Xie Qingcheng stared at He Yu: "...you know the first emperor?"

"My father told me, but—" He Yu stared at Xie Qing's pale face.

He Jiwei's words echoed in his mind at that time:

"No normal person can withstand the full treatment of RN13 without dying, it is too tortured."

"The first emperor is just a computer simulation."

"A data that simulates the treatment effects of various diseases as all RN13 subjects."

Xie Qingcheng seemed to understand what he was going to say, and calmly said: "Everyone thinks that the first emperor is a fake, a virtual person, all its experimental data are calculated data, But it's not. No kind of data calculation can be so accurate - the person who has survived the whole process of RN13 healing is me. This secret is known only by one other person besides you and me - and he has passed away. He saved me with this technique."

The words are shocking.

"Yes. I am Chu. That is what you call..."

"The First Emperor."

—

Time goes back nineteen years again.

No, eighteen years ago.

New Year's Eve has passed, and when the first apricot blossoms in spring quietly bloom, Xie Qingcheng was discharged from the hospital.

Three months of treatment, soaking in the solution chamber, cooperating with the oxygen chamber, and taking RN-13 continuously, Xie Qingcheng endured the torture of inhuman treatment in the culture chamber, withstood The whole course of RN13 therapy, as the subject of the secret experiment, became another life saved by RN-13.

But as the saying goes, the gift given by fate has already marked the price in secret.

Although Xie Qingcheng's recovery was amazing, because he was young and his physical fitness was very good, his cell regeneration was more successful than any previous case. But there are still some subtleties that are changing silently.

It seems that the regeneration of the skin has overdrawn his vitality. After this time, he has become a scarred physique. When someone else touches him a little harder, it is easy to leave red marks on his body.

He started to be allergic to more things, not only mangoes, but also many other things. For example, he could drink alcohol, and it was not easy to get drunk, but his body was intolerant to alcohol. He was hot all over, and his energy disappeared quickly.

And his physical strength—

Xie Qingcheng's explosiveness and endurance are very strong. He is a Sanda champion and a master fighter. He has put in a lot of hard work and training since he was a child, and is determined to become a criminal policeman.

However, RN-13 has restored his normal mobility, but he cannot continue to maintain such a high-intensity training.

His skills are still very good, but he just can't get better.

He said, "You can't be a policeman in the future, you must take good care of your body, otherwise your decline will come faster than anyone else. Although it is cruel to say this, it is related to the rest of your life, and I must To tell you the truth—"

"Xie Qingcheng, your lifespan may only be in your forties. If your body is not valued by yourself, perhaps even before the age of forty, you will have systemic organ failure. die."

Xie Qingcheng sat on the packed snow-white hospital bed, quietly listening to Qin Ciyan and him saying these words that no one else in the world knew.

RN-13 is indeed a medicine that transcends normal social cognition, and there is no trace of destructive injury on his body.

The only scar is a little red mole on the back of his neck.

That is the bruise after he was immersed in the drug liquid chamber for three consecutive months and injected the wall-breaking drug from the spinal cord.

All pain is like a nightmare that leaves no trace, only this cinnabar—

It will never disappear again.

Xie Qingcheng returned home.

.

Aunt Li and Xie Xue were waiting for him by the flower wall.

Seeing him back, the woman covered her face and wept, the girl grinned, and when she laughed, she was missing a milk tooth.

"Brother."

"Brother hug!"

None of them knew what happened in Yanzhou. At the earliest, it was because Xie Qingcheng did not have any specific identification on him, and he was in a coma, so he couldn't ask too much. Later, the doctors and nurses learned that both his parents had passed away, and there were no close relatives at home, and they didn't know who to call.

Afterwards, Xie Qing submitted to a private hospital and decided to become a drug tester for rn-13.

This is something that must not be told to the outside world. Qin Ciyan also took a great risk - Xie Qingcheng knew that this would be a secret he had to keep.

In those few months, all they said to everyone was that the patient had undergone a period of closed treatment. do not worry.

Xie Qingcheng took the young Xie Xue from Aunt Li's arms. No one knew that he had spent more than 30 years of life in exchange for this tender reunion in the spring. .

"Xiao Xie, does it hurt? Is there a scar?"

"It doesn't hurt." He said, "Scar...in an invisible position, it's not in the way, Auntie Li."

"Brother, kiss." Xie Xue was still too young after all, no matter how many times she cried when she parted, when she returned to the familiar embrace again, she was still overjoyed and laughed. After picking up a flower, she put her warm hands around Xie Qingcheng's neck, "I want to kiss."

Xie Qingcheng turned his face to the side.

The little sister kissed his slightly pale and transparent skin, and was kissing the wounds that had been **** and terrifying a few months ago.

