Chapter 3, Invasive Consciousness

Yun Yuehua shook her head, pondered for a moment, and said, "Perhaps I am being overly cautious; I always feel that the patient data from our department has been copied."

When you were a child, your father left you and your mother, leaving you both without support and enduring much hardship

"Dear, look at him," said the woman named Han Rui as she dragged Pei Xin to stand in front of Jian Yifan. She tugged at Jian Yifan's coat and exclaimed, "This Gieves jacket costs over one hundred thousand. And the knitted sweater inside is a limited edition Versace from the autumn and winter collection! The straight-leg pants from istkunst also cost over ten thousand, and this blue Piaget Polo watch is worth no less than two million.

Song Zhaixing thought for a moment and reminded him before leaving: "The psychodrama therapy method proposed by psychiatrist Moreno may be able to help you. I hope Lin Fan wakes up soon"

The waves of sound surged one after another, nearly overwhelming the security team, who were on the verge of being swept away.

Song Zhaixing did not immediately understand his meaning, but still said: "In scientific terms, the subconscious refers to psychological activities that have occurred but have not reached the state of consciousness. To put it simply, Freud likened the mind to a deep-sea iceberg, where the part above the water represents consciousness, while the vast portion submerged beneath the surface represents the subconscious. He believed that a person's words and actions are only partially controlled by consciousness, while the majority are governed by the subconscious."

Yun Yuehua was in a hurry to attend a meeting at the office and called Wenjing over before leaving, saying with great seriousness: "From today onwards, only you are allowed to hold the key to the archives. Anyone who needs to access the files must first register with you!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Song Zhaixing and Li Weixi burst into laughter.

No, I don't know. I left early yesterday

"Han Rui, what are you doing?" Pei Xinyi hurried to pull her, "Just wait for the doctor obediently."

From the measurement form, it appears that Han Rui only exhibits some anxiety and mild obsessive-compulsive tendencies. Shopping is not a mental illness; on the contrary, it can relieve stress. With appropriate shopping, a person's mood can become more pleasant. " Song Zhaixing allowed Pei Xin enough time to react before continuing, " However, you have a more serious psychological disorder that has already affected most of your life.

Jian Yifan brought Li Weixi and Song Zhaixing to the intensive care unit, where Lin Fan was quietly lying, just as he had been when he was admitted. Although he had just undergone a successful surgery, the cardiac parameters on the monitor indicated that his current condition was not optimistic

However, there are too many reporters, and the situation has just spiraled out of control. Now everyone is eager to know how Lin Fan is doing.

"Director, nothing has happened, right?" Wenjing looked at her cautiously, always feeling uneasy in her heart

The sunlight suddenly burst forth, shining with astonishing brilliance from the clouds, cascading through the glass window and illuminating Pei Xin. At this moment, he resembled a sorrowful child, much like the solitary seagull hidden in the oil painting of the sea behind him

I have reviewed Lin Fan's research topic, and to be precise, he should be considered bisexual

Pei Xin's shout interrupted Wen Jing's thoughts. Following the source of the sound, Wen Jing saw a woman approaching her, dressed in a British-style wine-red double-faced wool coat, a lace-printed short skirt, and wearing seven-centimeter pointed-toe high heels.

Reporters began to ask questions below, and gradually, more doubts surged towards them

However, before the words had finished, the monitor suddenly emitted a piercing alarm. Lin Fan on the hospital bed was convulsing all over, and the fluctuations of the electrocardiogram on one side were becoming weaker and weaker, and in the blink of an eye, it had completely leveled off to a straight line

Lin Fan has awakened

Li Weixi knew what he wanted to say and gently said: "Your father will not harm your friend"

Li Wei nodded slightly, his voice carrying a hint of coldness, "His father hit him. It is said that Lin Fan went to a secret meeting again last night and was beaten half to death by his father"

Yes

I was still watching it yesterday, where did I put it

Song Zhaixing looked at him gently, guiding him to unveil his past. When he clearly articulated the underlying causes of the events, he was already on the path to recovery. The psychology department receives many patients every day, but there are not many like Pei Xin. Many people are busy blaming others and denouncing them, while he has come to realize that self-change and personal growth are essential for better outcomes.

