Criminal Psychology

In the face of the disease, any retention is like a car with the arms of a praying man.

Lin Chen no longer struggled, his breathing gradually stabilized, and the soft-packed saline was injected into Lin Chen's body drop by drop. It seemed that he had passed the most severe shock period, but Xing Conglian knew that the matter was far from over.

He brushed the wet locks of black hair on Lin Chen's forehead with his hand, Lin Chen didn't even have the strength to react.

Duanyang patted him on the shoulder and said calmly: "Captain Xing, please come out."

Xing Conglian didn't know whether this was a ritual that every patient's family members had to go through or what was going on, they could obviously talk about it in the ward, but Lin Chen wouldn't hear it in his state.But he had to be called out by the doctor, and through a thin door, he had to make some decisions that determined the life and death of the patient.

He and Duanyang walked out the door numbly, every step he took was like stepping into a colder and colder winter night.

The hatch closed gently.

The people waiting at the door also looked concerned. He had seen the familiar faces, whether it was Chao Dynasty or Xiao Wu, whether it was Zhang Long or Kang An... those subordinates and friends he had fought side by side, now look It was meaningless to come, and he couldn't afford any kindness.

Wang Chao called him cautiously, with an expression on his face as if hoping that he would bring any good news, Xing Conglian turned his gaze to Duanyang, and the doctor shook his head.

Zhao Hu handed over a pack of cigarettes: "The notification has been made, but Zaratul is crazy. The whole area west of the Shiatzy Mountains has been sealed off. Those who deliver the medicine can only come from the seaside. Go against the current, the fastest, and it will take a day and a night."

Xing Conglian looked at the words "Smoking is harmful to your health" on the cigarette package, and didn't pick it up. He stretched out his other hand and cut the cigarette away in advance. He saw Duanyang's calm and lifeless face.

The young doctor looked at the stern of the ship, and then walked over.

Duanyang had obviously never smoked before, so he walked to the stern with the cigarette and stood there awkwardly.Xing Conglian took out the lighter and threw it over.

The hot and humid wind blew across the young man's face, Duanyang lit up a cigarette with trembling hands, took only one puff, and then coughed violently. I had to kneel on the ground, coughing desperately, and seemed to be crying.

Xing Conglian turned his head and looked at the constant green trees on both sides of the bank. He suddenly realized that they were actually beasts driven into trouble by this terrible greenery, struggling to find a tiny way out.

Duanyang was really very quiet. Although he was trembling all over, he covered his face from beginning to end, and did not shed a single tear. He was just immersed in deep pain and helpless confusion, and Xing Conglian knew this feeling very well, because he now It was almost only one foot away, and he was about to fall into the same abyss as Duanyang.

Now, he really needs someone who can tell him clearly that Lin Chen can really survive this test.

Even if someone read the horoscope and told him that Lin Chen will be in danger today, but he will definitely turn the bad luck into good fortune, he will take it as a life-saving straw, but it is a pity that there is no such thing, they can only endure it by themselves In the past, no one would help.

Half of the cigarette in Duanyang's hand burned, and the wind was strong, and the remaining half seemed to be burned soon.

Xing Conglian squatted down, took out the cigarette, and flicked it into the dirty river.

Duanyang took the time to glance at him, and there was only death in his eyes.

"Duanyang." Xing Conglian spoke slowly, calling the young man's name for the first time, "No matter what you want to say next, I can only say that I don't want to give up yet, and Lin Chen doesn't want to give up yet, so I don't want to give up. If you accept any sentencing nature, can you still think of a way...doctor."

Duanyang held on to the railing tightly. When he said the word "doctor", Duanyang suddenly looked up at him. After calming down, Duanyang came to his senses and said with great difficulty: "Consultant Lin's allergic reaction is too serious. If you use penicillin again, It will inevitably lead to a more serious acute shock than just now, and he will die immediately."

"And then?" Xing Conglian asked calmly.

"Then, now I still have a small amount of erythromycin available." When Duanyang said this, it did not bring any hope, but a strong sense of despair.

"It sounds terrible." Xing Conglian laughed mockingly.

"First of all, penicillin is almost the best choice for sepsis. Erythromycin is generally only used as an adjuvant drug, and the dose I have now is too small to reach the amount required for treatment. This is why I did not choose erythromycin in the first place. s reason."

"Continue." Xing Conglian said.

"Now, Consultant Lin's immune response has been aroused. Almost all literature guides say that the drug should be stopped immediately and avoid using similar drugs to provoke a more serious immune chain reaction, and his case clearly stated the same. He is allergic to erythromycin, that is to say, once I try to desensitize him to erythromycin with the desensitization method just now, there is a high possibility that he will die of acute shock immediately..." Duan Yang paused and looked at it seriously Looking at him, "I have used up the last hormone just now, as long as he goes into acute shock again, I will definitely not be able to save him."

Xing Conglian listened quietly to Duanyang's narration. The doctor told him the cruelest facts in the simplest and most understandable terms. He thought for a while and asked again: "What if we don't use antibiotics?"

