Criminal Psychology

Of course, Lin Chen had also thought that if one day he was lucky enough to be able to be linked to Xuncong, then they would definitely have an interesting life, and it turned out that his guess was correct.

After saying "goodbye" to Xun Conglian, he took out the headset and walked out of the ward with a thick stack of medical examination reports to be filled out by the doctor.

The moment the door opened, the medical staff pushing the hospital bed whistled past, Lin Chen took two steps back and stood back inside the door frame.

At a glance of Jinghong, he saw an old man lying on the hospital bed, and people felt that the fate was impermanent, which was often the moment.

He still remembered that when he walked through the intensive care unit yesterday, he had seen the old man educate his subordinates with energy and energy, but now he was lying in the hospital bed and knowing nothing, as if only a breath was left.

In the distance, the elevator door was wide open, the bed was quickly pushed in, the iron gate was closed, and the number of words on the floor of the elevator quickly sank.

The slow footsteps rang from behind him, Lin Chen turned his head, and unexpectedly saw the young subordinate who was taught by the old man yesterday.

They glanced at each other, and the young man in a suit and skirt avoided his sight, and did not mean to run after the bed.

Lin Chen held the medical report and looked at each other briefly. Turn your toes and walk towards each other.

The young man's hair is very soft, as if to deliberately emphasize his temperament, and his hair style has been cut short, so it looks very out of place. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a wide-fitting suit that didn't fit well. He looked ridiculous, without much pain and resentment, but was at a loss.

"Hello." Lin Chen said hello.

"It made you laugh."

He didn't expect the other party to respond like this: "Smile?"

The young man's head was lowered even lower: "When I was instructed by the chairman yesterday, you didn't happen to pass by."

Lin Chen was even more surprised. Just such a short eye contact yesterday, the young man could remember him, and now he specifically mentioned such awkward things. Based on the principle of speaking, he asked strangely: "Why mention this suddenly?"

"I ..." The young man murmured, although he didn't know if he should say something, but continued to say, "I thought ... you want to come to me and talk about something. I thought this was the beginning, would ……meeting……"

He patted the other person's shoulder very slowly, explaining for the other person: "It will make you think that it is better to start a caring conversation like that at the beginning?"

The young man rubbed his face with his hands, shook his head, and turned to leave.

Lin Chen is also very helpless. Why does he just go out for a physical examination, he will encounter such unclear things. After the young man took a step, he called each other: "I'm going to the medical examination now, it will take about an hour. If you are free, can you stay with me?"

The young man turned and nodded strongly.

Lin Chen stood at the entrance of the elevator. The young man beside him pressed the elevator for him very politely. He seemed to be used to this kind of work. When the elevator door opened, the other party held the door and asked him to go in.

"The chairman is sick, don't you need to accompany him?" Standing in the elevator, Lin Chen casually found a topic to talk to the other party.

"I was mad at the chairman. He told me to get rid of me and never show me in front of him again."

The young man's voice was thin and soft, and it sounded cut off the next moment it sounded. Lin Chen thought about this sentence again. The normal chairman would only say "you don't use it to work tomorrow" when you don't like the subordinates. "Tang" and "Don't show up in front of me" are not always right .

"Then resign." He thought about it, then answered.

The young man glanced resentfully.

"He's never going to be your father, so he needs to be so inflexible."

The young man smiled bitterly.

What suddenly Lin Chen understood: "He is really your father?"

The young man bowed his head again, and the chicken pecked lightly.

"Is the relationship between rich people so distorted, the son wants to call his father's chairman ..." Lin Chen said that there was no reason to think of Xing Lianlian.

In fact, since the sentence of confession was even confessed, he has always avoided thinking about this issue. Who knows what the Xing family will do because they find a colleague from the grandfather and grandson? Lian's parents wouldn't come to throw a check in front of him, but the ideas of rich people are hard to tell.

When Lin Chen was in a very strange thought, the young man who followed him finally couldn't help but say: "I ... the chairman has always disliked me ... I think I'm too weak ... and I recently made a mistake Big mistake ... a bidding case failed ... the chairman got angry ... is it my fault? "

Hearing this sentence, Lin Chen turned his head and suddenly realized that since he encountered Duanyang, he may have a special constitution that attracts confused young people, why now this gentle young man who meets each other has begun to tell him personally Mind journey.

Lin Chen sighed and the elevator door opened.

He walked out first, and the young man hurried out like a little duck who got lost.

"You said your father was ill, what is it?" Lin Chen stood at the elevator and looked at the floor instructions on the first floor.

"High blood pressure, but doctors say there may be cerebral hemorrhage ..." the young man said.

"If you have a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, should you send it for MRI first?" Lin Chen walked to the right as instructed.

"what did you say?"

"It's nothing."

"I don't know why, I just want to talk about you, I really ... I'm sorry ... my sexuality isn't that good?"

"It can only be said that your personality is not suitable for the job you are doing, such as being responsible for ..." Is the bidding case? "Lin Chen said as he walked.

"You're too direct." The young man couldn't bear it.

"Actually, your personality problem is a bit inappropriate. To be precise, you should be a typical slime. You can remember me in a short period of time, indicating that your intelligence and memory should be very good. You are suitable to be a scientist or artist, but the factory is wasted. "Lin Chen said comfortably.

"You! How do you know I'm in a factory!"

"The suit pocket you wear is embroidered with" Guanghua Chemical "."

The young man nervously touched his pockets and said embarrassingly, "I ... I used to do chemistry before, but the chairman said that I would take over the factory in the future. I ca n’t do this, so I transferred out for management, but I really do n’t understand. Those ones."

