under the filth

Late one night, there was a mess of footsteps in the corridor leading to the emergency room in the hospital, and the arrival of an injured patient broke the original silence of the hospital.

"Mr. Tang Cen, can you hear me? Mr. Tang Cen?" The medical staff holding his injured wrist kept asking Tang Cen. Her anxious voice was mixed with the sound of rolling wheels, which sounded extraordinarily noisy.However, Tang Cen, who was lying on the stretcher, didn't react at all, even his chest didn't rise and fall. Excessive blood loss caused him to fall into a state of shock. Only his pupils contracted when exposed to light proved that he was still alive.

A rubber band was tied a few centimeters above Tang Cen's wrist, but the wound on his wrist was still bleeding continuously. The bright red blood flowed out along the gap between the broken glass and the flesh, and dripped onto the cushion and floor of the stretcher. superior.The blood trail meandered all the way, and it was only after Tang Cen was pushed into the emergency room that it broke in front of the door of the emergency room.

After Tang Cen was pushed into the emergency room, the nurse who trotted along with the stretcher turned around and stopped the people behind him: "Excuse me, please wait outside." Then she closed the door of the emergency room.

The butler was stopped by the nurse. He sat alone on the bench outside the door, staring dejectedly at the red light above his head. At his feet was a path of blood dripping from Tang Cen's wound.

No one expected that Tang Cen would commit suicide by cutting his wrists, and no one would go to his room at that time. He did it with the right timing, but he was sent to the emergency room in the end.If it wasn't for the fact that the butler happened to see the almost untouched food brought back, and he couldn't rest assured that when he checked, he found Tang Cen lying unconscious on the bathtub, maybe he would have been lying dead in the bathroom by now.

Tang Songyuan hadn't come back from a business trip. Although the housekeeper had notified him, it would take five or six hours to come back immediately.Although Tang Qian matured precociously, he was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child. He was greatly stimulated when he saw Tang Cen being carried out of the room covered in blood. The butler was worried about taking him to the hospital, so now there is only the butler. People are waiting for Tang Cen here.

The lights in the emergency room were always on. The butler sat on the bench and stood up from time to time to look inside the door, but he couldn't see anything.This hospital is owned by an old friend of Tang Songyuan, and the superiors have ordered in advance that no one dares to disturb the housekeeper, and no one dares to stop the person who came after hearing the news.

The butler heard hurried footsteps behind him, but he calculated that Tang Songyuan should still be on the plane at this time, and thought it was because he was old and had auditory hallucinations.But when he heard the panting and footsteps of the person getting closer, he realized that the person was indeed coming this way.

The housekeeper turned his head suddenly, just in time to meet Lu Sheng who was panting heavily and asked anxiously, "How's the situation?" Lu Sheng's hair was wet with sweat and messed up by the wind, but he had no time to take care of his own image. Ever since he received Tang Qian's phone call, his heart was suspended in mid-air because he was worried about Tang Cen's safety.

"Still resuscitating." The butler said and looked at the lamp that had not been extinguished.

Although the housekeeper didn't know how Lu Sheng got to know about it, he could tell from his appearance that he rushed over as soon as he got the news.

Lu Sheng raised his head and looked at the lamp that had been on for an unknown amount of time, feeling sour in his chest.He leaned forward and stood at the door of the emergency room to look around. He couldn't see what was going on inside, so he asked hoarsely, "What's going on? Why did he..."

"I'm not very clear. Many things have happened during this time." Thinking of Tang Songyuan, who had been swearing at Tang Cen constantly during this period, the housekeeper sighed silently.

The lover who was hugged in his arms not long ago is now lying on the operating table, and his life and death are unknown. Lu Sheng can't imagine what Tang Cen has experienced during the time he left him, but at this moment, Tang Cen's heart clearly appeared in his mind. When I first entered school, I always had a haggard face.

Lu Sheng grabbed the butler's shoulder, lowered his head to bear something, and said, "Tell me, what happened to him in the past."

