Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 193 The Little Girl in the Dream

When the medicine in the syringe was completely injected into the infusion tube, the doctor's eyes showed a smile of success.

But the next second, his eyes widened in disbelief, and without even having time to look back, he collapsed to the ground in an instant like a robot that had lost power.

The moment the doctor fell, the face of the man behind him was revealed.

Handsome yet faintly murderous.

Gong Chen wiped his hands and said, "Take him out."

Chen Jin stepped forward and easily dragged the man away with one hand.

Finally, there was silence in the room.

Gong Chen sat on the edge of the bed and carefully tore off the tape on the back of Lin Zhiyi's hand. The needle inside did not penetrate the skin at all. It was just a trick.

He stroked the back of her hand, staring at her pale and quiet sleeping face, his deep eyes slightly suppressed, and then he lowered his eyelids, hiding all emotions.

He just held her hand tighter.

There was silence for a long time, until his cell phone vibrated, and then he got up and left.

Gong Chen knocked on the door and walked into Li Huan's office.

Li Huan was smoking and gave a bitter smile when he saw the person coming.

"I'm sorry, if it wasn't Li He, there wouldn't be so many things going on. I'm already arranging for him to go abroad."

Gong Chen took out a cigarette and lit it, then threw the cigarette box on the windowsill and said coldly, "Are you sure he will go abroad?"

Li Huan was stunned and bit the cigarette holder hard, looking powerless.

Li He was unwilling and even smashed the room today.

But as a brother, he could not bear to see Li He being used by Song Wanqiu.

He pleaded with a serious face: "Third Master, this is the last time! Consider it my beg!"

Smoke rings lingered between the two of them. Gong Chen glanced at him sideways and said, "For the last time."

Hearing this, Li Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

He put out his cigarette and handed over a piece of paper: "Take a look, do you recognize it?"

Gong Chen glanced at the contents on the paper, which was a string of numbers and words.

, the red house.

"What do you mean?" Gong Chen asked back with a frown.

"I called my friend to ask about what Lin Zhiyi repeated subconsciously. This must be a hint left by the psychotherapy. This string of information is the key to Pandora's box. As for how to use it, my friend, as a psychologist, needs to protect his patients, so he is unwilling to disclose it."

"She has not undergone any psychological treatment." Gong Chen said with certainty.

"I checked, and there really isn't one. I thought you would know the meaning."

Li Huan put the paper on the table.

Gong Chen stared at the string of numbers and suddenly remembered that the time marked on the recording provided by Shen Yan today was last Christmas.

That is...

Gong Chen took out a pen from Li Huan's pocket and divided the number.

Li Huan was surprised and said, "December 12th, 25:20, Red House! Christmas! Did something happen to her last Christmas?"

"No." Gong Chen said immediately.

"Can you at least check it out?" Li Huan asked in surprise.

"I know."

Gong Chen answered promptly and clearly.

Li Huan was stunned for a few seconds before finally reacting.

"You're a peeping Tom! When did you…"

"Stop asking."

Gong Chen did not feel relaxed in the face of Li Huan's joke, but his face became even gloomier.

"Li Huan, did your friend tell me when this suggestion was formed?"

Li Huan nodded: "I said, judging from Lin Zhiyi's occasional loss of control, it won't be too long, just over a year, about before Christmas last year..."

"Eh? That's the wrong time."

"Could it be this year? But this year's Christmas is still more than a month away. Could it be that she still has the ability to predict the future?"

Li Huan looked at Gong Chen with some shock.

"Don't let anyone else know about this, including Lin Zhiyi." Gong Chen took the last puff of his cigarette and lowered his head to twist it: "I'll sleep in your office tonight."

Li Huan stood up quickly.

"No! Your injury has just healed, and you have hardly had any rest since returning from the mountain city. How can your body bear it?"

"You can go back. I have already exchanged the night shift with someone tonight. I will keep an eye on it for you. Besides, don't you have people in the dark too?"

As he said that, he pushed Gong Chen.

Gong Chen rubbed his eyebrows, nodded, turned and walked out of the office.

……

late at night.

Gong Chen sat in the study with his hands on the armrests. The cigarette between his fingers was lit up, and the floating smoke completely hid his expression.

The mobile phone on the table played the recording received from Shen Yan repeatedly.

"...So you secretly wanted to marry the Third Master! And you wanted a family of three! So do you want a daughter or a son?"

"daughter."

"daughter……"

"Female……"

When Gong Chen first heard the recording, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

No matter how many times I listen to it now, I still feel the same way.

Listening to Lin Zhiyi's clear and careful voice, he closed his eyes.

After falling asleep gradually, he, who seldom dreamed, found himself standing in front of a strange yet familiar house.

Suddenly, a little girl ran through the garden.

He immediately chased after him. Although he was only a few steps away, he couldn't catch up after a long time.

The little girl's figure disappeared, but her laughter could be heard from around the house.

Innocent and pure.

Gong Chen subconsciously asked: "Who are you?"

"It's me." The little girl's back suddenly appeared in front of Gong Chen, and she was slowly walking towards the house. "Do you hate me so much? Why can't you recognize me?"

"who are you?"

Outside the dream, Gong Chen clenched his hands tightly, with the cigarette butt tightly grasped in his palms. However, he wanted to see the little girl's appearance so much that he refused to open his eyes.

In the dream, the little girl stopped on the porch.

"Why can't you treat mom well even if I die?"

"Why do you hate us so much?"

Her voice became increasingly sharp, filled with hatred and complaints.

Just as Gong Chen stepped forward, she suddenly turned around and looked up at Gong Chen.

"Dad, why don't you like me? Why did you hurt Mom? I hate you! I hate you!"

"no!"

Gong Chen blurted out subconsciously, and when he reached out to grab the little girl, his hand felt as if it was burned by fire.

When I looked up again, the little girl and the beautiful house were being swallowed up bit by bit by the fire.

"No!"

"Third Master, Third Master..."

Chen Jin's voice woke Gong Chen from his nightmare.

He sat up straight in a cold sweat, opened his hand and found that he was only burned by the cigarette butt.

Chen Jin handed over warm water: "Third Master, what's wrong with you?"

Gong Chen took a sip of water and frowned, "Go find me a photo of Lin Zhiyi when she was a child."

"it is good."

……

After an unknown amount of time, Li Huan, who had just come out of Lin Zhiyi's ward, yawned.

When he was about to go back to the office to take a nap, he suddenly received a WeChat message from Gong Chen.

"What does the little girl in your dreams look like?"

"Brother, how long has it been since this happened? But it's strange to say, I haven't dreamed of her for a while." Li Huan replied.

"Is that so?"

Gong Chen posted a photo of Lin Zhiyi when she was a child.

Li Huan exclaimed, "Wow! She's so pretty! Just like the doll on the shelf!"

"Really?" Gong Chen obviously lost his patience.

Li Huan zoomed in and took a closer look.

"Resembles, but not. This look needs to be neutralized."

"How do we neutralize it?"

"Neutrat it with your deadly look as a child." Li Huan replied very seriously.

"..."