Yes, I just said that.

"My mother bought it for me, how would I know how much it cost?" Jian Yifan shamelessly defended himself

"Indeed," Li Weixi added, "to be precise, it was only a minor injury inflicted by Lin's father."

It has come out, here it is

Li Weixi called Jian Yifan over, whispered a few words to him, and Jian Yifan then left the ward first, leaving only the surgeon and Song Zhaixing staring at each other.

Lin Fan lowered his gaze, lying on the hospital bed, now lacking even the strength to shake his head

Wen Jing held her breath, feeling inexplicably tense every time she responded to this cold-faced director

Li Weixi looked up at them, his onyx-like eyes momentarily brightening in the morning light. "The injuries on his body were mostly not inflicted by Lin's father."

"We have been using the fluoxetine from Ming Sheng Pharmaceutical very well, and I believe we can procure more. Why are you trying to stop this?" Yun Yuehua habitually tapped her index finger on the table, her tone unfriendly

I am very glad that you can realize this

Indeed," Jian Yifan gazed at the fat man, "you can lose weight just by lying in bed.

The night has grown quieter

Is there really no way?" the surgeon asked with a hint of regret

Your first love did not like shopping before meeting you

"You are the one with delusions." Han Rui shot him a glance, "I am merely interested in clothes, so you can just forget it."

In the psychology department, Yun Yuehua and Wu Cong have been arguing in the office for more than half an hour. Wen Jing is outside listening, unable to enter or retreat.

Severe injury is the reason why Lin Fan is unwilling to wake up

It seems that in order to cure Lin Fan, one must start with his father

Yes

The meeting had summoned the leaders of almost every department, and everyone wore a serious expression. They had the authority to protect patient privacy, but faced with the relentless questioning from the media, if they did not speak, the media would not relent. Dean Chen Xiwan felt as if there was a thorn in his throat; this incident had far-reaching implications and significant impact. A slight misstep could plunge Jingda Hospital into a whirlpool of public opinion, making it difficult to extricate itself.

At that moment, someone suddenly ran out of the hospital, shouting: "Lin Fan is dead!"

When the computer screen lit up, a dim blue light fell upon the visitor, whose deliberately concealed face showed no sign of panic. Until the sound of rain diminished, the visitor finally left with satisfaction, only to hear a loud "bang" as the wire caught their ankle, causing the main unit to crash to the ground, scattering a pile of documents and creating a scene of chaos

She knew that he understood all these words, and his tears flowed more and more, falling from his cheeks into the palms of his hands. He knew why he was crying, and he decided to forget his childhood vow at that moment—he had not wronged his mother; on the contrary, he finally understood how to coexist with his deceased mother

His voice became hoarse, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly. Li Weixi knew that what he said was the truth, and he felt a twinge of compassion. After a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Those reporters won't leave without getting the news."

"Lin Fan's personality can be attributed to his father," Li Weixi explained to him. "Although I have never met his father, Lin Yuze, from the marks left behind and Lin Fan's character traits, it is evident that his father is a serious, irritable person with a bad temper in his daily life"

Li Weixi raised her gaze slightly and said, "Have you forgotten about the human subconscious?"

Is that even possible? The surgeon was truly astonished by his reasoning and, with lingering fear, remarked, After all, he is the most influential person; how could he do such a thing

The director, the security room said that the surveillance system in our department has been malfunctioning for the past two days and will be repaired shortly

As the figure reached the third floor, only half of it was visible, when suddenly, a voice filled with despair echoed, "People are about to die, hurry up!"

A corner on the third floor of Kyoto University Hospital. The lights in the corridor have all been turned off, shrouded in darkness; the psychiatry department in the early morning resembles a gigantic beast, devouring all sounds of the world. At the silent stairway, a shadow swiftly flashes by, and the door to the archives room quietly opens.