"Actually, you know what you can and cannot do, it's not easy." Lin Chen comforted him and took him to the right.

At the end of the aisle is a closed MRI room, and the door panels reflect silver light from the metal.

The young man also saw there, and the words trembled: "You ... I ..."

Lin Chen folded up the medical checklist and tucked it in his pocket: "Since he is your father, let me accompany you."

He didn't know what was wrong with this sentence, and the eyes of the young man turned red instantly.

There are always a lot of people who come and go every day in the MRI room. Lin Chen stayed with the young people for a while, watching the patients and their families come in and out, listening to the other person talking intermittently with the chairman.

The young man said that he was Zhan Tianming, and he was only one word behind that famous railway expert. He hoped that Dad would live, because he was worried that he would take the heavy responsibility of managing the entire factory, but felt that such a mentality was too selfish. He hoped that he could become stronger, but his personality problem became a deep trouble for him. He Can't control people.

Zhan Tianming didn't have too much deep feelings for his father. This stems from the constant criticism and lessons in his growing up. His father is in charge of everything in his life, including his chemistry major at university and now requires him to transfer from research to management. Arrangements, and these arrangements are entirely based on consideration of the factory.

Lin Chen listened silently, and established a psychological file about the young man in his heart. Zhan Tianming's case is typically excessive, and families with distorted father-son relationships always have similarities. And he also quickly understood why Mr. Zhan Tianming would just grab someone and start expressing his inner emotions, because in the life that Mr. Zhan Xian was under the strict control of his father, he really had no one to talk to.

After a while, the isolation door of the MRI room was moved again, and Zhan Dong's doctor came out, and Zhan Tianming rushed forward.

"The patient's cerebral hemorrhage is still relatively serious, but there should be no danger to life for the time being, and conservative treatment is recommended ..." The doctor said a lot.

After listening for a long time, Zhan Tianming finally asked, "Chairman, will you get better?"

"You also know that the brain is difficult to say. The specific damage depends on the absorption of congestion. I still lower my blood pressure in the early stage and will cooperate with some drugs that absorb cerebral congestion. However, brain damage is irreversible because the drugs that can be selected are also There are many. Specific treatment plans will be decided after the consultation ... "The doctor wore a mask. When he said that, he stopped suddenly." I remember Zhan Dong is a pharmaceutical company? "

"We are a chemical company and we also produce pharmaceutical-related chemical excipients, but to be precise, they cannot be regarded as professional pharmaceutical companies." Zhan Tianming answered very honestly.

"If you can get some Nordlen through special channels, it may be better for Zhan Dong's recovery."

Hearing this, Zhan Tianming's expression was obviously lowered: "Nordren ...?"

Lin Chen had been sitting at the door of the MRI room before. When he heard the word "Nordlen", he looked at the doctor in surprise. The doctor was about forty years old, and he didn't look hypocritical when he mentioned Nordlen. It seemed that he was recommended to patients because the effect was really significant. And listening to the doctor's words, Nordren has not yet officially launched in large quantities, so it can only be obtained through special channels, so he does not have much need to make recommendations out of interest.

"Do you ... know Nordlen?" Lin Chen stood up from the bench and asked the doctor.

"You are?" The doctor hesitated.

"I ... are Mr. Zhan's friends." Lin Chen looked at Zhan Tianming and replied.

"Oh." The doctor didn't ask much, and answered frankly, "This medicine has a close relationship with our neurology department, so I have been following and observing it. The clinical effect is really good, but this is a late treatment. Congestion is mainly absorbed by drugs. "

Hearing that Lin Chen suddenly remembered the scene when Duan Yang took him to the hospital for the first time. They were at the door of neurology and looked at the old man who was unable to move due to brain injury. Duan Yang who listened explained to him what kind of landmark medicine .

"This medicine is really so good?" Suddenly, the family members of the nearby patients leaned over.

The aunt had a loud voice, and there were many family members at the door of the MRI room. When the word "medicine" was heard, more people came together.

"In the pharmaceutical industry, the standard of good and bad is difficult to set," the doctor said frankly.

The aunt grabbed the doctor: "Did you just say okay, my old man also had cerebral congestion last time, and now hemiplegia, is there any cure with this medicine?"

"It depends on your husband's case to determine the specific situation, which is difficult to tell."

"We don't understand your doctor's words!" Aunt dissatisfied. "Tell me the truth."

Looking at more and more patients' families around them raising their ears, Lin Chen slowly said, "But I remember that Norderon's listing process was quite complicated, and it killed people."

"I don't know much about this." The doctor put the mask back on. "I just proposed a plan. I remember which hotel Zhou Rui will hold a new drug briefing tomorrow. If you are interested, you can check it out. It ’s better to know where to drive than to listen to me. "

After the doctor said, Zhan Dong's bed was just pushed out. After nodding with them, the doctor followed the bed and left.

However, the family members of the patients at the door of the MRI room exploded.

The aunt with a sharp ear grabbed Mr. Zhan: "Does your family have a relationship, can you get this medicine, it is not great, you tell me about it."

Lin Chen backed up to the wall, avoiding the family members of the patients who came from the storm like a storm, and watched Mr. Zhan become a sampan in the wind and waves, and was pulled and pulled again. Was scratched. I think this person talked too much ink, and people around him finally let him go.

Mr. Zhan Tianming was determined to be in place. Since the appearance of the word "Nordlun" just now, Mr. Zhan has been depressed.

Seeing this, Lin Chen walked over and patted the other's shoulder, and asked, "Is your failed bid before related to Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical?"