In the breeze, the little girl's soft eyelashes drooped.

As if she could perceive something, she carefully touched Xie Qingcheng's face.

"Brother, it doesn't hurt anymore."

From that day on, Xie Qingcheng gave up trying to find out the truth of his parents' death.

Truth is important and is never meaningless.

But more important than the truth is life.

He sacrificed his health, dreams, lifespan...was through blood and tears, and returned to the world with the laughter of Xie Xue's broken silver.

He knew he would forever be ashamed of the dead. He can't give the dead person a fact, and he can't give the dead person another explanation.

But he can no longer live up to the living.

Forty years old, there are more than thirty years left... He wants to live well, so he lit a lamp and pen in the long night, listing out the most thorough plans. He calculated his age and Xie Xue's age. He thought that if he could live safely to the age of forty, he would have no regrets.

On the open notebook, the last line reads:

I am 40 years old - Xie Xue is 32 years old

She should have a family.

I will not be concerned.

He closed the book, walked over to the bed, and put the quilt back on her...

He thought he could live in peace like this.

However, in fact, the price of rn-13 for his new life is far from being paid.

Soon, Xie Qingcheng discovered that his body was withering faster than expected. Although he was still smart, his flesh and blood were not like this at all. After returning home, within two months, he developed a high fever several times. When the fever rushed up, he was shocked to realize that he had a tyrannical and bloodthirsty desire.

I want to destroy things, I want to destroy myself.

What's more terrifying is that he found that his perception ability was also rapidly declining - pain, stimulation... These things that were very clear to him before, became more and more difficult to appreciate.

Once he accidentally cut his hand, the incision was deep, and the flesh came out, but he didn't feel much pain.

His temper also began to grow uncontrollably.

He often gets angry because of some inexplicable little things, and once or twice he can even get angry at Xie Xue. In fact, Xie Xue was just clamoring for a little wonton in chicken soup.

The little girl was scolded and choked on the spot in fright. After a while, big tears fell down.

"Wow... Why is my brother so fierce... You are not a brother, you are not a brother!"

Xie Qingcheng recalled afterwards that what Xie Xue meant at the time should be to say that her brother would not treat her like this, and her patience in taking care of her has always been very good.

But he didn't know what was going on at that time, and an evil fire burst out of his chest.

Not only the eardrum was pierced, but even the heart trembled.

He looked back suddenly, and his face was a little distorted.

"Yes. I'm not your brother! Your brother is dead! He should have died long ago!"

"What am I living for? What am I living in so much pain for? For myself? For you to accuse me like this?!"

A face like madness.

Xie Xue was stunned, unable to say anything.

Xie Qingcheng saw her own reflection in her wide open eyes...

Like a ghost.

Although every time he regained consciousness, he would be extremely remorseful, wondering if he was crazy at the time, and why he did such a thing.

However, the number of episodes is more and more frequent, and each episode is worse and more out of control than the previous one.

He realized something was wrong.

This medicine may have unexpected side effects—

So, after another mental breakdown, Xie Qingcheng curled up helplessly for a long time, trembling in the painful aftertaste, and finally dialed the contact number that Qin Ciyan left him...

Qin Ciyan also heard that rn-13 can cause these psychological symptoms for the first time.

He immediately flew back to Shanghai and took Xie Qingcheng for a series of physical examinations. All the indicators were almost normal, but Xie Qingcheng was sick.

At that time, the mental illness caused by rn-13 had not been named, and there was no very specific case report. Qin Ciyan thought that Xie Qingcheng was simply too mentally stressed and introduced him to A doctor in a mental hospital in Shanghai conducts psychological intervention.

The doctor is not irresponsible, he gave Xie Qingcheng a very systematic treatment process.

During that time, Xie Qingcheng took a lot of psychotherapy drugs, some of which even made his thinking sluggish and confused, but could not fundamentally relieve his inner pain. .

As soon as the medication was stopped, he became increasingly depressed and manic.

Day after day, Xie Qingcheng couldn't take it anymore. He has always been very strong. He has never been defeated by physical pain, but he was finally destroyed by mental torture.

Xie Qingcheng finally collapsed.

Mental illness is a ubiquitous evil, enough to make formerly gritty young people wither from the heart.

Xie Qingcheng's consciousness didn't seem to be his own anymore, he took a knife... and put it on his wrist.

—

"I want to live."

"I want to watch her grow up."

"Doctor Qin, can you help me..."

Such a strong voice seems to have echoed from a previous life.

The blade was wiped down.

It was very deep, and the blood spurted out...

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes.

It turns out that death is actually so easy for a person with a tormented heart.

Blood dripping from the wound...

