The hostess died when she came up

Chapter 8

It has to be admitted that Wang Jiangnan is very competent professionally.His concern for the author is almost sincere, although it cannot exceed his pursuit of performance.But that doesn't mean he's not a good editor.Chen's legs were almost all digged and supported by him. Not only the codes, but he was also very busy with Chen Dashen's life.

Now, Chen Dashen is exhausted, he can't finish writing a book, and he has lost self-control.A lot of so-called creatives have to go to extremes to keep themselves alive.All these secret things are kept silent.

There are also people who, for some reason, such as wealthy, famous, midway through an urgent schedule, or some unspeakable business, cannot be taken away by abstinence, and they will look for alternatives.

The four clinics on the document are such "alternatives".Qualified doctors, private hospitals or doctor's studios provide semi-compulsory abstinence treatment for addicted patients with strict privacy protection.Even better, as doctors, they can legally use the drug…

But Lin Ang is not such a doctor.

She also didn't understand why Wang Jiangnan insisted on finding her since there were already four such clinics that could accept her.

The two hours of this appointment were quickly over.

"I see," Wang Jiangnan looked at his watch, his chubby face wrinkled together. "Just give it a try, my mission is complete." After finishing speaking, he left swiftly, which surprised Lin Ang.

Before I had time to think about it, the next person who made an appointment was a lady, Luo Yidie, 27 years old, who reported obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The door was gently pushed open, Lin Ang looked up and saw a pair of bird-like eyes.She stood beside the reception sofa, her voice was as soft as a cloud in the blue sky. "I'm Chen Yiqi's wife." She smiled slightly, her lips curled up.

Lin Ang was speechless.This is a harmless face, youthful, with a sweet atmosphere. Just now, the hurried look in the waiting hall has caused people to daydream, but a close look makes people feel comfortable. She is really beautiful.

"I hope you can come and treat my husband." She was suddenly very serious, and the smile disappeared. "Those clinics will give him medicine in private, just for a while sober, so he can continue to type. But I really hope he can quit, completely quit. I know you are a really good doctor, you have treated alcohol dependence, and, you A man of integrity."

Lin Ang nodded blankly.She felt illusory about what the sweet girl said, though she did know how the clinics worked behind the scenes.Chen Yiqi's wife seems to be a well-behaved girl, maybe she shouldn't be called a girl, she is 27 years old, if the appointment information is correct.

This wife exudes an extremely sweet smell, showing good self-cultivation in her gestures, not like a girl who would impulsively marry an Internet writer whose life is chaotic.Domestic violence, drug addiction - this Internet writer really has no room for whitewashing.

"He is very talented," said the sweet girl as if seeing through Lin Ang's thoughts, "everyone cares about him, his editor, parents, lover...everyone, they all care about him very much." She lightly Laughed, "They care about when he can continue to write, whether he can continue to create value, make money, make more money, whether his ranking on the rich list of writers is higher...Only I care about him The body, the person—just me."

She nodded to Lin Ang and walked away.Lin Ang watched her walk out of the consultation room and meet Wang Qiuyu in the waiting hall, her posture was sweet and lonely.

Girls who live in self-sacrifice...?Lin Ang was puzzled.How did she know I had been treated for alcoholism?

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The next morning, just as Lin Ang entered the consultation room, before he had time to open the appointment form, a light purple figure slid in.She also wore a gray and white polka-dot scarf, wearing sunglasses, and her face was pale.She took off her sunglasses and smiled hesitantly.

"Doctor Lin, did I come too early?"

"It's okay, Ms. Luo. Please sit down."

She receded into the guest sofa, looking exhausted like a cat just after its bath, or rather, like a knot.Lin Ang gave her a glass of water.The water cup in the consulting room is a wide and short cup with a white lotus flower printed on the bottom of the cup.Holding the water glass with both hands, she took a sip slowly.

"I still can't find him." She said, "I called the four clinics one by one, but they all said that he was not in. That kind of clinic has always been very confidential. If the person does not allow it, even the immediate family can No news is allowed.”