Tang Cen was raised by the housekeeper, and the housekeeper was also the first to notice that the smile on Tang Cen's face was getting less and less.

Compared with Tang Qian entrusted by his deceased brother, Tang Songyuan's requirements for the older Tang Cen are also stricter, and it can even be said to be very harsh.And Tang Cen, who had no mother's protection since he was a child, did his best to fulfill his father's request, but he almost never received Tang Songyuan's praise.

Every time he saw Tang Cen's eyes dimmed because he didn't get Tang Songyuan's praise, the housekeeper couldn't help but worry about him.

That compliment was nothing to an adult, but to Tang Cen in his youth, it was extremely extravagant.He couldn't wish for it, and as time went by, Tang Cen no longer extravagantly asked for Tang Songyuan's praise, but the seeds of self-doubt took root in his heart.

No one has corrected this distorted and deformed father-son relationship, and no one has stopped Tang Cen in time to bring him back on track from this wrong path.So Jiang Yan just pulled it lightly, and Tang Cen jumped into the quagmire by himself.

The housekeeper looked at Lu Sheng who was squatting in the corner, and asked tactfully, "Mr. Lu, does he know... about the young master's illness?"

"I know." Lu Sheng touched his pocket, only to remember that he was in a hurry to go out without a cigarette, and there happened to be a big no-smoking sign posted in front of him.

Lu Sheng withdrew his hand, pressed his brows and rubbed vigorously twice: "I knew he was ill, so I followed him back because I was worried."

Somewhat unexpectedly received such an answer, the butler opened his mouth in surprise, but he could see that the man in front of him was obviously not lying, and the worried expression on his face could not be faked.

The housekeeper asked, "Did you not mention breaking up?"

"It's him who should have brought up the breakup." Lu Sheng tilted his head back, and hit the wall with a "bang". Just hearing the sound hurt, but he didn't feel it at all.

Lu Sheng looked at the light on above his head, and asked back, "It's all because of me that he gets sick. If I want to break up at this time, what should he do?"

The housekeeper didn't say a word, the thinking of the young people is really different from that of the stubborn old people.

In fact, neither Lu Sheng nor the butler was too surprised by Tang Cen's suicide, but they didn't expect it to happen so suddenly.

But they didn't expect that Tang Songyuan's attitude towards Tang Cen could be so horrible.

More than three hours later, the lights in the emergency room went out.

Almost at the moment when the door of the emergency room opened, the housekeeper and Lu Sheng stood up quickly, waiting for Tang Cen who was pushed out from inside.But when Tang Cen was pushed out, he only had time for them to take a look before he was pushed away.

Lu Sheng looked at the drip hanging high, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he only had one look, at least he knew that Tang Cen was fine.And the housekeeper happened to stop the doctor who came out of the emergency room: "How's the situation?"

The doctor took off his mask and let out a long breath: "There was a lot of blood loss, but it was delivered in time. It is not life-threatening at present, but the veins and blood vessels are completely broken, and the median nerve and arteries are damaged. They need to be recuperated for a period of time, and may remain sequelae.①"

Hearing about the sequelae, the housekeeper and Lu Sheng tensed up: "Is it serious?"

"It depends on the patient's recovery, but there will definitely be scars." After the doctor finished speaking, he nodded to them and left. Rescue in the middle of the night is always exhausting.

Tang Cen's wrist is fine for the time being, it just needs time to recover, but how much possibility is there for his illness to be cured?Lu Sheng disapproved of Tang Cen's decision to return to China from the very beginning, and now he regrets it even more.

Seeing Lu Sheng's shoulders drooping, the housekeeper didn't know how to comfort him, so he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Before cutting his wrists, Tang Cen was in a bad state of mind. He ate less and slept less. Compared with when he first returned to China, he lost a lot of weight. So he still fell asleep for four or five days after the effects of the anesthetic wore off.

