Chapter 872: A deathly silence, seemingly alive but actually dead.
After offering some words of comfort to Hu Pei, who was still immersed in grief, Xiao He didn't ask them if they wanted to take a group photo again, and simply said goodbye to them.
Asking them if they wanted to take a group photo at this point was truly hellish, considering that all the equipment from the entire production crew had already been taken away.
Xiao He could only hope that Hu Pei could come up with a way to at least salvage some of the content this time.
However, the Xiang Sheng case involves far more than just human trafficking; it also involves a sinister international conspiracy...
Therefore, Xiao He felt that instead of trying to preserve the content filmed on the ship, Director Hu Pei should try to find a way to reshoot in other parts of Hong Kong as soon as possible. It would be good if the guests on the ship were still there, and according to the program's schedule, they still had a chance.
Of course, this is all predicated on Hu Pei and his team being able to borrow recording equipment; otherwise, with nothing at hand, it would truly be a case of "a skilled cook cannot make a meal without rice"...
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After disembarking, Xiao He [N O V E L I G H T] was secretly taken to the hospital by the police for a check-up.
He was accompanied by Liu Rulan, Lao Qi, Shu Han, and Tong Junhui.
Xiao Chen, who was waiting in Victoria Harbour, also received the news. However, Victoria Harbour was already overcrowded, and the roads were basically completely blocked and paralyzed. So Xiao Chen was stuck there in his car and couldn't get over for a while.
Fortunately, the situation here doesn't require him to come immediately.
After all, the most seriously injured person was Shu Han, and after a thorough examination at the hospital, Xiao He was found to have no problems. So the hospital issued a no-injury report on the spot. As for Lao Qi, he had beaten up a few people when he helped seize the crane cab, and he had some minor redness and abrasions on the back of his hand, which required medication. Otherwise, he was fine.
Meanwhile, the hospital was bustling with activity, and the doctors were simply too busy to keep up. After admitting Shu Han for observation and confirming that Xiao He had no other problems, they hurriedly went to see other emergency patients.
—Besides Xiao He and his group, there are also a large number of victims brought in by the police.
These are all people they rescued from the Xiang Sheng.
This hospital is the best public general emergency hospital in Hong Kong and has the best high-risk maternal care center in the city, making it very suitable to receive these victims.
In contrast, Xiao He and his group actually came along by chance.
So when the doctor finished his work and left in a hurry, no one was angry. Instead, Xiao He stood up, walked to the door, and looked out into the corridor.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao He was so frightened by the eerie and terrifying silence outside that his scalp tingled.
One after another, rescued victims were carefully wheeled in by medical staff, undergoing basic examinations by emergency room doctors, and then triaged according to their conditions. In such chaotic circumstances, the outside should have been noisy and bustling, perhaps even filled with the excited cries and screams of victims finally being rescued...
However, there was no sound outside.
The only sounds were the mechanical noise of the instruments, the hurried footsteps of the doctors, and their whispered conversations.
The rescued people, who should have been able to express their emotions, were mostly weak and lay motionless on the emergency beds, without crying out or struggling, leaving only a deep silence.
The long imprisonment and torment had long since worn away all their emotions. Their faces were covered with a numb, ashen white, as if most of their souls had been taken away. They lay silently on the bed, as if they had simply been moved from one prison ship to another place where they were passively staying. The despair had not dissipated in the slightest.
The place is eerily quiet right now, with a heavy weight of suffering pressing down on everyone.
Even if you escape the control of the villains, the insults, torture, and fear of death will become indelible scars that may resurface every night and from then on, from which you will never be able to escape.
What kind of scene was that?
Xiao He couldn't explain it; he just watched the scene silently, feeling a tightness in his chest.
The exhilaration of the standoff and encirclement at sea just now was completely overwhelmed by the boundless desolation before my eyes.
He had never seen such a quiet emergency room.
Countless people have come to the emergency room seeking survival, but those who have come here now seem to be in a situation where they are unable to live or die.
Just then, someone pressed down on his shoulder.
Xiao He turned around and saw that it was Tong Junhui.
"Although this may sound a bit strange, I would still like to remind you that if you don't want to be too influenced by other people's emotions, it's best to watch less of it."
Tong Junhui spoke with a hint of comfort in his words.
Xiao He was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked directly at the person in front of him: "Why?"
"Maybe it's because we're the same kind of people."
Tong Junhui chuckled self-deprecatingly and then said, "The most important thing about experiential learning is experience. It requires constantly immersing oneself in the role and empathizing with others. For some people, this is just a method, but for others, it may be an innate talent."
"However, talent can sometimes be a burden, making it easy for people to be immersed in the negative emotions of others, causing emotional consumption and psychological backlash, making it difficult to detach themselves."
"Therefore, the experiential school later either went from one extreme to the other, or gradually lost its spirituality and became completely ordinary."
Although his tone was relatively calm, Tong Junhui's words inevitably carried a hint of emotion and helplessness. This was also the first time Xiao He had heard Tong Junhui speak to him so sincerely.
Like a senior figure, he sincerely offered advice based on his own experience.
However, from a certain perspective, Tong Junhui is indeed his senior.
In the past, the teaching materials were mostly negative examples.
But Xiao He knew that Tong Junhui had always been kind and sincere to him, and that he said those words only because he didn't want this incident to leave a shadow on him.
This realization made Xiao He, who had always inflicted psychological trauma on others, find it somewhat amusing.
He sincerely thanked Tong Junhui: "I know, thank you, Brother Tong."
After a moment of silence, he continued, "But please rest assured, Brother Tong, I won't let my emotions remain just that."
"If there's something I want to do, I'll definitely do it. Putting emotions into action is a way to release them, isn't it?"
He said it so earnestly.
"If we are only afraid of being influenced by other people's emotions, so we don't look at or experience things, then wouldn't life be much less meaningful?"
Tong Junhui fell into thought upon hearing Xiao He's words and did not reply. However, Liu Rulan, who had walked over from the side, heard Xiao He's declaration, which sounded like that of a rebellious child. She couldn't help but let a "╬" like an angry symbol from a comic book pop up on her forehead again, and raised her hand to punch Xiao He on the head: "Why does it sound to me that someone knows he was wrong, but will he do it again next time?"
Xiao He: "Oh dear, Sister Liu, these two things don't seem to have anything to do with each other! How did you jump to this topic!"
It's rare for him to show off, can't we just wait until he's done?
"oh."
Liu Rulan remained expressionless.
"Because I just wanted to punch you, so I did it."
Xiao He:...