Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

When Nietzsche led people to carry Han Sen from the car to the villa, Doctor Ken, Han Sen's personal doctor, was already waiting for him in the lobby of Han Sen's villa.

Although Ken has an English name, he is actually a Japanese doctor. He will be about 50 years old this year. He has not been to Italy for a long time. He is a very authentic Japanese.

When Nietzsche carried Han Sen into the hall of the villa and saw him, Ken was wearing a gorgeous purple cherry blossom kimono, with his hands folded in front of him, standing in the hall in an orderly manner, but his face was serious like It is a walking statue, and its attitude towards medicine is very rigorous.

"Sir, when Mr. Han's people called, I was attending a formal banquet with my wife."

The first thing Ken does is explain to Nietzsche why he came here dressed like this.

After all, it is impolite for a doctor to dress in a fancy dress for a patient who is injured and needs treatment.

Nietzsche put all his attention on Han Sen, but he still nodded patiently, "Understandable."

The meeting between Ken and Han Sen was a coincidence.

Ken came to Italy from Japan for the first time two years ago.

Because a new house was settled here in downtown Rome, his wife asked Ken to decorate the house with some flowers.

On a weekend, Ken originally went to a flower shop in the city to buy some fresh lilies for his wife as a decoration for the new house.

It happened to be a day off, and there were few shops in Italy open, and it was still raining.

But unable to resist his wife's strong request, Ken went out to buy flowers honestly.

When Ken went out, it was still raining heavily. Holding an umbrella, he walked around the streets of the business district for a long time, but he couldn't find any open shops.

When I finally found a flower shop in a remote street, I saw white rose petals all over the narrow street, a black car quietly parked in the center of the petals, and a dress lying on the steering wheel of the car. Han Sen, who was in a neat suit and was shot several times, was almost dying.

Out of the instinctive curiosity of medical practitioners towards bloody scenes, Ken walked towards Han Sen's car.

In fact, several people on the street saw the seriously injured Han Sen, but only Ken had the guts to approach.

Ken looked at the resolute oriental young man on the limousine. Although Han Sen was seriously injured at the time, Ken had a good impression of Han Sen at first sight. With his sixth sense, Ken felt that Han Sen must be very, very An upright person, Ken climbed into Han Sen's car without hesitation and took Han Sen to his home for treatment.

After Han Sen woke up, Ken asked Shen Zui and Feng Bai to take Han Sen back to the villa, and went to Han Sen's home to do advanced nursing and professional rehabilitation work for Han Sen at that time.

Overall, Ken is a very good compassionate and no-nonsense doctor.

Ken still feels deeply that Han Sen is a very silent young man. Looking at his house, car and other aspects, Han Sen seems to be very rich and has status.

But in the process of communicating with Ken, most of the time it was Ken who was talking, and Han Sen was silent for most of the time, and he resolutely refused to disclose any information. As for who hurt his body, Han Sen It has always been silent.

Ken didn't know until now that he had done so much to Han Sen.

Because Ken's heart was full of anger at what happened to Han Sen. You must know that if he ignored Han Sen that day, Han Sen would definitely die in the car.

Not a possibility, but a certainty that he will die in the car, on the street.

"You can be my personal doctor. After this incident, I have great trust in your medical skills."

This is the last thing Han Sen said to Ken, and the housekeeper also said to Ken, Mr. Han will definitely pay you a very high and generous salary.

Ken is definitely not a money-grubbing person, but out of his goodwill towards Han Sen, a young man, and the sense of trust they have built up over a short period of time, he finally thought about it, and Ken agreed.

However, after knowing Han Sen for so long, the most memorable thing for him was after Han Sen woke up from the serious injury, the pained look in his deep eyes revealed the vicissitudes that shocked him. The taste is not at all the expression that a young man in his twenties should have.

That kind of pain is not a physical pain, or a pain that can be seen with the eyes, but a pain from the depths of a silent soul.

But Han Sen didn't say anything, and didn't turn his head to look at Ken. He just raised his left hand, as if looking carefully at the ring on his hand, and then spread his palm on his heart, as if He was feeling the sound of his still beating heart, and said in a deep voice, "Why am I still alive?"

