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Rick has severe paranoid schizophrenia, as well as hypochondria.

Mainly manifested in hallucinations.

And auditory hallucinations.

This point was told by Zhuang Zihao to Chu Heng.

Such people are often unable to distinguish between facts and dreams, which is real and which is false, and they will also forget many things, taking the derived illusions as the truth.

When they broke through the door, they saw Rick sitting by the window, his wrist was slashed open, and bright red blood dripped all over the floor.

Chu Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly rushed over to stop the bleeding.

The things Zhuang Zihao collected, seen by Rick, may have become the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Paranoid schizophrenia patients are still severe. It is already a very rare thing that Rick can maintain the same as ordinary people.

It is precisely because of this that Chu Heng is more confident.

How calm it is on the surface, but how turbulent it is in private, seemingly invincible, but in fact it will break at the touch of a finger.

Chu Heng calculated accurately in his heart, and repeatedly deliberated on the possibility of success before sending out the email.

After countless fights with Rick, he can figure out how Rick felt when he saw the email, and what he would do step by step after seeing the email.

And he came here at this time just to confirm Rick's death with his own eyes.

There are many things that must be confirmed by yourself before you can rest assured.

But just now when he learned about what Rick had done for Zhuang Zihao, and...discovering this case, Chu Heng suddenly changed his mind.

"Quick... save people! Send them to the hospital!"

He urgently stopped the bleeding of the unconscious Rick, and he acted calmly and quickly. He ordered the flustered attendants to call for someone and send him to the hospital.

The whole process was hasty and tense.

Chu Heng was in a trance.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of many things.

With scarlet blood on his hands, it was extremely dazzling. Chu Heng followed the crowd and suddenly remembered that he complained that Fang Yan was stuck in the past and abandoned him, but... Zhuang Zihao, why not?

They are all living in the past and cannot be appeased, living in resentment year after year, struggling repeatedly.

What about him?What is he doing again?

He is helping Zhuang Zihao to kill people, he is helping the evildoers, he is going against his own conscience, what is he doing...?

Didn't you say that everyone should look forward?

No... no!Zhuang Zhou can't die!He has to live...he has to survive, if he dies like this, then Zhuang Zihao...will not be happy either.

After so many years of entanglement, the resentment has already become a knot in the heart. Without the person who planted the knot, how can we talk about unraveling it?

Zhuang Zihao concealed his illness, and he didn't even mention it to him. What is he obsessed with?What are you afraid of?

Chu Heng stood in the corridor of the hospital with a dazed expression.

No, he had to return home quickly. Zhuang Zihao's condition... had to be operated on immediately, so that he could quickly know whether it was benign or malignant.

"You..." Chu Heng shook his head vigorously, managed to regain his composure, raised his hand and grabbed the attendant just now, and hurriedly said, "Your young master's physical condition...I must hurry back, his condition... …As soon as there is any result, remember to tell me immediately.”

After leaving these words, he turned around and ran towards the elevator.

Immediately now!He must go back!The situation at Zhuang Zihao's side... I'm afraid it's not very good, he has to go back and have a look.

After so many years, what he said... Zhuang Zihao can still listen to a few words. I am afraid that the medical record was specially shown to you just now, and you have the idea of ​​letting yourself persuade.

Chu Heng regained his composure, pale and flustered.

At this moment, the door of the elevator opened. Chu Heng noticed that there was someone inside, so he stepped back to one side, intending to let the people inside come out first.

But when I looked up, I saw a wheelchair driving out.

Li Min, who was pushing the wheelchair, couldn't help being startled when he saw Chu Heng covered in blood, "What's wrong with you? Where did you get hurt? Why is there so much blood on your body?"

Chu Heng was startled, he didn't expect to meet them here, his eyes avoided, he didn't dare to lower his head to look at the man in the wheelchair, he just shook his head hastily, lifted his feet and walked into the elevator.

In this situation, he couldn't care about anything else, he just wanted to escape.

It was already dark now, and Chu Heng was covered in blood, which was particularly creepy against the night lights.

When passing the wheelchair, his wrist was bent and clasped, so that he had to stop and take half a step back.

"hiss……"

Chu Heng was afraid of hurting that person, so he didn't resist or break free. He only felt that the hands clasped around his wrists were hot and trembling slightly, but the strength was surprisingly strong.

"Xiaoheng."

The man's brows were cold and hard, his voice was deep and stern: "Where is the injury?"

Chu Heng lowered his eyes and bumped into the man's eyes unexpectedly.

Under the pitch-black pupils, his frightened face was reflected.

The world seemed to stand still right there, with four eyes facing each other, Fang Yan's pale and handsome face was full of unstoppable worries.

The man's complexion was terrible, with a blanket under his chest and abdomen, he was obviously sick, his cyanotic lips were slightly pursed, and his posture of raising his head was a bit difficult, but he still looked at Chu Heng carefully, trying to judge the injury on his body.

"It's not my blood, I'm fine."

When Chu Heng came back to his senses, he quickly shook his head and hurriedly explained: "It's just... a little contaminated, don't worry, I'm not injured."

Hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and coughed intermittently: "What happened?"

Chu Heng bit his lip, and after careful consideration, he still told the truth: "Rick...he had a severe schizophrenia, he committed suicide by cutting his wrist, and is being rescued."

The man's expression was startled, and he said in surprise, "Xiaoheng, you...cough cough...cough cough..."

Chu Heng lowered his eyes, acquiescing to his actions, but then he added: "I tried my best to save him, but... I don't know whether he will live or die. In this state, I can only obey the destiny."

The night was cool and thin.

The man's grip on Chu Heng's hand gradually loosened, and it fell down. Chu Heng was afraid that he would knock somewhere, so he quickly held it with his back, slowly put it on his knee, and gently rubbed the back of his hand.

His fair skin was bruised and purple, and because of the infusion, his hands were full of pinholes, which made Chu Heng feel distressed.

"I'm going back home immediately."

Chu Heng leaned over and trimmed the corners of the blanket for him, "Zhuang Zihao has an accident, I can't stay here any longer."

He suppressed his tears and looked at the face of that man's disastrous defeat, "Fang Yan, this place is humid and not suitable for you to recuperate. If you can't sleep well at night, you can soak your feet more and wrap your knees. Don't bother your mind. "

"I know, you definitely won't be able to let go, but I still hope that you can let go, not to let go of others, but to let go of yourself. The days to come are still long, and people... always have to look forward, Fang Yan ..."

Tears welled up in my eyes and finally fell down.

"I want you to live, to live forever."