Thirteen prisons

Chapter 29 Delicious
Zhou Yuan's psychological construction for himself is still useful. Although he is still a little depressed, he is no longer on the verge of mental breakdown at any time like before he came here.At this time, the sky was already dawning, and the drowsiness that had been suppressed burst out.

Yan Yi took them to the guest room on the first floor and asked them to rest first.Although it is very remote here, the facilities in the guest room are very complete, just like a hotel.The house is divided into two rooms inside and outside, with a total of four beds, a bathroom and a TV. The layout is not luxurious, but it gives people a very comfortable feeling.It doesn't look like outsiders will come here, and I don't know if Yan Yi specially prepared it for Zhou Yuan and the others in advance.However, it can be seen that even here, Yan Yi's quality of life has maintained a certain level.

After settling down, Yan Yi went to the room outside to accompany Lin Jing.With Yan Yi's consent, Zhou Yuan also took a look at the past. He really wanted to meet this unfortunate girl who had the same strange disease as himself.

Lin Jing hadn't woken up yet, looking at her delicate but pale face, Zhou Yuan was very curious about what she had gone through.

People who commit suicide have a hurdle in their hearts that they can't get over, but often they will no longer have the idea of ​​suicide after being rescued.Lin Jing still kept her brows tightly closed in a coma.Is it because of illness, or because of Lin He's death?Zhou Yuan didn't know.

But seeing her sleeping peacefully, Zhou Yuan felt an inexplicable kindness.After all, having such a living patient made him feel less lonely.After waking up, maybe you can chat with her, the feeling of being in fear and despair, only the parties like them can fully understand each other.Zhou Yuan thought that perhaps by talking like this, she would not choose to commit suicide again in despair.

Yan Yi sat down beside Lin Jing's bed, held her sleeping hand, and looked at the poor girl with pity.Zhou Yuan didn't want to continue to disturb, so he stood beside him for a minute or two and then quietly backed out.After arriving at the room, I lay on the bed. Although I was very tired, it was difficult to fall asleep.

It's only been a few hours since I arrived in Daba Town, but the amount of information I received is too large to be fully digested, and my head is a mess.Zhou Yuan simply sat up and asked Lu Ming and Hu Dongdong who were sleeping outside: "What do you think of what Yan Yi said?"

"Who are you asking?" Lao Hu did not fall asleep as expected, and immediately answered.

"It's the same for everyone. Give me some advice."

"There is a problem." Hu Dongdong simply walked in, sitting on Zhou Yuan's bed and said.

"Where is the problem?"

"When I was interrogating you, I found that those who wanted to lie to you loved to tell you stories the most. They told you one thing after another, and sometimes they burst into tears. In fact, they used a lot of irrelevant information to confuse you. Pay attention After the power is dispersed, it is easy to ignore the flaws in his words, so as to fool you on key issues. Therefore, when we meet this kind of person during interrogation, we will use techniques to repeatedly interrogate irrelevant details. If it is a lie , then he has to make up this lie bigger and bigger. Even if his lie was not flawed at the time, if he asks after a while, he will naturally find the problem. "

Old Hu sneered with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "This old man Yan Yi gives me the same feeling. I can't tell what is the problem now, after all, there is too little information."

Zhou Yuan took out the cigarette case from Lao Hu, lit one for himself, and collapsed on the bed, a little helpless: "Old Hu, it's as if you didn't say anything."

"Zhou Yuan, Hu Dongdong's feeling is correct, Yan Yi does have a problem." Lu Ming walked in, he saw Zhou Yuan was lighting a cigarette, he was a little dissatisfied: "You are a patient, it is best not to smoke."

"Oh, I don't know the cause of the disease, so what kind of patient is it?" Zhou Yuan said so, but he still pinched the cigarette he just lit.Lu Ming and the others accompanied him all the way, and he couldn't break the pot.But obviously the three of them have the same idea and think there is something wrong with Yan Yi.

Lu Ming went on to say: "Actually, blood can change shape. There is another clinical example."

"What example, why didn't you say it earlier." Zhou Yuan was taken aback.

"It's radiation." Lu Ming made a gesture to signal him to keep his voice down: "When I was discussing with Yan Yi just now, I actually missed this item on purpose. He is a medical professor who has returned from studying abroad, how could he not know? Something is wrong."

"Radiation? What do you mean, my illness is related to radiation?" Zhou Yuan was puzzled.

"That's not what it means." Lu Ming rolled his eyes, apparently speechless about Zhou Yuan's IQ: "Large doses of radiation may cause genetic mutations and changes in the antigens on the surface of red blood cells, resulting in blood type changes. However, this The change of blood type is only a change of phenotype, not a variation of genotype. In other words, it is only temporary and will recover after a while. Zhou Yuan, your blood type change must have nothing to do with this, because you have nothing to do with our Together, there must have been no exposure to radiation sources."