After waiting for half the morning, a single statement caused all the reporters to erupt in chaos, no longer willing to sit idly by, and they rushed towards the hospital with all their might. Although the security guards did their utmost to obstruct them, the number of people charging forward only increased.

Yes. Li Weixi nodded, his gaze resolute, "Jian Yifan has obtained the name of the other half who was with Lin Fan last night; this name is the key to entering his subconscious."

Tell those reporters that I have broken up

The entire hospital is exceptionally busy, whether it is the hospital office, the ICU ward, or the psychiatry department, all seem to erupt simultaneously as if on cue. Everyone is in a state of urgency, dealing with emergencies while also addressing existing issues. The emergency department is frantically receiving patients injured in a stampede, and the surgical department has conducted examinations for several medical staff. The hospital resembles a war without gunpowder, with everyone hurrying about, having no moment of leisure.

At midnight, the sky began to drizzle softly, with the first drops pattering on the grass. Before long, the rain fell like beans, striking the leaves and splashing into the pond, creating a continuous sound. The buildings of the entire city became hazy, and the air was filled with a fresh, moist scent. Mist rose, and the dim yellow streetlights illuminated the wet streets, enveloping them in a sense of solitude characteristic of autumn.

Pei Xin shook his head, tears streaming down his face: "I love my mother. With every girlfriend I meet, I hope they can become like my mother. But my mother is already gone, and I have become a truly helpless person."

Just after he finished speaking, Song Zhaixing also walked over. Jian Yifan looked as if he had seen a savior, "A Xing, please take a look at this woman. Does she have any delusional disorder or something?"

Although Wen Jing was puzzled, she still led Pei Xin into the measurement room. Jian Yifan was about to change his clothes when a man weighing two to three hundred pounds suddenly came upstairs, looked at him and asked, "Is Dr. Jian here?"

Hmm," Pei Xin nodded, then looked at her, "What illness does she have, doctor?"

The crisis at the hospital has been averted, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Jian Yifan, who had been busy for most of the day, had just reached the door when he saw a woman pressing herself close to him, her eyes shining brightly.

Song Zhaixing no longer asked questions, and the room fell into an extraordinary silence, so quiet that it was somewhat frightening

Although Ming Sheng's medicine is somewhat more expensive, we should choose the better option even if it offers an advantage of just 0.1%

The newcomer frowned and quickly bent down to tidy up the scene. The clock's hands pointed to 1:30, and the newcomer closed the archive room door again, descending the stairs in silence

Lin Fan smiled faintly, her breath weak, and her complexion even paler. Li Weixi then said: "There are many reporters gathered outside the hospital now, all wanting to know your news. One thing I can't understand is, you were brought in at midnight, and very few people knew about it. Why did the media come to the hospital to surround it so early in the morning?"

Since early morning, Jian Yifan has been in the surgery department of the hospital and has not yet had the chance to change into work clothes. Now, being analyzed piece by piece by this woman named Han Rui regarding his attire, he feels as if he has been stripped bare, feeling extremely embarrassed

I am merely speculating," Yun Yuehua glanced at her and coldly remarked, "Without evidence, do not speak recklessly to others. First, fix the surveillance system before discussing further.

The man was somewhat astonished, and the flesh on his chest quivered, making Jian Yifan feel as though the entire department was shaking.

You feel for your mother, even though she loves to shop, you consider it to be quite natural

Strange

He slowly closed his eyes, and a tear slid from the corner of his eye to the pillow, falling like a starry speck. Li Weixi understood his meaning; only by saying this could his other half be completely unrelated to him, thus escaping his father's punishment. However, his tears represented his helplessness and despair; even as the son of a wealthy man, he still had to face so many rumors and insults.

The surgeon suddenly realized, "You have so many treatment methods in psychology, which are completely different from our other departments. We are responsible for the body, while you are responsible for the mind, which is truly awe-inspiring. As for Lin Fan's situation, everything depends on Dr. Li now"

"I never expected..." Even Wenjing in the measurement room found it hard to breathe, "I know you are a rich second generation, but I didn't expect you to carry so much money with you every day"

Was Lin Fan killed by Lin Yuze

Yun Yuehua's expression darkened in front of the desk, "It's bad!"

