The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretend to be a ghost Chapter 170: What went wrong?

Fang picked up Jiang Yiming and Zhong Sheng and sent them out.

The young master sat in the car and yawned, looking at the sky outside, the sun was high when he came out, and now the sun was setting, he muttered: "I suspect that there is a time difference in the underground garage of Fayi, how could it be so fast? How long has it been?"

Zhong Sheng smiled and told the driver to turn around and drive to Jiang's house.

"Just in time for dinner," he said.

Jiang Yiming narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.

He looked at Zhong Sheng, and Zhong Sheng didn't seem to intend to mention what the forensic doctor said before leaving, which made Jiang Yiming a little surprised and awkward.

Although he didn't like people mentioning his small problems, when Zhong Sheng really stopped asking, Jiang Yiming felt a little uncomfortable.

The young master still squinted his eyes, looking at Zhong Sheng without saying a word.

Zhong Sheng didn't seem to be aware of the other party's inexplicable depression, he naturally reached out and rubbed the soft hair on the back of the young master's neck twice, and said, "This case is over, let Bao Qiwen give you a short vacation. "

"Ok?"

"How about we go out for a while after my work is arranged?" Zhong Sheng asked.

Young Master Jiang swept away the low pressure just now, this proposal really won his heart.

He immediately notified Bao Qiwen on WeChat, and within two seconds, he received a WeChat call from Bao Qiwen.

Jiang Yiming answered the WeChat call and opened the public release——

"Ancestor! What do you mean you are going on vacation after the hotel case is over! You are from the entertainment industry! You are not from the police station! The hotel case has nothing to do with you. You haven't run the notice for three days, do you remember?"

Young Master Jiang confidently threw the phone to Zhong Sheng.

Zhong Sheng glanced at him amusedly, took the mobile phone obediently, and said lightly: "After the work is arranged, I will go out with Jiang Yiming for two weeks, and you can spare the announcement during this time."

Bao Qiwen: "...Mr. Zhong?"

"Ah."

Bao Qiwen: "..." Fuck, there is no lower limit for Young Master Jiang to actually move rescuers!

"I'll take another look. Two weeks is definitely not enough, ten days at most." Bao Qiwen began to bargain.

Zhong Sheng responded: "Then ten days."

Bao Qiwen: "..." Teacher Bao felt that he had given a longer vacation than the other party originally wanted.

Zhong Sheng hung up the phone neatly. He originally estimated that the vacation that Bao Qiwen would give would be at most one week.

Jiang Yiming's eyes lit up: "The veteran will go out and succeed."

Zhong Sheng: "...not a veteran."

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It can be seen that Rapunzel really minds the age issue.

……

Back at Jiang's house, as soon as he entered the gate, Jiang Yiming saw several elders of the family sitting in the living room, with a sense of seriousness in a three-room trial.

Jiang Yiming's footsteps stopped, and he was used to being half a step behind Zhong Sheng, letting the other party stand in front of him.

Zhong Sheng looked at Jiang Yiming amusedly, he was not surprised by young master Jiang's behavior - since he was a child, for example, Jiang Yiming fell over the wall, smashed a row of potted plants in the corner, or startled the hunting dog at home , The dog was so excited that it barked non-stop. In short, he did many bad things. When he was caught, it was Zhong Sheng who stood in front of him. Even if it was useless, it was good to see from the top.

"Zhong Sheng, you are too impulsive about the hotel this time." Zhong Sheng spoke first, and taught his son a lesson.

"It's because I didn't think it through." Zhong Sheng replied.

Jiang Yiming frowned and interrupted: "This matter has nothing to do with Zhong Sheng, I brought people there."

"You think I'm not going to accuse you?" Mr. Xia suddenly slammed his cane heavily, and shouted, "What nonsense! Climb the window to save someone? Where do you put your own safety?"

"There is Zhong Sheng." Jiang Yiming suddenly pointed to Zhong Sheng next to him, "He insures me, besides, I can't just watch someone fall. When the rescuers come, that person will already be a puddle of meat on the ground." cake."

Mr. Xia choked, and he had heard about it. It was only a few seconds before and after. If his little grandson hadn't rescued him, the man hanging out of the window on the eighth floor would have been the same as the falling iron man. Bar windows are the end of the line.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. If it wasn't because Zhong Sheng was also on the scene, I would never have chosen such a risky way." Jiang Yiming said, without realizing that in his subconscious, he was already willing to put his life in danger Put all the power in the hands of another person.

Xia Guolong frowned and looked at Zhong Sheng: "Boy of the Zhong family..."

Zhong Sheng can be regarded as he watched him grow up, and he arranged for him to be thrown into the barracks for training before. He knows more about Zhong Sheng's abilities than Zhong Yi.

Zhong Sheng quickly replied: "Master Xia, don't worry, Ming Ming will put me in jail."

Xia Guolong was still dissatisfied, but he knew better what his youngest grandson was going to do, and no one could stop him. It was already a good result for Jiang Yiming to agree with Zhong Sheng to protect him.

Grandpa Xia looked at Jiang Yiming again, the young master smiled obediently at him with a clean face, the smile made the old man lose his temper at all.

He sighed sadly, thinking that he once dominated the battlefield, who would not be afraid to see him?Now being pinched to death by the little grandson.

"I'm old, I can't care about you young people, I just ask for one thing, don't toss about falling from high altitudes to play with your heartbeat all day long, and take care of the heart of me, an old man." Mr. Xia said.