"I'm saying this to tell you that Yan Yi didn't want to have a serious discussion with me. I have the same opinion as Hu Dongdong." Lu Ming lay down on the empty bed next to him: "He looks very straightforward. Talking about so many things. But when it comes to your treatment, you cover it up and don't say anything. That's the problem."

Lu Ming paused at this point, his voice lowered: "He must know more about this disease, but he is unwilling to take the initiative to tell us. His motive for coming to you is impure."

"Of course he's not pure." Zhou Yuan agreed very much: "Fooling me to come here is actually to give that girl a blood transfusion."

"It's not as simple as you think." Lu Ming closed his eyes, as if he was extremely tired: "The girl's suicide has nothing to do with your coming here. Even without your blood, her life is not in danger, but It’s just going to recover a little faster now.”

"Oh..." Zhou Yuan was a little depressed. If his own blood could save Lin Jing, he still felt a sense of accomplishment, but it turned out to be irrelevant.

Without opening his eyes, Lu Ming yawned and waved his hands, "Hu Dongdong is right, let's put all the guesses aside. Maybe he will tell us in a few days."

This is Lu Ming's character, and his actions indicate that the discussion is temporarily over.Hu Dongdong went back to sleep after smoking, and snoring started after a while.Zhou Yuan tried his best to clear his mind, but his heart was still in a mess, so he got up and found the two sleeping pills in his bag and took them, and fell asleep after a while.

When he woke up, Zhou Yuan found that it was almost noon.

Lu Ming had already woken up, and was busy fiddling with those instruments upstairs. Zhou Yuan knew that he wanted to continue yesterday's experiment and find out the reason for the blood type change.

According to yesterday's agreement, Yan Yi drew another 200cc of blood from Zhou Yuan and gave it to Lin Jing, and then went up to stay with Lu Ming.Both doctors are busy, but the patient has nothing to do for the time being.

Seeing Zhou Yuan's restlessness, Lao Hu simply dragged him to the town.

"Don't be so sad." On the small road to the town, Lao Hu comforted Zhou Yuan like this: "We can only play by ear and make plans after Lu Ming comes to a conclusion. Since there is nothing we can do now, How about going around the town. Since we are in Sichuan, let’s try Sichuan cuisine first.” Lao Hu’s tone was relaxed, as if he was here for tourism.But Zhou Yuan thinks what he said is right, this is the state of normal life.Ever since the incident happened, the whole person has been in an abnormal state of entanglement and collapse. Zhou Yuan himself felt that it was necessary to adjust his mentality due to this depressed emotion. Just come on vacation for now.

Daba Town is not big, and the streets are full of old buildings. There are a few restaurants, but the storefronts look dilapidated.The two walked around, randomly picked a small restaurant with "Li Douhua" on the signboard, and ordered a few home-cooked dishes without any hope.

When the dishes were served, they were unexpectedly attractive.The boiled fish is served directly in a stainless steel basin. The snow-white fish fillets are soaked in a thick layer of red oil, and the top is densely packed with dried chilies and peppercorns.A piece of twice-cooked pork is the size of a palm, but it is as thin as paper. It is slightly rolled up after being fried in the oil pan, showing a golden and translucent color. The ratio of fat meat to lean meat is about 3:1, but it looks like nothing. Feel greasy.

Beiyang City belongs to the Central Plains, and its food tastes light.Sichuan cuisine is not spicy, and even the twice-cooked pork is full of green peppers and red peppers.The two looked at each other, and raised their chopsticks bravely. They didn't expect to be amazed at the first bite.These dishes are the most common in Sichuan cuisine. It can be said that they are found in restaurants in almost all cities in the north and south of the Yangtze River. But when he really came to Sichuan to eat these dishes, Zhou Yuan had to admit that all the Sichuan dishes he had eaten before tasted delicious. It's thousands of miles away from this small shop.

There are two large pots at the entrance of the shop of the small restaurant, one with a steamer that is more than a dozen stories high, and the other big iron pot filled with snow-white bean curd.Lao Hu couldn't get enough of his meal, thinking that since the restaurant is named after Douhua, it must be the signature dish, so he ordered another steamed fat sausage and two bowls of Douhua. He wanted to order Maoxuewang, but Zhou Yuan stopped him— —He heard that the ingredients were made of blood, and he instinctively rejected it.