Lu Sheng stayed in front of the hospital bed every day, just sitting and watching him, doing nothing.Lu Sheng didn't dare to move Tang Cen's wrist, even if he touched Tang Cen's face, he was afraid of hurting him.

The housekeeper would visit Tang Cen from time to time, and even Tang Qian would occasionally call to ask about Tang Cen's situation.Only Tang Songyuan never came to see his son, and never even made a phone call.

It was on the sixth day of hospitalization that Tang Cen woke up.After sleeping for a long time, the scene in front of him was blurry when he just opened his eyes. He could only vaguely see someone sitting beside him, but he couldn't see who it was.

"Hmm..." Tang Cen moved his fingers, and the pain from his wrist made him snort softly.

Although the sound was very soft, the person sitting on the side still heard it. He lay down in front of Tang Cen in surprise, and asked repeatedly: "Ah Cen? Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

Tang Cen knew it was Lu Sheng just by that voice, but why is he here?

"Why are you here?" Tang Cen could still feel the burning sensation in his throat when he spoke, he couldn't exert himself, only his left wrist felt swelling and pain from time to time.

"I'll come and see you." Lu Sheng watched Tang Cen's bloodless lips move up and down, as if he was being pulled hard in his heart, he put his hand on Tang Cen's thin side face, "Does it still hurt? "

Tang Cen shook his head. He no longer had the energy to investigate why Lu Sheng was here, whether it was good or bad, but when he woke up, he was the first thing he saw, and Tang Cen's heart was slightly comforted. .

Turning his head sideways and resting his head on Lu Sheng's hand, Tang Cen stared at the stubble on his chin, and said slowly, "Lu Sheng, we..."

But before he finished speaking, the door of the ward was opened vigorously from the outside.

"What? Suicide if you don't have enough depression?" Before Tang Songyuan came in, the two people in the ward heard his voice, and his cold words wiped out the little tenderness between the two just now. Lu Sheng was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand.

Tang Cen struggled to sit up when he heard Tang Songyuan's voice. Lu Sheng was worried that Tang Cen would struggle and hit the wound, so he quickly helped him to sit up slowly.

When Tang Songyuan heard the news that Tang Cen committed suicide by cutting his wrists, he didn't take it seriously. Cutting his wrists wouldn't kill him at all. Tang Cen did it just because he thought he could force him to agree to their relationship.He didn't like his son's tricks at all, and he didn't ask Tang Cen's situation. "Cut your wrists? Why don't you cut your throat?"

If Tang Cen had known that what he would hear when he woke up that day, he would have locked the bathroom door, or cut open his own carotid artery.But he didn't lock the door, and he didn't have the strength to cut his own neck.

Lu Sheng's hand supporting Tang Cen froze, and he felt a slight tremor coming from Tang Cen's body.Sitting next to Tang Cen, Lu Sheng pulled him into his arms little by little.

Tang Songyuan looked at the two people in close posture in front of him, and strengthened his thoughts: "Act, continue to act, I'll see what tricks you can play."

Tang Cen leaned on Lu Sheng's chest, the familiar embrace was still warm, but Lu Sheng's strong heartbeat couldn't overwhelm Tang Songyuan's voice: "You are just like your mother, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't let others see my jokes. Yes or no?"

"Enough!" Lu Sheng finally couldn't bear it and shouted at Tang Songyuan.

Every time Tang Songyuan said a word, Tang Cen, who was curled up in his arms, twitched, and the trembling of his shoulder blades against his chest made Lu Sheng extremely uncomfortable.

"What are you, you dare to talk to me like that?" Tang Songyuan walked to the hospital bed and looked down at the eldest son who was huddled in a ball, "Shameful thing, since you like him so much, you can stay with him forever .”

After finishing speaking, Tang Songyuan didn't look at Lu Sheng and Tang Cen's reaction, and left the ward with big strides. Tang Cen didn't say a word to him from the beginning to the end.

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① For description, refer to "Complete Suicide Handbook".