The friend Fang Cheng mentioned who knows something about mental illness is none other than Lin Chuqiao.
After calling her, someone rushed to Jiangbei Hospital within half an hour.
"Is she this little girl? How long have you been unconscious?"
Lin Chuqiao arrived gracefully wearing a black knitted Dress and high-heeled boots.
The first thing I said when I walked in was asking about my condition.
Fang Cheng led her to Wen Xin's hospital bed.
Wen Hui Yi said with excitement:
"Doctor, my daughter has been sleeping for two days. Please help me. Please..."
Others also looked at the beautiful "Psychiatric Doctor" with curiosity and expectation.
Lin Chuqiao didn't reply, but just stared at Wen Xin's face.
Then he opened her eyelids and checked her pupils.
When observing carefully, Lin Chuqiao's eyes flickered slightly, with a faint hint of blue appearing.
After a long time, his face relaxed and he breathed a little relieved:
"Fortunately, the situation is not the most serious..."
Hearing that Lin Chuqiao seemed to have something to say, Fang Cheng couldn't help but look at her in surprise.
After checking Wen Xin's physical condition, Lin Chuqiao raised his eyes and looked at the people around him:
"I can try to awaken the patient's consciousness, but I need a quiet enough environment. There are too many distractions here..."
"It's okay, it's okay, we can go out right away!"
Ma Donghe responded hurriedly.
"That's not what I meant."
Lin Chuqiao, who was interrupted, shook his head and added an explanation:
"I am saying that the environment of this hospital is not good. There are too many interference factors. For the sake of safety, it is best to take the patient to my residence before starting treatment."
"Ah?"
Everyone couldn't help but be a little stunned when they heard this.
Seeing Lin Chuqiao's serious expression, Fang Cheng then said:
"I believe in Dr. Lin's ability. I'll take Wen Xin with her later."
With Fang Cheng's guarantee, everyone immediately felt relieved.
I can't take care of the discharge procedures right now.
Wen Hui Yi quickly put her daughter into thick Down Jacket and cotton pants, wrapping her tightly.
Fang Cheng hugged Wen Xin with both hands and asked the others to stay in the ward temporarily to wait for news.
Zhou Xiumei glanced hesitantly at the back of the beautiful Female Doctor who walked out the door, then stared at Fang Cheng, and whispered:
"Brother Cheng, you have to be careful..."
Lin Chuqiao Hearing this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he glanced back at this innocent-looking girl.
Does this mean she is a cannibal?
Fang Cheng nodded towards her Zhou Xiumei, once again comforting the anxious Wen Hui Yi:
"Sister Wen, don't worry, nothing will happen to you as long as I'm here."
Then he hugged Wen Xin and walked out of the ward with Lin Chuqiao.
In the city at night, Neon Lights and the stars complement each other.
A Red Sports Car with smooth lines flexibly shuttles through the highway with constant traffic.
On the car.
Lin Chuqiao Hold the steering wheel with both hands and drive smoothly.
Fang Cheng held Wen Xin in his arms and sat in the back seat.
"Is this girl Ability User?"
Stopped at the intersection, waiting for the traffic light to turn green, Lin Chuqiao suddenly asked.
Fang Cheng was slightly startled, then nodded in recognition.
I think of Wen Xin's past performances, and that night in Warehouse, I tried hard to wake myself up from the madness.
If it wasn't Ability User, how could it be done?
"That's right."
Lin Chuqiao nodded and said:
"According to my speculation, the little girl Awakening Special Abilities for some reason, but she was not clearly aware of this, and no one guided her correctly, so she overused her abilities, which eventually caused excessive mental consumption and her consciousness fell into a coma."
"Is the situation similar to Pan Wendi?"
Fang Cheng couldn't help but ask.
"Wendi He is special..."
Lin Chuqiao hesitated for a moment, then said:
"He does not come from an ordinary family. Even if he has mental problems, as long as he is sent home in time, there will be a solution."
Her answer this time seemed vague, as if she had something to hide.
Fang Cheng vaguely guessed something.
There was silence for a moment, and then another thing was mentioned:
"You just said in the ward that Wen Xin's condition is not the most serious. What do you mean?"
Lin Chuqiao looked back at Fang Cheng:
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
"Have you not heard about what happened to the Western Mountains?"
"I know this."
Fang Cheng frowned slightly and answered:
"About two months ago, an explosion occurred at an archaeological excavation site in the Western Mountains, causing a wildfire. For this reason, Military also blocked West Pass District for a week."
"Your circle is too small and the information is too limited."
Lin Chuqiao smiled and shook his head, joked Fang Cheng, and then explained:
"For ordinary people, whether it is explosions or wildfires, they are secondary and have no impact on their daily lives. That Black Rain is the deadliest and most Danger."
As she spoke, she looked at the flashing red lights ahead, her tone slightly serious.
"If the explosion just opened a Pandora's Box, then Black Rain is the disaster and plague hidden in the magic box."
"Since the rain, Eastern Capital many people have been in a coma-like state. After waking up, their temperament has changed drastically, they have done horrible things that go against common sense, and their bodies have even mutated and become inhuman."
"That's why I said, if Wen Xin is simply unconscious, it would be relatively easy to handle..."
After listening to Lin Chuqiao's explanation, Fang Cheng couldn't help but think of what the security guard said in the hospital.
The two seem to correspond.
Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly and he lowered his head to look at Wen Xin lying in his arms.
She seemed to be sleeping soundly, her face was wrinkled, and fine beads of sweat were still oozing out from her forehead, looking quite painful.
Fang Cheng stretched out his hand to gently wipe her sweat, and thought to himself, I hope everything is okay.
The red light numbers jump and turn into green lights.
The car continued to move forward.
About twenty minutes later, we arrived at a residential area.
Looking at the garden-like community environment, there are dozens of high-rise Apartment buildings with bright lights.
Fang Cheng realized that this should be Cuihu First Estate located at Jiangdong District.
Lin Chuqiao As a university lecturer, he can afford to live in such a luxury house worth nearly 100,000 yuan per square meter. It seems that his family background is extraordinary.
After parking the car in the underground garage, Fang Cheng picked up Wen Xin, followed Lin Chuqiao to swipe his card and take the elevator up to Room A on the 21st floor.
When you open the high-quality carved aluminum entrance door, you will see a Living Room and floor-to-ceiling Glass windows with a wide view.
The whole house is decorated in a simple and fashionable style, and the furniture and electrical appliances are all high-end and brand-name. However, the area is too large, and it seems a bit deserted to live alone.
Lin Chuqiao led Fang Cheng through a corridor equipped with ceiling lights and came to the innermost room.
When the door was pushed open, a pleasant sound of "ding, jingling
Fang Cheng looked up.
It was pitch dark inside, with many Blessing Bells of all kinds hanging down from the ceiling, and the sound just now was produced by their shaking.
This is a darkroom, about twenty square meters.
There were no windows, no lamps installed, and a circle of extinguished white candles lay on the floor.
The walls, including the ceiling, are vaguely visible, and are covered with dense yellow Talisman Paper, as well as large and small black Cross.