Do you know Tang Xin?

"My last name is Chen, what a coincidence."

A middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties interrupted Lin Zi's train of thought. She had a faint hospital-specific smell, which was related to her occupation. She was a nurse in Chen Sushu's new drug laboratory.

"I work in a drug testing laboratory, but it's not a strange doctor. I'm a nurse."

Her words caused a low laugh, and Chen Sushu also laughed.

She is also the name in the phone book, Chen Ling, Lin Zi remembered.

Chen Ling asked Lin Zi, "You said on the phone that you are a psychiatrist and Tang Xin is your patient?"

Lin Zi shook his head.

"Sister Ling, let's go back first!"

"Go home and be safe." Chen Ling smiled and said goodbye to the young man who was about to leave the laboratory.

I have worked in a drug testing laboratory for several years, and the people who come to test drugs are all young people, and their bodies can withstand tossing.After all, the medicine is three-point poisonous, not to mention the medicine that has not yet passed the test. People change batch after batch, and some people suffer from depression because they cannot stand the side effects of the medicine and have a stronger discomfort than the reaction of the test medicine. few.It is also because of this that the remuneration for testing medicine is very high, so people who come to test medicine are roughly divided into two types: for money and for fun.

I don't do any of these types soon, except...

After stopping to clean, Chen Ling glanced at the closed door of the lounge. Tang Xin was trying the sedative today.

He was a strange man, neither of which had anything to do with him.

Chen Ling stretched out her hand to knock on the door and then put it down. Tang Xin donated her salary to charity every time, with a serious attitude, but she never talked about anything unrelated to medicine. Even when describing the results of the medicine, her expression was indifferent.

Lin Zi lowered his head, "He's just not good at expressing himself."

Chen Ling looked at him, and felt that Lin Zi and Tang Xin were somewhat similar, "Probably, after all, you are a psychiatrist, and maybe you understand other people's psychology better than us."

No, I don't know Tang Xin at all.Lin Zi said silently.

It was dark, and there was still no movement in the lounge. The researchers in the institute were off work, and the doctors on duty were left behind. Chen Ling had already changed her clothes and was ready to go home.The occupational disease made her unable to resist knocking on the door to remind Tang Xin that she could go back.

Before reaching out, the door opened from the inside.

Chen Ling withdrew her hands. She didn't know why, but she always felt scared from the bottom of her heart when facing Tang Xin, who was much younger than her. It was ridiculous for a person in her thirties to be afraid of a little boy. "It's getting dark and you still not going back?" Chen Ling unconsciously raised her voice.

Tang Xin nodded politely and left.

Chen Ling didn't know why she was afraid of Tang Xin. He had no expression and his eyes were broken. If he really wanted to describe it specifically, he could only use walking dead.Occasionally he still smokes, but not much, but it's that dead look that makes people hard to see through.

smokes?

Lin Zi fell into deep thought, Tang Xin went to the hospital because of quitting smoking and met himself and Mo Yifu.

Tang Xin had a very faint tobacco smell that could hardly be smelled. Lin Zi usually hated the smell of cigarettes. Whenever Mo Yifu smoked secretly, he was immediately discovered, but Lin Zi never felt the smell of tobacco on Tang Xin.

Without Mo Yifu, I would probably fall in love with Tang Xin.

And Mo Yifu has already fallen in love with Tang Xin whether he has me or not?

"Not long after, Tang Xin participated in the experiment of a new drug for the treatment of neurasthenia, and he hasn't appeared in the laboratory since then." Chen Ling's voice brought Lin Zi back to his senses.

"Who's in there?" Chen Ling had a rest yesterday, and a do-not-disturb sign was hung at the door of the work lounge today.

"Tang Xin."

"What is it this time?" Chen Ling got a little headache when she heard that it was Tang Xin. He stayed late, so we would meet again.

"Looks like a depression suppressant."

Chen Ling frowned. Although she didn't have to take care of Tang Xin, she had a bad impression of Tang Xin. She tried to stay away from the rest room during work all afternoon to avoid meeting Tang Xin.In the evening, when she was getting ready to leave work, she had to pass by the lounge. Chen Ling passed by thinking that Tang Xin had already gone back.

"I had a dream."

As soon as she walked to the door of the lounge, she heard Tang Xin's undulating and emotionless voice from inside, and Chen Ling stopped involuntarily.

"About what?" the researcher's voice.

"A cat, a very small cat, with gray fur." ​​Tang Xin's voice was soft with a smile for the first time, and Chen Ling couldn't move her feet.