"Do you know that I have been treated for alcohol dependence?" Lin Ang asked unexpectedly.

"Well, the treatment was successful, and the other party never drank again, right?"

"I've only had one alcohol-dependent patient in five years, and I haven't treated her."

She froze.Lin Ang showed no expression.

So she put down the cup carefully, leaned back, and smiled at Lin Ang.

"We have a neighbor whose younger brother and sister often drink heavily. Sometimes they do things like crazy, which makes this sister very headache." She picked up the glass again and stared at the lotus flower at the bottom of the glass.

Lin Ang narrowed his eyes. "Zhou Wenyang is your friend?"

She smiled, "It's not a friend, it's just a neighbor. A lady like her looks down on people like us who 'have no money but barely live in a villa'."

Lin Ang waited quietly without speaking.There was a silence.She glanced at Lin Ang quickly, turned her gaze away, and said very softly: "Chen Rui—that is, Chen Yiqiu—before he became a writer, he was a small jewelry store owner. Yes, many people would never think of it. , Chen Rui is actually a rich second generation. They have known each other for a long time."

Lin Ang quickly caught the point.

"I heard that Mr. Chen has disappeared for two weeks?" Lin Ang changed the subject.

"Three weeks. Plus these few days."

"Could it be going out of Beijing to relax?"

"No, I've checked his card records, cell phone communication records, and others... It's exactly the same as when this happened before. So I'm pretty sure he's in one of the four clinics."

"Is he always like this?"

"He's just too scared..." There was a bright light in the tired girl's eyes, but this kind of light made Lin Ang sad, "He loves me, he is a smart and funny person, he treats me very well when he doesn't take medicine Well, he's just afraid that his ability to write will disappear...how could that be, he's such a talented man."

"How often does he take his medicine?"

She raised her bird-like eyes, "Every day, Dr. Lin, he takes it every day. Editor Wang also knows about it. Those clinics didn't help him at all, and he took medicine even more frequently. They Just changed his medication - it is said to be less addictive and have fewer side effects. How is that possible?"

she cried. "Please take him to you. He's not smoking, he's just taking medicine, but I'm afraid he's getting to that point soon, and the medicine won't satisfy him anymore... We'll find him, Dr. Lin, When I find him, I want to ask you to take him in and cure him... Please..."

Lin Ang stood up.The weather is very hot, even if the building's air conditioner is turned on to 19 degrees, it is still hot.The room was stuffy, Lin Ang opened the curtains to block the sun, but the windows could not be opened.

"How are you going to find him?"

"Editor Wang said he has a solution."

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Editor Wang's method is very simple.

The cunning editor guessed that the indifferent Dr. Lin had already been moved. Of course, who could refuse a sweet girl with tears?So he grandly waited outside the clinic during off-duty hours—now that he was sure, he didn't need to spend extra money to chat.

Wang Qiuyu intends to ask Lin Ang to investigate which clinic is most likely to detain Chen's leg.

"I'm a doctor, not a detective."

"No, no, listen to me, Dr. Lin," the ramblings started again, "I also did some research, I checked the purchase, sales and inventory of those clinics, they did it very carefully, and many medicines went to the black market , but I can’t hide it from me—who doesn’t have a few classmates and friends, right, Dr. Lin?”

Wang Qiuyu took out a printed booklet, "This is their medication records. They are all small clinics..."

"You might as well take the police to find them one by one." Lin Ang became irritable.

"No, you can't alert the police. My god, the drugs he took won't pass the drug test—it won't work either. If you don't report this situation, you won't be transferred." Wang Qiuyu licked her thin hair habitually.

Lin Ang took the brochure and checked it, and there was nothing unusual.If I had to say, there were two clinics that had a bit too much opioid consumption -- unusual for a psychiatric clinic.But considering that they are also "special" clinics, it doesn't mean that Chen Yiqi is here.

"What kind of medicine does Mr. Chen usually take?"

"I don't know about that. The medicine that the Great God takes is in paper bags, without packaging, and is usually hidden in his study."

"Come to my house and have a look?" a sweet voice sounded.

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