"From that moment on, I should be a dead man."

Ken looked at Han Sen's expression. In fact, there was no expression on Han Sen's face, but Ken felt that Han Sen's face seemed to be fragmented at that moment.

After Han Sen had a child, Han Sen began to focus on the child, but his personality was always boring, and he didn't usually have any entertainment activities.

If there is no important matter or work, it is impossible for anyone to ask Han Sen out.

When Ken visited Han Sen several times, Han Sen was either reading in the study, or admiring the flowers and drinking tea in the garden with his children.

At that time, Han Sen lived a life like a hermit.

In fact, Ken felt that Han Sen had a very comfortable life like this. With a young wife by his side and a lovely child, everything was perfect.

Then Ken was surprised to find that Han Sen didn't seem to have a wife. The young red-haired woman who gave birth to the child disappeared after giving birth and never appeared again.

"Mr. Han, where is your wife?"

Ken couldn't help asking this question when he was drinking tea with Han Sen in Han Sen's garden.After asking, Ken felt that he was too impolite, and immediately blushed, thinking that he was a very long-winded elder, because Han Sen never discussed personal issues with others.

Han Sen didn't show any expression. He just put down the floral silver-rimmed teacup in his hand and said slowly, "My wife is not by my side now. He will come back to me in the near future."

Hearing Han Sen say "he" from his mouth with a serious expression, Ken was stunned.

Since then, I never asked Han Sen any questions about that man, and Han Sen didn't seem to care at all.

"Which room should I put Han Sen in now?"

Nietzsche looked at the doctor in front of him, because Ken had been looking at him, and he was not very happy.

"Please move Mr. Han to the bedroom. All the medical equipment has been brought here, and everything is ready."

Ken instructed Nietzsche to send Han Sen to the bedroom.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Han's...?"

Ken asked as he walked upstairs.

Nietzsche glanced at Ken blankly:

"I am his wife."

Ken nodded and helped Han Sen lie on the bed. Nietzsche stepped forward and took off Han Sen's clothes to reveal the wound on his chest.

Ken put on sterile gloves, inspected Han Sen's wound, and sighed heavily: "This is the second time Mr. Han has suffered such a serious injury. I still remember the time two years ago..."

Nietzsche pursed his lips, smiled silently, glanced at Ken coldly, and then said coldly: "I hurt him two years ago. At that time I planned to kill him."

Ken looked at Nietzsche's face in disbelief, but Nietzsche didn't seem to think it was a big deal.

Ken felt that the man's face was cold and cruel, and he didn't show any regret when he said this. It seemed that he almost let his husband die on the street before, but now it's just a joke, like a white man It's so natural to discuss the weather.

Ken had an immediate dislike for Nietzsche—not in the first place, in fact.

This man looks cold. When looking at people, there is no emotion in his eyes. This kind of person is very cold-blooded and mentally unhealthy. He is a typical abnormal personality or anti-social personality.

Ken clenched his palm forbearance, and then said to Nietzsche after a long time:

"Please get out! I am responsible for Mr. Han's life!"

Ken forced himself not to say what he shouldn't say because he was too angry, because this person was Han Sen's wife after all.

It was Han Sen's lover who had been waiting for several years.

Nietzsche walked up to Ken silently, stretched out his hand and pinched Ken's chin, forced this very emotional Japanese man to look at him, and said cruelly: "Old man, no one in my life has dared to talk to me like that , including Han Sen. If it weren't for the fact that you are Han Sen's personal doctor, you would be dead now."

After finishing speaking, Nietzsche let go of his hand abruptly, and pushed Ken cruelly.

Ken was so frightened that he staggered back a step, pressed his palms against the wall, and looked at Nietzsche with some fear and confusion.

Because Nietzsche didn't seem to be very nervous about Han Sen's life and death just now, and when people passed the message to him, he just said: "Mr. Han is going to die soon."

But at this moment, Ken clearly saw the urgency and worry in Nietzsche's eyes.

Nietzsche glanced at Ken coldly:

"Change into a pair of clean gloves and immediately take out the bullet for Han Sen, otherwise, you will stay here and never leave for the rest of your life."

After speaking, Nietzsche turned and walked out, then closed the door.