Wu Cong stared at her, somewhat surprised that the director, who was a few years older than himself, had such a harsh perception of the world

Three girlfriends, all of whom have developed shopping habits under my influence. I thought they were affecting me, but in fact, I was the one influencing them

He lowered his head, his voice even softer, "I want to tell her about my illness, it is my fault"

In the consultation room, a large oil painting of the sea hangs on the wall of section 2, depicting a calm sea surface adorned with a few seagulls, which evokes a sense of tranquility in the viewer

Li Weixi stood up and glanced out the window as he left the hospital room. Even though the clouds were heavy, the flowers and grass swaying in the wind remained lush and vibrant. Sometimes, people do not live as freely as those plants; in this world, there is no such thing as a worry-free life

They certainly understand that what they are referring to is the psychological "fringe effect"; avoiding the middle and walking along the sides while in line allows for faster progress. After sharing a knowing smile, the two of them immediately followed the crowd upstairs, walking close to the handrail, and indeed, it was much quicker than being stuck in the middle

Li Weixi smiled faintly, seemingly trying to reassure her. Song Zhaixing and the surgeon came out after closing the door, reported a few words to the hospital leadership, and were about to part ways when the surgeon suddenly stopped her, asking with some confusion: "What is the psychodrama therapy method?"

Doctor! Doctor, look! I have brought my shopping-obsessed girlfriend!

Song Zhaixing's expression grew even more serious, "The most influential person in this city, yet his son is a homosexual; when something happens, it stirs up a storm throughout the city"

The surgeon understood and sighed, "The heart's ailments must be treated with heart medicine"

Director, I am not trying to stop you. What I mean is that we should compare with other companies' medications; we must choose the one with the highest cost-effectiveness. Wu Cong, who is over forty, stepped forward to argue with her, maintaining a polite and courteous demeanor. For example, the fluoxetine from Fangda Pharmaceutical is cheaper than that from Mingsheng, and the clinical efficacy is almost the same, with very positive feedback. Wouldn't it be better to consider it as well?

Song Zhaixing sighed at Lin Fan's predicament while secretly being astonished by Li Weixi's meticulous methods of observation. She had been working on Lin Fan's project for half a year, and if it were truly in her hands, it would be hard to say whether there would be progress like that of Li Weixi.

I believe him

What? Together with the surgeon, three people exclaimed simultaneously

Outside the ICU, even the hospital leaders were all standing at the entrance, anxiously awaiting news from within. As time passed second by second, the media outside the hospital could arrive at any moment, making the situation increasingly difficult to control

The man felt somewhat embarrassed and smiled innocently, saying, "I am too fat and want to lose weight"

The captain turned to look at his companion and shouted across the crowd: "Call the dean! Go call the dean!"

The psychiatric department has regained its vitality, and Wenjing continues to attend to patients. However, amidst her busyness, she often turns her head to glance at the consultation room next door, appearing somewhat distracted. Han Rui, dressed in a burgundy coat, is waiting outside the door, frowning in confusion as to why the doctor is chatting with her boyfriend for such a long time

Several swallows take flight from the eaves, soaring towards the ink-like sky

Song Zhaixing ignored Pei Xin's impatience and continued gently, "The reason your father left your mother was that your mother often spent extravagantly on clothes, which led to financial difficulties at home, correct?"

Song Zhaixing realized his thoughts, "You will be well together with your girlfriend, right?"

"Similar to role-playing." Song Zhaixing understood that he was concerned about Lin Fan, so he explained a bit more, "In simple terms, Lin Fan and Li Weixi will reenact what happened yesterday, with Li Weixi playing the role of Lin Fan's father, thereby alleviating Lin Fan's emotional distress"

Song Zhaixing shook his head inwardly. Lin Fan is currently in a state of coma, unable to even undergo basic psychological counseling. In this situation, unless he wishes to awaken on his own, no deity, regardless of their origin, would be able to help him.

