Tender trapping

Chapter 39

There was an obvious pause in Ran Xu's voice on the phone, and then he asked, "What's wrong with Zhuo Minghui?"

Zhuo Wenlang looked at the room upstairs with a smile, Lee had already come out of the room, holding the diagnostic documents and pills in his hand, and nodded to Zhuo Wenlang.

"Well... Sometimes he can't control his emotions, and he might talk nonsense." Zhuo Wenlang lowered his head and fiddled with the cigar in his hand, "He has been resting at home for the past two days, but he may be bored. Bar."

"Anyway, if he goes to school, you remember to call me."

Zhuo Wenlang's words were very convincing, Ran Xu almost immediately remembered Zhuo Minghui's appearance every time he hit someone, it was indeed a bit scary.

It turned out to be a mental illness, so no wonder.

It's hard for Ran Xu to guess what it is. After all, many people in the general environment don't know much about mental illness, and they always think it's different, so they hate or fear it for no reason.

As a cripple who is always looked at differently, the two suffered similarly, and Ran Xu sympathized with Zhuo Minghui's illness.

He naturally promised that Zhuo Wenlang would not tell this matter, and would take care of his younger brother at school.

Zhuo Wenlang laughed on the other end of the phone, said good night to him, and hung up the phone.

The moment the phone was hung up, it seemed that there was a loud noise on the other end, but the time was too short, Ran Xu couldn't hear it clearly at all, and thought it was the noise caused by poor current transmission.

But Ran Xu didn't have time to think deeply, because he was immersed in his own world, debating for a long time whether to tell Zhuo Wenlang that he actually met his brother today.

To be honest, it was hard not to let people care about what Zhuo Minghui said to him today.

About Xu Ziang, about Zhuo Wenlang's predecessor, or about their father...everything is a "blockbuster" that subverts cognition to Ran Xu, but Zhuo Wenlang lightly said "he sometimes talks nonsense" He brought Ran Xu's thoughts back to the original point.

what is going on?Zhuo Minghui, are you sick?

Ran Xu had something on his mind, and kept struggling until three o'clock in the morning before falling asleep. He thought, if Zhuo Wenlang called him again to ask about Zhuo Minghui's movements, he would confess.

However, until the next night, Zhuo Wenlang didn't ask about his brother again, as if nothing happened.

No matter how many undercurrents are hidden in the whole thing, for Ran Xu, life is still going on, and Zhuo Wenlang has unknowingly erected a barrier around him to isolate the five senses, so that all indescribable sense of crisis will be obliterated.

As for the last moment of noise on the phone...

It was Zhuo Minghui who broke the lamp in the bedroom, but the doctor who was watching him had already stepped forward to inject a sedative immediately.

Of course Zhuo Wenlang would not seriously torture Ran Xu about his younger brother's movements, because Zhuo Minghui was in the upstairs room when he was making the phone call.

"If you don't learn to control your emotions, you will still drop out of school." Zhuo Wenlang dressed casually, with a black robe covering his body. He sat beside Zhuo Minghui's bed, frowning slightly, "I really want to Zhuo Guanzhong looked at you now, he thought you would be his best son, he certainly would not have thought that he just raised a fighting dog."

"Zhuo Wenlang, don't pretend to be a good person here!" Zhuo Minghui shouted on the bed, swearing a series of swear words, but because of the tranquilizer, the volume gradually weakened.

But he still has a lot to express, and finally he choked out a sentence: "Do you think that mother will be satisfied when she sees you now?"

There was only silence in the air, Zhuo Wenlang didn't respond to his words, he just sat quietly, his eyes fell on the freshly blooming bunch of white lilies on the window sill, reflecting the dark night outside, the whiteness became enchanting and charming Brighten up.

Lee had been waiting outside the door for a long time, when he saw Zhuo Wenlang coming out of the room, he greeted him: "Has he fallen asleep?" The doctor in a white coat mouthed a question.

Zhuo Wenlang nodded, closed the door, and walked to the living room with Lee.

"Zhuo Minghui's recent psychological assessment hasn't improved much." Lee sat firmly opposite Zhuo Wenlang.

Lee is of mixed race, but perhaps because of too many mixed races, his facial features no longer look like Asians. He has black hair and blue eyes, and his appearance is the kind of exquisiteness that Zhuo Wenlang would like.

However, Zhuo Wenlang really didn't have any interest in him, and even said that the two of them hated each other - no one would like a guy who always used the other as a medical research object, and no doctor would like a Patients who refuse to cooperate.

"His condition is basically the same now. If you don't stimulate him, it won't affect your life." Lee frowned and read the medical records in his hand, took off his glasses, rubbed the center of his brows, and turned to stare at Zhuo Wenlang , "I think your situation requires more intervention."

Zhuo Wenlang was stared at by him, and there was no unnecessary expression on his face: "I have done your scale many times, and there is no problem, what else do you want?"

"Sometimes it's not about the scale, okay?" Lee was speechless, he was too lazy to argue with Zhuo Wenlang, "Although it doesn't affect your work and life, if there is a deviation in the emotional aspect, guidance and intervention are needed. "

"There are a lot of people in the world waiting for your intervention." Zhuo Wenlang smiled, as if he would never get angry for anything.

"...You are like this, if one day you meet someone you really like, you will regret it sooner or later." Lee made a conclusion, packed up his things and went out, "By the way, don't always take the plain mirror with you, just in case someday you If the two brothers quarrel again, it will be fun if Minghui breaks it with a punch."

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Ran Xu didn't know about Zhuo Minghui's situation, but when he went to 1980 on the weekend, he heard from Zhuo Wenlang that he would be sent abroad for a while to recuperate.

As soon as Ran Xu heard the words "going abroad for recuperation", he was very surprised: "Why is the disease so serious, do you still need to go abroad for recuperation?"

"Yeah." Zhuo Wenlang put the tea by Ran Xu's hand, paused for a while, and then said, "Some of our experiences in Hong Kong City were not very pleasant. Minghui was taken by his father when he was young, but he……"

In the middle of speaking, Zhuo Wenlang suddenly raised his head and glanced at Ran Xu with complicated eyes.

Ran Xu didn't know how to react, so he could only touch Zhuo Wenlang's hand lightly on the table, but Zhuo Wenlang grabbed his palm in turn, skin to skin, creating a strange feeling chemical reaction.

"...Zhuo Guanzhong is not a good person. He has done a lot of bad things and ruined many people, but he still thinks it is his magnificent career. He is very conceited and hopes that his son can become like him."

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