I make your medicine

Tang Ren's overbreathing was finally slowed down, but then he fell into a sudden hypoglycemia, and he collapsed to the ground like ooze all over his body.

"elder brother."

There were black lines rising up layer by layer under his eyes, and he was almost blind in a trance.

"Here." Li Che hugged him with cold hands and feet, coaxing him softly while waiting for the medical staff to get the glucose.

The cold sweat on Tang Ren's body almost drenched his shirt. Li Che supported his head that was constantly tilted to the side, until he got a hand of sweat, and even gathered a large drop on his forehead, sliding down his temples.

"Tang Ren, Tang Ren." The person who was whispering just now gradually quieted down, Li Che's back stiffened, and he called his name repeatedly, but got no response at all.

"Can you move him to this room?" The nurse rushed over anxiously and pointed to the small room on the side.

"Okay." Li Che picked up the man with limp limbs and put him on the only bed in the narrow quiet room after looking for instructions.

Tang Ren's blood vessels were easy to find, the nurse quickly finished the needle, the person who was unconscious at first opened his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes were misty, and he patrolled the room exhaustedly for a week, and found the vaguely familiar silhouette on the other side of the bed.

After listening to the nurse's instructions, Li Che nodded at Zhuang Honglue at the door and returned to the room. Tang Ren was staring at him blankly, with his arms hanging outside the bed, like a corpse unwilling to rest in peace.

Li Che's throat hurt from choking on his own thoughts, he walked over and grabbed that hand.

"elder brother."

There was no sound at all for this sentence, the air in his lungs brushed his throat, and a short call came out erratically.

Li Che bent down and kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Yes, I'm here."

Tang Ren's eyes were still flickering with messy lights, and he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him.

He was quiet for a few minutes, and his strength slowly recovered from his hands and feet like ice sculptures thawed in spring.

Li Che felt his palm being clenched forcefully, and before he could be happy, this man used the only vitality he had on his mouth.

"That man is my dad." Tang Ren's voice was hoarse, dry and hollow, without any emotion, and he just plainly stated a fact engraved in his bones.

"He's a murderer."

"He...cough cough cough..."

He was breathing too hard, and now his vocal cords are aching, and he started coughing before he could say a word.

The veins on Li Che's forehead were tense, and the hand holding him became heavier unconsciously.

This person is clearly not fully awake yet, and his eyes have not been successfully focused for a moment, but he can't wait to explain the mess at home to him.

Tang Ren's state is broken and broken. Even if he is unconscious, he has to tell Li Che the whole story in a hurry. He has already determined that everything will disappear with the words he said. What happened today and the one who appeared A man is a guillotine, and he must die.

If you want to end quickly, it's better to be so fast that you don't feel the pain.

"Tang Ren, stop talking." Li Che scratched his pale cheeks with one finger, and took off the drops of water. He wanted to open his mouth when he saw someone, and asked, "Do you want me to know?"

Tang Ren's mind was in chaos, and he couldn't mobilize more cognition except for the old bad things ten years ago.

It might be that the contents of the medicine bottle finally took effect, his dark eyes fixed on Li Che's frowning brows, he reacted to the other party's words for a few seconds, and said hoarsely: "You should know."

Li Che understood what he was afraid of.

It is because I understand that after the panic and worry of the last second have subsided, now Li Che is more irritable than ever.

He has never been like this at any time, unable to grasp the powerlessness of the entity, and the aggrieved love that cannot be expressed.

He couldn't think of any way to appease this never-quiet man.

Li Che gritted his teeth, "Rest first, we'll talk about it later, be obedient."

He looked at the water dispenser not far away, touched the wet top of his head in front of him, and said, "I'll get you a glass of water."

Tang Ren's eyes were glued to Li Che's body and followed him as he moved, as if he was afraid that the person would run away, or as if he had already expected that this person would disappear soon, those deep pupils that could not see the essence were full of nostalgia and grief unabashedly.

Zhuang Hong, who was outside the door, walked in and looked at Tang Ren who was sweating profusely, with some inexplicable guilt oozing from his resolute face.

"There's no water cup here..." Li Che turned around and saw Zhuang Hong was stunned for a moment. He looked at the tube in Tang Ren's hand where drops of liquid medicine were dripping evenly, and said, "I'll go out and ask, and I'll be right back."

"Ah."

Tang Ren responded in a muffled voice, and did not look away until he left the room.

"Uncle Zhuang." Without looking at the person standing by the bed, he said dryly, "Can you do me a favor?"

