People always say,

suffering is a treasure.

In reality,

most of the time it can only be regarded as a cheap, expired anesthetic to cheer yourself up.

Because there seems to be a pattern,

the person who endures suffering,

often has misfortune befalling him one after another.

One suffering comes down,

and the second suffering follows closely behind,

and then he is directly knocked unconscious by the suffering...

The old Taoist was taken away by the police and asked to cooperate with some investigations. According to Lao Zhang, it was actually just going through a procedure, nothing serious.

Zhou Ze didn't drive directly back to the bookstore, but followed the ambulance to the hospital.

He didn't know why he came along,

for the sake of his little bit of compassion that had sprung up with great difficulty?

So,

Zhou Ze, who parked his car in the hospital parking lot,

sat in the car thinking about this question.

One thought turned into more than an hour, and then Zhou Ze felt hungry and wanted to go back to the bookstore for dinner.

Most importantly, he didn't come up with anything.

Just then,

he saw Wang Ke's car driving into the hospital again, but this time the two little ones weren't in it.

Wang Ke seemed to have noticed Zhou Ze's car and deliberately parked his car next to Zhou Ze's.

When he got out of the car, Zhou Ze saw Wang Ke carrying some fruit and candy in his hand.

Zhou Ze also got out of the car

and asked:

"You didn't bring a pot of soup?"

"Oh, that's right!"

Wang Ke really opened the car door again

and took out a thermos.

"I brought meat soup."

Wang Ke said with a smile.

"............" Zhou Ze.

Yes,

I know that your family can lack anything,

but it will never lack meat soup.

"Want to go see her together?" Wang Ke asked.

"Yeah."

Since they were already here, they might as well go up and see.

Otherwise, wouldn't he look like an idiot, running here to contemplate life?

Taking the elevator up to the fifth floor of the inpatient department, it was a private room with two policemen guarding the door.

When Wang Ke went over, he showed his credentials. On Zhou Ze's side, the two policemen actually recognized Zhou Ze because of Zhang Yanfeng, so they went straight in.

The doctor had just examined the girl's body and she was now receiving an IV.

The girl had changed into a new set of clothes and should have also had her body wiped down. She was now lying in the hospital bed, her face pale, but much calmer than when she was in that storage room.

"Remember me? Uncle is here to see you and brought you some food."

Wang Ke said gently.

The girl was obviously not afraid of Wang Ke.

After all, Wang Ke made a living out of this.

If he didn't have the ability to gain affinity and goodwill,

what kind of a life would he have?

But,

as soon as Wang Ke put down his things

and stepped aside,

the girl lying on the bed saw Zhou Ze coming in from behind.

She actually struggled to sit up from the bed,

and if Wang Ke hadn't reacted quickly and hugged her,

the girl might have fallen off the bed.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, what do you want, I'll get it for you, I'll get it for you."

Wang Ke quickly comforted her.

Who knew,

the girl's eyes kept staring at Zhou Ze,

and she stretched out her hand to grab Zhou Ze.

Wang Ke was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhou Ze with some surprise, his eyes hinting at, "I didn't expect you to be so popular with girls."

Zhou Ze shrugged his shoulders,

walked to the bedside,

and let the girl grab his hand.

The girl immediately calmed down.

"Maybe this skin of mine has a good appearance."

"Hehe."

Wang Ke nodded, but he didn't continue to delve into this topic. He didn't really like to talk to Zhou Ze about that aspect of things, because his daughter also...

"Can she communicate normally?" Zhou Ze asked Wang Ke.

Wang Ke shook his head, "Not only was she tortured, but she also suffered a head injury. They found a concussion. It may cause some degree of amnesia, plus this experience, sigh.

The police haven't been able to determine exactly how long this girl was locked up, after all, most of the insiders are dead, and that thirty-something idiot can't explain anything clearly.

But according to the clues provided by the owner of the hardware store at the entrance of the village, four months ago, the mistress went to his store to buy a large brass lock and dog chain."

Four months...

Zhou Ze lowered his head, looking at the girl sitting on the bed looking at him eagerly, afraid that he would disappear. He felt a little helpless and a little regretful.

This girl of this age,

if she were born in a normal family,

would still be the type to scream at the sight of a cockroach,

but now she has experienced this.

"Do you know, she…………"

Zhou Ze stopped when he said this.

Because he suddenly remembered that this didn't seem suitable to say to Wang Ke.

"She's pregnant."

Wang Ke said directly,

his expression normal,

his tone normal,

everything was normal.

Sometimes, the most maddening thing about Wang Ke

is that he is really, really too normal!

At this moment, Zhou Ze received a call from the old Taoist. He said that his matter at the police station was over, and he was preparing to return to the bookstore. Zhou Ze responded with an "okay."

After hanging up the phone,

Zhou Ze found that Wang Ke was already peeling candy for the girl to eat.