Quick! The surgeon gasped, his throat tightening, and hurriedly called out to the nurse

Song Zhaixing felt as if he were walking on thin ice, "Lin Fan is still in a coma, what exactly can you do to make him wake up?"

But you just said that when you first met her, her shopping habits were not this crazy

Jian Yifan exclaimed in shock, while Li Weixi had already conducted a thorough examination of Lin Fan's body, and finally spoke slowly: "If you do not wish to wake up, it is likely that you will never awaken for the rest of your life"

In a moment of daze, Jian Yifan rushed in from outside, panting, "I have news about the matter you asked me to inquire about."

After several consecutive days of overtime, a sudden autumn rain allowed Song Zhaixing to finally get a good sleep. Before six o'clock in the morning, Yun Yuehua's anxious phone call came through, instantly dispelling all of Song Zhaixing's drowsiness

Are you saying that Lin Fan was not beaten to this extent

"Indeed, I love her." For this, Pei Xin has never denied.

"Father Lin hit him, not just for this reason." Li Weixi looked at them and sighed, "Lin Fan has a typical masochistic personality disorder, and his sexual orientation is already unacceptable to his father. Now, after making love, he returns with injuries, so it is only natural for Father Lin to fly into a rage. As for Lin Fan's current unwillingness to wake up, it is likely because his father threatened him, intending to put his partner in jeopardy"

"Need I say more! If I were beaten like this, I would want to die too!" Jian Yifan added at the right moment

"Look here," Li Weixi pointed to Lin Fan's thigh and knee, "the marks here are quite severe, they have been present since the beginning, and the color is the darkest, appearing dark purple. The injuries on the calf are very superficial, with little friction, but in terms of color, they are basically consistent with the timing of the knee injuries. As for the upper half of Lin Fan's body, apart from the strangulation marks on the neck, the other wounds are reddish, some have a bluish tint, and the marks are not as severe as those on the lower body; they were inflicted later."

Jian Yifan was immediately enveloped by a shadow: "What would you like to inquire about?"

Not long after the afternoon, the security captain could no longer hold back. Just as the two sides were arguing heatedly, Chen Xiwan appeared at the entrance of Jingda Hospital with Yun Yuehua and several leaders of the institute, personally facing the reporters.

At the entrance of the hospital, Song Zhaixing encountered Li Weixi, who was also hurrying. He quickly informed him: "Lin Fan has been seriously injured and admitted to the hospital, and is currently still in a coma"

Then one can lose weight through thought

Jian Yifan observed his simple attire and casually asked, "Do you enjoy exercising in your free time?"

She suspected that someone had stolen the files, and now that the surveillance was down, they couldn't even catch the culprit. Even though she had held the title of "Cold-Faced Director" for over ten years, Yun Yuehua could no longer remain calm and hurriedly ran towards the archives.

I do not know

At this moment, the Kyoto University Hospital was completely surrounded, with no way in or out. Media reporters were eagerly waiting, anticipating information and explanations from the hospital authorities. They continuously pressed for answers and raised questions, leaving the entire Kyoto University caught off guard, making it difficult for even the hospital leadership to respond in a timely manner

This was their last line of defense, Yun Yuehua thought. However, when the reporters rushed over once again, leaving even the hospital leaders with no way to retreat, a sudden phone call made Yun Yuehua exclaim in surprise

Therefore, even though Lin Fan is in a state of coma, he can still hear what I am saying

In the ward, Lin Fan regained autonomous breathing once again, and the surgeon looked at Li Weixi with an almost pleading gaze

Yes

The number of reporters gathered outside Kyoto University Hospital is increasing, transitioning from a cacophony of noise to hushed whispers, all waiting for the hospital to disclose some information about Lin Fan. On the steps, hospital security has arranged themselves in a line to prevent any stampede from occurring again, prohibiting anyone with a camera from entering the hospital. Now, the two sides have seemingly formed two camps, confronting each other.