Li Che returned to the quiet room with his water glass in his hand, and seeing Tang Ren with his eyes closed, he put the glass on the window sill and stroked his cold forehead with his hand.

Appears to be asleep.

Li Che stared at Tang Ren's wet eyelashes without blinking, his heart was in a mess.

Zhuang Hong looked at the two of them with his arms in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Is it convenient for us to chat?"

Li Che looked up, confirmed that Tang Ren had no other abnormalities, and then walked out of the room.

They sat on one of the few benches in the corridor. Zhuang Hong wanted to light a cigarette, but he put the box back in his pocket after smelling the strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

Li Che leaned tiredly on the back of the chair, covering his stomach with his right hand.

"Hit you?" Zhuang Hong tilted his head to see his movements, and asked with a frown, "Do you need to see a doctor?" It doesn't matter how serious it is, he grinned his teeth and rubbed his mouth for a long time just now, Li Che has been hugging him tightly, maybe he has received many more serious impacts than him.

"No, it's fine." Li Che put down his hands and got to the point: "Do you have any questions, or..."

Zhuang Hong was startled, smiled and waved his hands: "No, let's chat casually." He touched the ground rhythmically with the sole of his foot, pondered for a moment, and said, "I watched Tang Ren grow up. I never thought he would like boys. .”

Li Che had no intention of seeing his parents, his eyes were empty, trying to suppress the anxiety in his heart.

Zhuang Hong didn't get a response, so he looked at him and asked, "Do you know about Tang Ren's family?"

Li Che shook his head: "I probably guessed it."

Zhuang Hong chuckled, and said sadly: "Then I'm afraid you won't be able to guess."

Li Che's attention was drawn back, and the two looked at each other. Zhuang Hong whispered, "Tang Xianghui must be out of his mind." I believe, "A good person will never be able to reach his level. I always think that he is born with a brain development problem to be so ruthless."

"Doctor, doctor, my son..."

"Wait, wait first."

A few meters away, Lin Shulan grabbed the nurse who came out of the operating room and did not let go. After being freed, she fell helplessly back to her original position.

Li Che and Zhuang Hong looked over at the same time, and Zhuang Hong said angrily, "I wanted to inform Tang Ren to come back and help Lin Shulan deal with this mess." He stopped looking there, gritted his teeth and said, "Look now, I'm really Damn it’s superfluous, it’s owed.”

Li Che didn't speak, and continued to look at Lin Shulan who seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

Zhuang Hong glanced at his expression and said, "Tang Xianghui intentionally killed someone ten years ago. He has been wanted for so long, and he was finally arrested today."

The other party was still silent, and he didn't expect any response. He said to himself: "He used to be a mixed bag. He visited the pier and let off usury loans. He killed people for some money, and he didn't care about his wife and children and ran away."

Zhuang Hong recalled that night ten years ago when Tang Ren ran out to ask for help. A little boy, as thin as malnourished, was covered in blood from head to toe.

He will probably remember that scene for the rest of his life.

"When I investigated the case of homicide of my accomplice, I thought it was just like that, and it was over when he was caught. As a result..." Thinking of this, Zhuang Hong couldn't help but feel a physical chill, "Two other murder cases were involved. , a pregnant woman, and an old man."

Li Che vaguely guessed something, and the blood in his heart gradually cooled down with Zhuang Hong's silence second by second.

"The pregnant woman is his love, a hair-washing girl in a barber shop, the old man..." Zhuang Hong paused, "The old man is the uncle who raised their brothers."

The bone-piercing cold invaded his whole body in an instant. Li Che looked at Zhuang Hong stiffly. Thinking of the meaningful smile that the man in the room gave Tang Ren just now, an uncontrollable tingling went up the back of his neck all the way to the top of his head. .

He suddenly thought of something, and quickly sat up straight, his stomach hurting, he raised his hand to cover the place, and asked Zhuang Hong: "He asked you to tell me this?"

Zhuang Hong was stunned, and was silent for several seconds before laughing helplessly.

Li Che immediately got up and quickly walked back to the quiet room. The person on the bed was lying quietly, his eyes were closed, his brows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to be sleeping unsteadily.

He breathed a sigh of relief, smoothed Shun Tangren's gradually drying hair, and gently traced his three-dimensional eyebrows and pale lips.

Zhuang Hong took a sip of the water brought by his colleague, and Li Che sat back on the seat beside him. He smiled and asked, "You know him quite well, are you afraid that he might run away?"

