White Wen tried Halyn Austin’s hypnosis countless times and spent most of the year, each time only insisting on advancing a little, but had to pause because the patient was in too much pain to control the risk of collapse.
It lasted for most of this morning, but finally there was a new development.
This progress, however, was not anticipated by all.
“In the late stages of the hypnosis, Halyn was able to describe the faces of the three people and their surroundings clearly, and more importantly, she called out the name of a fourth person who was apparently present at the time, in addition to the three.”
In the car rushing to Hounslow, Amelia Bright was briefly repeating the contents of White Wen’s phone call.
“Joziah Austin?” Emily Guan still couldn’t believe it, “Isn’t he Halyn Austin’s real brother? Is he crazy? If he was there, why didn’t he save her?”
“I’m afraid it’s not just a matter of seeing death.”
Amelia Bright’s eyes were a little cloudy, she had a suspicion in her mind that she didn’t want to say because it was too anti-personality, but it was almost certain.
Bohdi Olson was driving, and he was silent for half a day but had listened, reminding Emily Guan that
“Emily, think about what the northern suburbs of the city is, to be developed, Joziah Austin a person who always hang out in bars and nightclubs, big night to go to that kind of place where there is no entertainment whatsoever for what?”
Emily Guan froze for a moment, her mind spinning fast.
“You guys are saying …”
She couldn’t believe what she had guessed, but seeing Amelia Bright’s pursed lips and Bohdi Olson’s serious look in the car’s rearview mirror, she knew she was right.
“Shit, Joziah Austin is a beast, is he crazy? To do something that designs his own sister?”
Before they all thought Halyn Austin was raped this thing, is Calla Moon planned, after all, she hates the Austin family, for, make revenge things do make sense, not to mention that the three suspects died a bizarre death, in addition to Calla Moon afraid who can not do so clean.
But after all, speculation is speculation, and no one has really caught Calla Moon doing this from the accident until now.
But now it seems that Calla Moon so cunning a person, how could be so easy to do this personally, the biggest possibility is to plan this thing is another person, and she learned, so help that person by hand.
That person is Joziah Austin.
It was almost evening when the three arrived at the hospital.
Halyn Austin because the hypnosis is too deep emotional instability, has been injected by White Wen sedative passed out, the ward inside a mess, see the hypnosis at the time of the situation is not controllable.
White Wen, in a white coat, came out of the ward, closed the door and said with a straight face.
“Jay Mo heard the patient shouted out the name and ran out, I could not stop and did not have time to stop, has sent someone to look for, but until now there is no news.”
“He must have gone to Joziah Austin,” Bohdi Olson said with certainty, fumbling with his cell phone, “I’ll take care of it, I know where Joziah Austin goes.”
White Wen nodded a little, warm look mixed with a little melancholy.
“Okay, go ahead then, Jay Mo seems to be emotionally unstable and the patient’s condition has been no small torture for him during this time, I see that he has reached a point where he needs counseling, just in case he translates this torture to others.”
“Then I’ll go find it.”
“I’m going too.” Emily Guan immediately followed.
Amelia Bright was holding the baby and it was not convenient to follow her, so she had to urge the two figures, “Be careful, don’t be impulsive.”
After saying that, a continuous echo came from the long corridor.
Those two people run fast, especially Emily Guan that look as if the impetuous look as if watching the hilarity is not too big, is really worrying.
“Let’s sit in my office first, the little guy is pretty heavy now too.”
White Wen’s voice came from his side.
“Oh, good.”
Following White Wen towards the office, Amelia Bright noticed that there were spots of blood on the pockets of his white coat, and frowned as she took a few steps forward.
“You’re hurt?”
White Wen gave a slight pause in his steps, lifted his left hand to look at it, and laughed.
“I didn’t expect Doctor Mo, who is usually so calm, to be so unpredictable today, and I couldn’t control the patient at once.”
The scene was breezed by him, but it is not necessary to think about it, a Halyn Austin in deep hypnosis, broken down, plus a manic almost murderous Jay Mo heard Joziah Austin’s name, these two people add up, the ward is an absolute mess.
Just now they also saw in the ward, a mess.
“Sit down.”
White Wen pushed open the door, his office is a temporary arrangement for him in the hospital, because it is a doctor specially invited to Halyn Austin, so the office is not as old-fashioned as other doctors’ offices in the military district, but set up very casual, like a hospitality room, sofas, chairs and tea sets are all available.
“Dr. Wen, what you asked for is here.”
Amelia Bright had just sat down when a nurse came knocking on the door, pushing over a hospital crib with a high clear foot, which was for her and Ann.
“Thanks.”
White Wen said thank you and pushed the crib to the couch.
Amelia Bright is a little bit nervous.
“Ebay, it’s okay, I’ll just sit for a while, and you’re still so careful.”
“It’s okay, you hold your arms for a long time to eat, even if it is eaten, the two arms are too thick in the future does not look good, girls love beauty, you do not want to be unable to wear a dress that shows your arms in the future.”
White Wen took the baby and Anan giggled and let him settle into the crib.
“That’s nice.” He complimented from the bottom of his heart, “It looks a lot like you.”
Amelia Bright smiled, “In fact, it is said that daughters look like their fathers, An An’s eyebrows are too heroic, not very similar to mine.”
She said this with a nonchalant attitude, deliberately ignoring the fleeting look of disillusionment on White Wen’s face.
Normally she would never mention An An’s biological father, half a word, but in front of White Wen, she is deliberate, since she has made a good choice, why ambiguity delaying the life of others.
“I’ll watch the child on the line, you go quickly to deal with the wound on your hand, the weather is warming up in the past two days, do not get infected.”
“Well, good.”
White Wen’s look is a bit dazed, looking very unpleasant.
When he went to look for the medicine box, Amelia Bright face that light smile only converge a few points, coaxing the child, showing a few self-deprecation.
The world’s feelings are fleeting, they can not have, and should not pull others to accompany the funeral.
The creation has already favored Chambers her, can give her a stolen life to start over, the previous life of regret has been enough, now even love can not start over, can not force themselves to let others to settle, and ultimately fall into two lives of debt.
As he was lamenting, a WeChat message popped up on the phone on the table with a ‘ding’.
It’s from Emily Guan.