nightmare, "Yes, it will be soon. Soon you will be able to return to the society of normal people and continue your own life."

Zhuang Moli felt his head was a little heavy, so he supported the ground with his hands to prevent himself from falling down.The injection had a certain calming and sleeping effect, and every time he finished taking it, he felt like a large ball of cotton was stuffed in his head, top-heavy and confused.It was a horrible feeling, like being in a playground and experiencing weightlessness all the time.Fear is not stimulating, because you just want to fall into your bottomless pit, and your body keeps falling with your consciousness, until the long-term drug effect loses its effect, you will feel that you are still alone.

"Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Shen will be very happy to see you cooperate so well." Chen Yu got up and handed the finished syringe to the nurse on the other side of Zhuang Moli, and helped Zhuang Moli to walk slowly to the bed side.Every time he took a step, he was thinking about the day when the patient around him recovered, so the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.The so-called pride of a doctor is probably to see a patient healed under his own treatment, not to mention that the body is healed, but the heart is also slowly healed.

So he didn't notice that the eyes of the patient beside him were red at the moment, but if he looked carefully, his eyes didn't have the mania of a drug addiction attack. Instead, they were like an underground river that has gone through tens of thousands of years. Not surprised.It wasn't until a cold needle was close to his artery that he woke up as if from a dream, his eyes wide open, showing panic.

The ward, which was immersed in joy just now, suddenly became a mess, one group of people tried to persuade, and another group of people started calling out incoherently.

"Mr. Zhuang, don't get excited, we will satisfy you whatever you want..."

"Mr. Zhuang, calm down."

"Mr. Zhuang, you..."

"Heroin, do you have some here?" The young man who was still in a trance just now unexpectedly became sober, but he didn't look like a drug addiction attack, he was calm like a criminal who had planned for a long time.

Shen Tang rushed over from the company with a livid face, and the familiar ward was surrounded by people in three circles.He made a way out of the crowd, kicked hard, and kicked open the locked door.The doctor in a white coat was tied to the bedside stool by a rope, and the man in black pajamas lay halfway on the bedside, inhaling the white powder with a carefree expression.

The rope was the one that had been tied to Zhuang Moli under the bed all the time. Shen Tang untied it twice, and threw the stool out together with others.

That hand snatched the drug away from his eyes as before, and stepped on it.That fist hit the same place, but Zhuang Moli felt his teeth hurt this time.Anger was showing on his face, and the black flames were beating and ready to burst out at any time. Zhuang Moli tightly wrapped his arms around the things in his arms, waiting quietly for his second attack.

But after a few minutes, the imaginary fist did not come down, even though Shen Tang's fingers were already crunching.He tried his best to hold back something.

"Give me a reason."

"..."

"Why? The doctor clearly said that you are much better, and you have not been in such pain recently."

"..." Zhuang Moli made up his mind to use the right of silence to the end.

"...drugs... are they really so good?"?Shen Tang pulled out the thing he was holding tightly, it was a palm-sized transparent plastic bag filled with heroin.He weighed the drug in his hand with searching eyes, and then slowly tore open the mouth of the bag.

Zhuang Moli's eyebrows twitched, and he was covered in cold sweat in just one breath. He climbed off the bed with both hands and feet, and just as he pounced on it, that person kicked him mercilessly far away.Stomach spasms, he leaned on the wall and felt as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart, "No, no..." He screamed like a ghost, wailing miserably.

The man was unmoved, he just looked at him soberly, then raised the bag in his hand, and swallowed all the white powder into his stomach in front of his face.

Zhuang Moli stared at him blankly, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.Under Shen Tang's calm gaze, he suddenly understood that just as Monkey King could not escape the palm of Tathagata Buddha, Zhuang Moli could never escape Shen Tang's control in his life.He is always so cruel, to others, to himself.He can always catch the weak point of others and kill him with one blow.

In this contest, he won a complete victory.Because Zhuang Moli's weakness does not lie in himself.

"Come here! Doctor, doctor..."

When Chen Yu led someone in, Zhuang Moli went completely crazy, desperately digging at the throat of the man who was already in shock.Chen Yu asked someone to hold him, and tied him tightly to the head of the bed with a rope. Three sedatives in a row failed to pull him back from that crazy state.He was yelling vaguely, but no one was willing to listen to him.

Several male assistants quickly carried Shen Tang onto the stretcher. Zhuang Moli kept struggling, and Chen Yu followed his gaze.The bag that was originally full of drugs was empty at this time.Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he looked at the man with blue eyelids on the stretcher and suddenly shouted, "Hurry up, enter the operating room and prepare for gastric lavage..."

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