Li Che didn't reply, just said: "You continue."

Zhuang Hong clenched his fingers and let out a long sigh: "I should have brought him home in the first place, but Tang Xiangrong and his wife would raise the child up like this."

Li Che: "Are you his relative?"

Zhuang Hong waved his hand: "I know his mother, a young neighbor. Our family happened to have no children when the accident happened. I originally planned to adopt him, but it turned out..."

In the end, his wife, who had been preparing for pregnancy for several years without any movement, became pregnant at that juncture, and she also made it clear that she could not accept Tang Ren as a child. Zhuang Hong had no choice but to find Tang Xiangrong.

Hypocritical relatives are better than orphanages that don't have enough to eat. Ten years ago, Zhuang Hong sent Tang Ren to the family who dared not kill but was good at killing people for this reason.

Li Che was not interested in what happened after the result. He recalled the only sentence of the past that came out of Tang Ren's mouth, suppressed the turbulent anxiety and started the conversation: "Tang Ren said that when he was nine years old, he was taken away by Tang Xianghui's friends. .”

Tang Xianghui's inhuman eyes flashed in his mind, and he really didn't want to imagine that such a person could make any friends.

Li Che said he didn't care and could wait, but every time he woke up in the middle of the night and pulled the person curled up in the corner back into his arms, he couldn't help staring at Tang Ren's sleeping face and kept thinking wildly.

Nine years old, the age of elementary school, was taken away, where he was taken, whether he was injured, how did the person who arrested him become after a few days, and what happened.

The frightening questions lingered on the tip of his heart for a long time and could not dissipate.

When he saw Tang Xianghui just now, he suddenly realized that his ignorant conjectures seemed to be less than the truth.

Now the answer is in front of him, as long as Zhuang Hong opens his mouth, the bloody wound that Li Che has no courage to face will be revealed.

Li Che, who always chooses to solve problems head-on, is now sitting in the cold and windy corridor, full of escape and panic.

After hearing Li Che's words, Zhuang Hong recalled Tang Ren's immature and trembling voice when he called for help: "My mother, my mother is bleeding, my mother..."

"Tang Xianghui murdered people to collect money, and the other two arrested Sun Qi and Tang Ren before they could go far. Sun Qi is his mother."

Thinking about the tragic state of Sun Qi's body, Zhuang Hong couldn't continue. He looked at Li Che who obviously cared about the child, and suddenly felt that he had done an extremely cruel favor.

"Those two people didn't do anything good. I won't go into details about it." Zhuang Hong really wanted to smoke. He put his hands on his knees and rubbed his fingers against his lips. "Tang Ren should have seen it all."

Li Che's head buzzed, and his hand, which had managed to warm up, cooled down in an instant.

——I used to think that kind of thing was kind of disgusting.

Tang Ren said this after forcibly pulling himself away from the natural atmosphere that day.

At that time, he thought that the kid really had the potential of Plato.

Li Che lowered his head and covered his stomach, feeling that the pain this time didn't seem to be the flesh on the outside.

He asked in a hoarse voice, "Is he injured?" Probably the distance between the two of them was not close enough, Zhuang Hong didn't hear Li Che's trembling at the end.

Zhuang Hong and his passing colleagues nodded, and leaned back against the cold wall, "Not only was he not injured, he even ran out to ask for help."

Seeing that the people beside him seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, he couldn't bear to say the following words.

"Those two wanted to silence, Sun Qi was stabbed three times, Tang Ren snatched the murder weapon in self-defense."

Zhuang Hong's tone was as calm as possible, but even so, he still conveyed the tragedy of the time to Li Che in these few words. His mind fell into darkness for an instant, and he almost lost the ability to think. He was full of only one sentence: Tang Ren witnessed Mother's tragic death.

"He is small, and he stabbed a man's thigh with a knife, and stabbed him in the groin." Zhuang Hong looked at his calm expression and added: "Both places are very close to the main artery."

"Dead?" Li Che's palm was almost pressed into his stomach, but his face remained calm.

"Hmph." Zhuang Hong let out a sarcastic laugh from his nasal cavity, "It's okay to die. The one with the groin injury went out to chase him, but Sun Qi dragged him down the stairs and broke his spine. The one with the thigh injury was in the hospital Ree died from complications of drug addiction."

Li Che didn't understand the meaning of his sneer, and turned to look at him, Zhuang Hong's eyes gradually showed disgusted anger.