The girl was eating, too,

but her eyes were still staring at him.

"She's drawn to you."

Wang Ke said with emotion,

"It's like a newborn life just hatched from its shell, it will feel affection and attachment to the first creature it sees when it breaks out of its shell.

You were the one who rescued her, right?

Perhaps,

this is fate.

Because leaving that place, for her, is like a new life."

"This has no scientific basis," Zhou Ze said.

"But isn't this the reality before our eyes?"

"Oh, the first one to go in, the first one she saw, wasn't me, it was the old Taoist."

"............" The old Taoist.

This,

it really seems to be,

a cold, face-judging world.

Wang Ke was lost in thought for a while, and said, "Perhaps, the old Taoist is too old."

Silence.

Zhou Ze leaned against the bedside and sat down.

The girl took the candy she had just put in her mouth and happily spat it into her palm,

wanting to send it to Zhou Ze's mouth,

to share it with Zhou Ze!

"............" Zhou Ze.

The girl looked at Zhou Ze expectantly.

She was like a little girl with reduced intelligence,

seemingly only left with some instincts.

Faced with such expectant eyes,

faced with such a pitiful girl,

faced with this heartbreaking and distressing atmosphere,

Zhou Ze opened his mouth

and said directly:

"Dirty."

"............" Wang Ke.

The girl seemed to sense Zhou Ze's dislike,

and stopped trying to feed the candy to Zhou Ze,

but sat on the bed a little lost, but the other hand still tightly grasped Zhou Ze's wrist.

"Try to communicate with her. Actually, her condition is a stress reaction of mental self-protection.

She is instinctively avoiding this world, avoiding contact with the outside world, and even avoiding herself, so this situation occurs.

We have to slowly peel away the cocoon in her heart, care for her, and give her the courage to face the world again, to face the sunshine."

Seeing that the girl had such a good impression of Zhou Ze, Wang Ke obviously regarded Zhou Ze as his assistant.

"What's your name?"

Zhou Ze asked.

The girl was silent. She seemed to be thinking about this question.

Then,

she grabbed Zhou Ze's hand,

and slowly let go.

In her eyes,

panic began to appear,

fear began to appear,

struggle began to appear.

Her body also began to tremble,

as if her whole person,

was suddenly on the verge of collapse!

Wang Ke immediately stood up,

covering the girl's eyes with one hand,

and stroking the girl's back with the other,

softly speaking in a low voice.

This should be a kind of hypnotic technique.

Slowly,

the trembling in the girl's body began to subside,

and the girl slowly leaned back,

her eyes were still open,

but her eyes were only blankly looking at the ceiling.

"Alas, the mental trauma is too serious. In this case, the damage to the mind is often more serious and tricky than the damage to the internal organs.

I've handled a lot of similar cases, and the cure rate is really not high."

Wang Ke took off his glasses, wiped them with a tissue, and sighed:

"Many people seem to be cured, but soon after, they will directly choose to commit suicide because of some kind of stimulation.

Because for a long time, they have been living a life worse than death, leaving too deep an imprint in their hearts.

Even ordinary people occasionally have suicidal thoughts, but that is only temporary. In fact, it is a very dangerous state, like being poisoned. A little bit of dosage may not matter.

However, once the dosage reaches a certain level, it will be difficult to deal with."

"Do your best," Zhou Ze said.

Wang Ke smiled bitterly: "Her situation is the most serious. To give an example, she was abused and forced every day before. This stress-induced self-protection mechanism will always exist.

It's like an antibody, you know?

However,

now it is impossible for anyone to abuse her again, and no one will force her again.

She has returned to a normal living environment.

This self-protection will slowly dissipate,

and then...

After losing its shell,

how will the real her

face this world?"

"It's okay, do your best. I have another friend who is good at hypnosis. I'll have him come over and take a look."

"Okay."

Zhou Ze was thinking of Attorney An.

They stayed in the ward for a while longer, and it was getting dark. The police outside had already rotated once. Zhou Ze saw that Wang Ke didn't plan to leave yet and continued to stay with the girl, so Zhou Ze didn't ask him to come along and walked out of the ward first.

While waiting for the elevator,

Zhou Ze's phone rang.

It was a call from the old Taoist.

"Hello."

"Hello, Boss..............."

The old Taoist's voice trembled a little.

"What's wrong? Did something happen at the store?"

"No, no, the store got a visitor............"

"Then why is your voice shaking?"

"I...I...I...hahahahaha!!! Wuwu..."

The old Taoist suddenly laughed out loud,

then laughed and cried again.

"What's going on?"

The old Taoist's tone suddenly became low, with a sense of angry distortion, and he roared in a tone of suppressed emotion that was almost tearing:

"Boss, those four goddamn bastards, may their eight generations of ancestors be screwed,

their spirits

actually came to our bookstore!"