At the entrance of the rainy alley in the middle of the night, under the wide rain-covered roof, Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes and let his life pass from the wound bit by bit.

He doesn't seem to be Xie Qingcheng anymore.

He is nothing but an empty shell, a decaying corpse…

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Indistinctly, a man seemed to get out of a taxi.

The man was tall and sturdy, holding a black plain umbrella, very similar to his father...

Qin Ciyan didn't expect to return to Shanghai in the evening. On the way back from the airport, he wanted to take a walk around Xie Qingcheng's house, but he saw such a miserable scene.

He ran out of the car and extended his hand to the boy who was curled up on the steps—

"What are you doing? Aren't you in pain?"

Xie Qingcheng looked up at him, like a homeless animal.

Lips moved, but there was no sound.

The kid on the bus: "Let's go. It's alright. I'll take you to the hospital."

"I'll take you to the hospital, Xiao Xie, hold on."

From that day on, Qin Ciyan knew that Xie Qingcheng's illness was not a simple and ordinary mental problem.

He hung up with his old classmates in the United States. The old classmates heard about this and overturned the relevant medical records, and found that some of the drug testers in the United States had similar cases.

But none of those people lived long.

The physical and mental damage is too great. At the end, they are constantly fighting against the most negative emotions of human beings.

More terrible than physical pain is emotional despair.

After Qin Ciyan finished the call, he stood alone on the balcony of his house for a long time.

He really liked Xie Qingcheng very much. As long as he looked at the boy who used to be strong and sensible, no one would dislike him.

And if anyone can finally overcome the pain of the heart, Qin Ciyan feels that it must be Xie Qingcheng.

As long as someone can truly understand him and accompany him.

Qin Ciyan happened to be seconded at work and could stay in Shanghai for half a year.

So he made a decision.

I decided to take Xie Qingcheng by my side often, as if he was an adopted son.

And rn-13 is used as an illegal drug, not to mention his career, Xie Qingcheng is very likely to be regarded as an experimental target and face a terrible threat.

So almost no one knows that Qin Xie and the two are very close.

Qin Ciyan loves Xie Qing like a half-father.

In that half-year-long relationship, Qin Ciyan became Xie Qingcheng's spiritual pillar.

No matter what negative emotions Xie Qingcheng has, Professor Qin can tolerate him.

Qin Ciyan's wisdom, Qin Ciyan's extensive knowledge and knowledge, and it gave Xie Qingcheng, who had lost his ideals, a new light.

He can't be a policeman.

But he might be a doctor.

A doctor like Qin Ciyan.

The sun rises and the moon sets, Qin Ciyan instructs Xie Qingcheng to relieve his emotions without realizing it, and at the same time teaches Xie Qingcheng to lead him into the gate of Xinglin.

Similar to He Yu's research into hacking technology, the young Xie Qingcheng immersed himself in his studies, which also played a distracting effect, and his condition was gradually controlled in this way.

Qin Ciyan asked him to go to the research institute opened by his friend to study in his spare time as an ordinary student. This motivated him to continue to overcome difficulties.

The institute was sponsored by He Jiwei.

However, no one knows that Qin Ciyan and Xie Qingcheng have a very close relationship. Qin Xie and Qin Xie are always indifferent in front of outsiders, like a nodding acquaintance. If Qin Ciyan wanted to give Xie Qingcheng some learning opportunities, he would always use the name of some youth interest groups instead of directly instigating his friends to let Xie Qingcheng join the group.

Xie Qingcheng also lived up to Qin Ciyan's high expectations. He is an uncompromising genius, and he can quickly integrate any knowledge.

rn—13 seems to have made his mind smarter. In this short period of more than ten years, Xie Qingcheng privately followed Qin Ciyan to complete the pedagogy that is absolutely beyond the reach of normal people .

In addition to medicine, Xie Qingcheng has also made amazing breakthroughs in the field of life sciences. He even started working privately on adjuncts to rn-13, studying his own pathology as a psychiatric Ebola patient.

Then one day, Xie Qingcheng made an unexpected discovery—

He himself is a good experimenter.

It is precisely because of the complete use of rn-13 that as the first patient, he can complete some drug experiments that normal people can never bear.

Through those experiments, he could find answers in many areas of common diseases and create new directions of healing—

There is a sense of Shennong tasting all kinds of herbs.

Xie Qingcheng felt that his short life might not be meaningless.

Although he can no longer be the former Xie Qingcheng, he must abandon his original dream and the desire to pursue the truth of his parents' death.

But at least he's no longer a wretch.

He can make his pain bloom bright red, he can let his life illuminate those who are in pain, and he can take them out of the long, suffocating darkness.

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