Sichuan cuisine is spicy and spicy. After eating for a while, the two of them felt numb in their mouths and burned their throats.The bean curd is the original flavor. It is directly scooped out of the pot and served on the table. It is soft and sweet, just to relieve the discomfort caused by spicy.After the two of them had a meal, they were sweating profusely, feeling very happy.

"Zhou Yuan, why don't you say I'm looking for two Sichuan cooks, so why not go back and open a Sichuan restaurant?" asked.

Zhou Yuan didn't know whether he was serious or joking, so he replied casually: "Success. If you can have this taste, it will definitely make more money than you open a barbecue restaurant." After speaking, he suddenly realized that both Lao Hu and Lu Ming have their own lives. But without saying a word, let go of everything and run here with me, feeling guilty and moved in my heart.

Although Beiyang City is a second- and third-tier city, it is still much more prosperous than Daba Town.Daba Town is only a few square kilometers, and there are not many people in the town. Most of them are children and old people. It seems that young people have gone out to work and go to school.Zhou Yuan walked all the way, feeling a little embarrassed.This town is really remote. There must have been fewer people here than there are now, maybe it was just a small village.It must be the Huaguang Machinery Factory that Yan Yi mentioned that can make it develop into what it is today.It's just that things are different now, the factory in the mountain is no longer there, and the small town developed by relying on this factory has survived, but it is also gradually declining.I don't know if there are any descendants of the factory workers' descendants here.

Lao Hu is very interested. He stops and stops along the way, sneaks in to have a look at any shop, and chats with the shopkeeper.Zhou Yuan couldn't stand seeing him even going in to the Chinese medicine shop, so he waited at the door.

Old Hu was chatting with the old man behind the counter of the traditional Chinese medicine store when Zhou Yuan came in suddenly and said in surprise, "Hey, look, is that girl Lin Jing?"

Lao Hu turned his head following his gaze, and found a girl walking across the street.He frowned: "Did you admit the wrong person? Shouldn't she lie down and recuperate."

Zhou Yuan looked at the girl carefully yesterday, and now he observed carefully, and found that the girl's hands were still wrapped in bandages, but the clothes had obviously been changed, so it must be Lin Jing.She was wearing a light blue sleeveless blouse with a knee-length white pleated skirt, and her long hair in a shawl hung down from both sides of her shoulders and lay softly on her chest.Looking from a distance, against the background of the dilapidated streets, the whole person is very conspicuous.And his eyes are clear, which is completely different from the previous state on the hospital bed.

"A pretty girl." Hu Dongdong glanced at Zhou Yuan: "You are quite sensitive to beauties."

Before Zhou Yuan could speak, Lin Jing had already walked towards them, and stopped a few steps away from them.There was no one on the street, so she looked at the two of them separately, and finally she looked at Zhou Yuan's face, with a half smile on her face, and said, "Why didn't you call me when you sneaked out to eat?"

This girl's attitude is quite cheerful, but she is not like Lao Hu who knows everyone by herself. In short, Zhou Yuan feels that when facing her, she does not have the restraint of a stranger, maybe it is the natural intimacy of fellow patients.It seems that Lin Jing not only knew that they had been here, she might have been awake last night and looked at them secretly.So Zhou Yuan asked casually: "Your hand... all right?"

"It's okay." Lin Jing stretched out her hand: "Zhou Yuan, thank you for your blood."

"That's what I should do. You know my name?" Zhou Yuan was flattered to be held by Lin Jing's hand.

"Actually, I woke up yesterday and kept listening." Lin Jing winked playfully.

"The little girl is quite cunning, so why don't you say hello to us?" Hu Dongdong teased.

"Try once you lose blood, your head is clear, but your body is boring." Lin Jing gave Lao Hu a playful look.

Old Hu laughed loudly: "We didn't sneak out. But you sneaked out, aren't you afraid of Yan Yi's worries?"

Lin Jing blinked her big eyes, but asked Zhou Yuan back: "You are not afraid, what am I afraid of?"

Zhou Yuan was a little speechless, and suddenly felt that the scene before him was a bit like a few middle school students who skipped class separately. After meeting outside, they were worried about being caught by the head teacher.Lin Jing's personality is hot and enthusiastic, and after a few words, she no longer has that strange and polite feeling that she just met.She took another step up and directly held Zhou Yuan's arm: "Go and eat, I'm hungry."

Zhou Yuan just wanted to say that we just ate, Hu Dongdong patted him hard, and said proudly: "Get up!" Zhou Yuan's words were photographed back, thinking that Lin Jing has been lying on the bed for the past few days, it must not be very good I've had a good time.Besides, he was quite willing to stay with this interesting little girl for a while, so he didn't say anything else.

(End of this chapter)