As soon as Jiang Yiming heard it, he knew that the other party was relieved, and he immediately said: "Your heart is healthier than many young people, and it is no problem to go to the haunted house."

Xia Guolong was amused by the laughter, his originally tense face burst out laughing.

When the old man of the Jiang family saw it, he was so angry that he said that Xia Guolong was useless, and that he had agreed to establish rules in the joint trial, but he was coaxed by Jiang Yiming again.

Xia Guolong snorted and asked Mr. Zhong to do the training himself.

Jiang Yiming looked at his grandfather, and before he could speak, he was interrupted by the other party, "Forget it, your grandfather who is the commander has nothing to say, and I'm just a businessman, let alone nothing to say."

The old man has nothing to do with Jiang Yiming: "I just want to say, my life is my own, there is no chance to do it again, if something happens to you, all of us can't stand it."

Jiang Yiming paused, nodded in response, leaned over and hugged the two old men, and whispered, "I understand."

"It's best to understand." Mr. Jiang patted Jiang Yiming on the back, and then said, "Go and get my chessboard, I'm going to kill that worthless grandfather of yours!"

Jiang Yiming: "..."

"Fuck! What nonsense are you putting in your chess basket!"

"Huh! Mingming! The chessboard!"

……

It was a casual meal, and Zhong Sheng left the table because of a phone call before he finished his meal.

Zhong Yi frowned and said nothing.

"Zhong Sheng made your company achieve what it is now at such a young age, you should laugh if I am you, it's normal to be busy." Seeing this, Jiang's mother thought that Zhong Yi was dissatisfied with Zhong Sheng's leaving the table, and smoothed things over. .

Zhong Yi nodded slightly upon hearing this.

He knew that the reason why Zhong Sheng would leave the table early was definitely not because of work. Zhong Sheng separated work and personal time extremely, let alone leaving at such a family gathering. If it was really a matter of work, it would be to expose The big basket is coming.

But judging by Zhong Sheng's expression, he didn't look like that either.

Then it could only be because of a personal matter, but he didn't know how related it was to Jiang Yiming—he clearly noticed that when Zhong Sheng answered the phone, he subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yiming.

Zhong Yi didn't mention these things to others, and raised his glass with a smile to take a sip.

……

After Zhong Sheng left Jiang's house, he dialed back the call from the dinner table, and Doctor Fa's gentle and clear voice came out of the phone: "Mr. Zhong."

"Medical Doctor, thank you for answering this call." Zhong Sheng thanked politely, and immediately got to the point without any formality, "You mentioned Jiang Yiming's body earlier, how much do you know about it?"

Fang Shiyi pondered for a few seconds, then asked: "Mr. Jiang's condition is mostly reflected in the nightmare, right?"

Zhong Sheng responded.

Fang Shiyi said: "It can also be seen from Mr. Jiang's physical reaction. When I was in my office before, I observed that his hand was hanging by his side, but his fingers would tremble unconsciously. The fingers are quite sensitive to human touch. Sensitive areas reflect the state of the brain to a considerable extent."

"Mr. Jiang's sleep quality is poor, and he has constant nightmares, so that his brain is always under a kind of excitement and work pressure, which lasts for a long time, which has a great impact on his health." Fang Shi an explanation.

He paused, then changed the topic: "But most of the source of this problem lies with Mr. Jiang himself, and has nothing to do with the outside world."

Zhong Sheng frowned slightly: "On Jiang Yiming's body?"

"Mr. Jiang's nightmare is a change in mood. In my opinion, it is more like a clinical manifestation of post-traumatic stress disorder, PTSD for short." The method doctor explained, "I don't have a deep understanding of this aspect, so I just I can give Mr. Jiang a temporary suggestion: reduce exposure to situations that trigger such stress disorders and reduce the risk."

Zhong Sheng was silent for a few seconds: "I understand. Thank you."

"Mr. Zhong is too polite."

Zhong Sheng hung up the phone, and the car drove to the riverside. The night wind blew past, and it was so cold that it tingled his skin.

He seldom lit a cigarette, and he never smoked it, because Young Master Jiang thought the smoke smelled bad, so he held it between his fingers, making the fire shine brightly.

PTSD?Zhong Sheng was thinking, how could this situation happen to Jiang Yiming?

He had spent a whole year in the barracks, and he had a deep impression on this word.

His instructor had served in the Vietnam War.

Others told him that he was the only one left in the company where the instructor was. When he was found, he was lying on the muddy ground alone and survived two nights alone.

The surrounding area is full of stumps and arms that have been blasted off by artillery fire, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a comrade-in-arms or an enemy.

The instructor had very severe PTSD.

He never sleeps in bed, but only sleeps on the gravel floor, because that way he can move immediately, and sometimes the time difference between his head and neck is only a few milliseconds;

He couldn't stay in a quiet environment, because the tinnitus produced by the artillery fire hitting the camp at close range had left a short period of complete silence.

Other than that, the other party acted like a normal person.

But Zhong Sheng had been under the other party's hands for a whole year, and he was very aware of how painful his instructor was, and he always felt that he shouldn't have survived.

Zhong Sheng didn't dare to think about what Jiang Yiming had seen and experienced?When did it happen again——

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Yiming almost grew up under his nose. He carefully guarded Jiang Yiming, the Jiang family carefully guarded Jiang Yiming, and the Xia family carefully guarded Jiang Yiming. grow up……

What went wrong?