After Wu Cong finished speaking, he turned and left the room. The sound of the wind outside grew louder, and Liu Yun and Yuehua, who were in the office, were about to refute him but momentarily did not know what else to say.

That serious injury

Song Zhaixing noticed Pei Xin beginning to frown and quickened his pace of speech

Song Zhaixing was slightly taken aback; he had just provided his materials yesterday, and he did not expect that he would complete his homework so quickly

Can thoughts help with weight loss

In the psychology department's archives, Yun Yuehua hurriedly entered to retrieve all the information regarding Lin Fan. However, after briefly flipping through the medical records, she did not immediately find his.

You hate your father because he abandoned you

In the intensive care unit, several individuals were waiting for Li Weixi's explanation

Song Zhaixing looked at Pei Xin and gently asked, "The clothes your girlfriend is wearing were all bought by you together with her, right?"

Song Zhaixing looked at the surgeon, speaking each word with strength and clarity, her gaze filled with utmost seriousness

In the ICU ward, Li Weixi quietly watched Lin Fan, who had just opened his eyes. Blood vessels were visible in the whites of his eyes, yet his gaze was clear and bright. He looked at Li Weixi, and the corners of his lips moved slightly

Song Zhaixing turned to glance at the ICU, where Li Weixi was struggling to engage in a "spiritual communication" with Lin Fan. Racing against time, with every second counting, such a heavy burden rested on his shoulders. Surely, someone as astute as he would find it difficult to resolve the situation easily in that moment

We have the right to know! We are journalists!

Yet growth is always painful and often difficult

Yes

After a long time, Pei Xin, sitting opposite Song Zhaixing, slowly raised her head, offering her a faint smile filled with helplessness and resignation

"Are you saying that there are two types of injuries in the upper half, and that the minor injury is the later one?" Song Zhaixing looked at him in confusion

While the surgeon was still in a state of confusion, Song Zhaixing suddenly realized, "Father Lin is ashamed that Lin Fan was admitted to the hospital in this manner, so he claimed to the outside world that it was he who had been beaten. The injuries on the upper body are the most obvious and also the easiest to determine as bruises, what a clever trick to deceive the public!"

Pei Xin's eyes suddenly dimmed, and her whole body began to tremble. "When I first met Rui Rui, she didn't love shopping that much; it was I who encouraged her to treat herself better. I took her to the mall and bought her many, many clothes, bags, and shoes. Later on, when she spent all her money on shopping, I used my credit card to buy things for her. Until now, she spends money extravagantly and without restraint, which has become an unbearable financial burden for me, and only then did I realize her flaw." I took her to the mall and bought her many, many clothes, bags, and shoes. Later on, when she spent all her money on shopping, I used my credit card to buy things for her. Until now, she spends money extravagantly and without restraint, which has become an unbearable financial burden for me, and only then did I realize her flaw.

Wen Jing, who was the last to leave yesterday

"What!" Wen Jing exclaimed in disbelief, "Such a serious matter, who did this?"

It seems that ... ... is ... ...

Chen Xiwan is fifty-six years old this year, full of spirit and vitality, with bright eyes that reveal the vigor he must have had in his youth. He looks at the group of reporters before him, striving to convey simple and sincere words, hoping that everyone will quiet down

Song Zhaixing said slowly: "You are not at fault; you simply have not reconciled with your father in your heart. You resent your father for abandoning you, and as a child, you secretly vowed to take care of your mother just like your father did. Unfortunately, your mother's passing prevented you from fulfilling that vow, so you have sought out one girlfriend after another who resembles your mother. Pei Xin, allow yourself to take a break; you will have a better life."

Wen Jing stood outside the door, watching Wu Cong leave without looking back. She took a deep breath and, after a few seconds, slowly pushed the door open

Prepare for cardiopulmonary resuscitation

Yun Yuehua was about to step forward, but was secretly stopped by Chen Xiwan with one hand, signaling her not to say too much. They calmly watched the reporters, yet the feeling of anxiety within them grew stronger with each question.