"The wound on his hand is mature. I will incision and drain him later. There is no antibiotic. Unless a miracle happens, he may not survive the dark. Of course, if your people bring the medicine in advance..."

"There won't be a miracle, right?" Xing Conglian looked at Duanyang's bloodshot eyes and asked.

"Do you think I still believe in this thing?" Duan Yang asked back.

Xing Conglian couldn't answer. He thought the choice was difficult but it was just the beginning. Now the multiple-choice question became: Should he choose to let Lin Chen die immediately, or watch Lin Chen die slowly.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Duanyang said: "I'll ask Consultant Lin, and I also need to respect the patient's opinion..."

"No need." Xing Conglian interrupted him, "The choice is in my hands, let's try again."

Duan Yang looked at him with deep shock, they all knew that whoever made the choice would have to take responsibility for death and live in the heart-pounding regret that may come in the future.

……

When Lin Chen woke up from severe allergies, he always felt crowded around him.

The strange thing is that during the short period of time when he fell into a coma or fell asleep, he didn't dream, and none of the chaotic and extremely entangled dead appeared in his dreams.He seemed to be just a traveler after a long journey. He saw a very comfortable soft bed at the end of the desert, lay on it, and took a nap for a while.

The surroundings are neither too hot nor too cold, just a little crowded.

He opened his eyes slightly and looked around, only to see someone lying on the other side of the narrow hospital bed with his hands on his head, it was Xing Conglian.

He glanced at the hanging physiological saline, the remaining amount of the bottle of saline and the sky outside the window told him that the scene of recovering from a serious illness in his fantasy did not happen, and not long after.

"When will you not be so smart?" Xing Conglian's deep and hoarse voice sounded from his left side, "I just wanted to lie to you that you are already healed."

Lin Chen glanced at Xing Conglian, but the other party was still lying carelessly, and he could only express his dissatisfaction in a very slight to nothing voice: "I am a patient..."

"I know."

"You sleep here...I sleep...where?"

"In my arms."

Before he could react, Xing Conglian turned around, lightly clasped his waist, and dragged him into his arms with an attitude that could not be refused.

Lin Chen wanted to struggle subconsciously, Xing Conglian clung to him, leaned behind his ear, and said only two words in an extremely cold tone: "Don't move."

Lin Chen shivered and calmed down in Xing Conglian's arms.

Xing Conglian really did what he said.

Xing Conglian still pressed his cold lips behind his ear, wanting to talk to him: "Where did you pick up such a child?"

Lin Chen thought for a while and asked him, "Duanyang?"

"Yes."

"It's a long story..."

"I don't really want to hear it either."

The strange jealousy in this sentence is really cute. Lin Chen retracted a little into Xing Conglian's arms, recalling the things they experienced together, and said to Xing Conglian: "He is very good, but...he is not good. Great..."

"The brain is not very good." Xing Conglian's tone was obviously very bad.

"Do you need me...to intercede for him?" Lin Chen asked tentatively.

"No." Xing Conglian's voice was extremely cold, "Consultant Lin, I think we really need to get to know each other better. Please believe that no matter how good he is, if you put other people's lives on your own next time Before you are safe, I will definitely lock you up with a chain, and you never have to think about stepping out of the door again."

Lin Chen didn't know why the topic came back here again, but if there is another time, that would be really good, so he said, "Well...you must lock me up."

"You can only be by my side."

"it is good."

He felt that if his body allowed, they would probably talk together for a long time as usual, as if they would never grow up.

When Xing Conglian was talking, he kept kissing his ears, and when he said "no", he lightly bit his earlobe. Lin Chen felt his ears were hot, his whole body was numb, and he couldn't move anymore.

He blinked, Xing Conglian's embrace was too warm, making him want to sleep again.

At this moment, Xing Conglian finally spoke slowly, and Lin Chen knew that the most critical sentence was coming.

But Xing Conglian's voice was not a bit serious, he just said easily: "Duanyang said that penicillin can no longer be used, we have to try again. But the next drug may cause more serious symptoms. If the desensitization fails, you will die immediately, but you have no choice, I will let him come in later to apply medicine."

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know where Xing Conglian had the courage to make such a decision for him, it was too difficult, his lips trembled, and he could hardly speak.

Xing Conglian's hand around his waist was very tight, he turned around with difficulty, trying to reach out to hug Xing Conglian, but the moment he raised his head, Xing Conglian's kiss fell down.

The back of his neck was gently hugged, the man smelled of mint tobacco, his lips and teeth were clean and sharp, with the coldness of the forest.

However, that kiss was very soft and warm, like feathers brushing across the water, or grass soaking in the sun. Lin Chen thought of the daisies and geraniums on their balcony, and the scene when the petals slowly unfolded when the sun rose.

Xing Conglian just sucked his lips lightly, without any further aggressive movements, because they were so close, their breaths were entangled, and even each other's heartbeats were almost audible.

Finally, Xing Conglian let him go.

"Lin Chen, come with me."

Xing Conglian's voice was so peaceful and indifferent, as if he was just asking him, how about having dinner together.

Be with me, live together, and die together.

Lin Chen looked at him quietly, no more tears.