Yun Yuehua muttered to herself as she took out the entire stack of documents. She went through them one by one and finally pulled out Lin Fan's medical record from the bottom of the pile

Then you must also consider those patients who do not have social security and lack financial resources; if they were to take medication for an extended period, it would undoubtedly impose a greater economic burden on them

Lin Fan cast a sidelong glance at him, with chestnut-colored hair cascading down beside his ears, bright and soft

Wen Jing quickly responded, and by the time she looked up again, the figure of Yun Yuehua had long since vanished. Glancing at the key in her hand, Wen Jing frowned and muttered, "This is ominous, very ominous"

Is it still necessary to choose between good and bad? Yun Yuehua finds it hard to imagine that he has to argue about such matters.

Song Zhaixing had not responded to him for a long time, until Pei Xin became somewhat impatient, and only then did Song Zhaixing slowly speak: "We have been talking for over an hour, and I now have a basic understanding of you. You have had three girlfriends, and although the extent varies, they all have a habit of shopping frequently. Your current girlfriend, Han Rui, exhibits this behavior even more prominently. Although you believe she has a psychological disorder, you still love her"

Ah? Pei Xin looked at Jian Yifan as if he were an alien species

How could that be? How could one dare to forget the psychological theories of the esteemed elder Freud

Yun Yuehua frowned as she looked at the documents in her hand, then glanced at the computer beside her. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her forehead, and she quickly instructed her, "You need to go to the security office in the hospital and adjust the surveillance footage from our department yesterday."

Yes

Your second girlfriend did not enjoy shopping when she first got to know you

Psychiatry office. Thick clouds press down on the sky, obscuring any trace of sunlight, casting a gloomy atmosphere over the entire department

Song Zhaixing was taken aback, extremely surprised, "You want to awaken him using his subconscious?"

"There is not even a desire to survive?" Song Zhaixing felt a tightness in his chest; this was indeed the most difficult situation to handle

In order to protect patient privacy, we cannot disclose too much information. Lin Fan has been admitted with serious injuries, and we are making every effort to save him; there are no results at this time

Li Weixi remained silent as he stepped forward and slowly lifted Lin Fan's blanket, only to discover that the majority of his upper body was severely injured. Song Zhaixing was taken aback, and Jian Yifan retreated three steps, crying out once more, "Quick, cover him up. I am fainting at the sight of blood..."

Song Zhaixing took the order, glanced at Han Rui, then at Pei Xin, and immediately instructed Wen Jing: "Please prepare a measurement form for Pei Xin again. Han Rui, come with me to the consultation room."

The man shook his head: "Not at all fond of it."

Two individuals pushed their way through the crowded throng, only to discover that the hall was filled with even more onlookers. Observing that the only staircase was crowded with people jostling to ascend, they almost simultaneously shouted to each other: "Stay close to the edge!"

Seeing the red and purple bruises on Lin Fan's face, Jian Yifan instinctively touched the bandage on his forehead and said in disbelief: "How could his father be so cruel as to beat him like this?"

There is no such thing as pure black and white, let alone a subtle distinction between good and bad. If one can spend less money, I believe most people would not care about that 0.1% difference

Jian Yifan was left with a nose full of dust, so he simply kept quiet. Song Zhaixing saw Pei Xin and then glanced at Han Rui's outfit, realizing that he had finally brought his girlfriend along, and quickly asked Wen Jing: "Have the measurement results come out?"

Li Wei nodded slightly, then slowly lifted Lin Fan's nightgown. The upper body was severely injured, and the lower body was not in a much better condition, with bloodstains everywhere, making Song Zhaixing unable to bear to look directly at it

We can only do this much; whether he can wake up depends on you

We have done our best, and with gradual recuperation, he can recover. However, from the vital signs data, it appears that he currently has no desire to survive," the surgeon said helplessly as he looked at Lin Fan on the hospital bed.

Pei Xin choked back his sobs, his peripheral vision directed towards the door, and he said to her: "I will not come again"