Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

"Mental patients should go to a mental hospital, so as not to hurt other people." You must know that it is not illegal for a mentally ill to hurt others these days, and other people followed suit.

"That's right, the professional medical equipment for treating mental illness is more convenient over there."

"You guys move over there, for the good of everyone..."

It turned out that the group of people around here wanted Shen Zhichu to move out. Li Jingshen's complexion became more and more ugly, and his falcon-like pupils were so gloomy that people couldn't help but feel frightened. The family members of the patient who had surrounded him aggressively After seeing it, I retreated a little.

"It's not your turn to talk here if you move or not!" Li Jingshen looked slightly cold, and with Li's financial resources, if he was upset, he would buy the whole hospital and see who gets lost.

The air pressure in Li Jingshen's body was very low, the people in front of him were all soft-fed and fearful, they were bluffed within a few words, they lowered their heads a little uneasy, and finally left here as if fleeing.

Su Miao looked at the backs of several people and said, "If Shen Zhichu's condition doesn't improve at all, he will definitely be transferred to the next door."

Li Jingshen stared at her.

"It's useless for you to stare at me. They are right. Both medical equipment and medicine are much more convenient over there, and it is also suitable for her situation. I hope you will be prepared so that you will not harm her again." Su Miao turned her head and said coldly .

Li Jingshen took the medicine and entered the ward. Shen Zhichu's condition is better now, but it's just not as crazy as before.

The nurse sat by the bed and fed the porridge. Just like yesterday, Shen Zhichu had no unnecessary movements or expressions other than opening his mouth to swallow the porridge.

Li Jingshen's heart trembled, and he slowed down and walked over quietly. When he got to the bedside, he saw the porridge in the nurse's hand and asked, "What is this?"

"Breakfast, people from the hospital will come to deliver porridge every day. This is zheergen meat porridge."

Zheergen is also Houttuynia cordata, Li Jingshen's expression changed immediately when he heard that, his jaw line was tight: "She doesn't like to eat Houttuynia cordata."

Shen Zhichu doesn't like to eat smelly things, such as stinky tofu, durian, snail powder and Houttuynia cordata, she doesn't know how to eat them.

In the eyes of others, these are delicious things, but she can't accept them after trying, everyone has taboos, compared to Li Jingshen, she is already good.

The nurse said "Huh?" and said in a daze, "I don't know. I bought the same one yesterday, and she ate half of it."

The nurse was holding the porridge in one hand, and the other hand was pinching the spoon to scoop up the porridge, which had reached halfway in the air. Li Jingshen said that it was no good to put it down, and it was no good to keep it.

"Stop feeding, I'll order takeaway later."

The nurse reminded: "She is taboo, there are some things that cannot be eaten."

There was a special diet form posted on the wall of the hospital ward, and Li Jingshen probably knew what takeaway to order for Shen Zhichu after a glance.

The takeaway was delivered quickly, Li Jingshen took the bowl and imitated the nurse just now, tested the temperature before carefully feeding it into her mouth.

Shen Zhichu lowered her eyes, her eyes were empty, as if she was looking but didn't see anything, every time Li Jingshen fed her, she had to rub her lips with a spoon before she opened her mouth.

The nurse who took care of Shen Zhichu knew that Li Jingshen was a straight male cancer, so she was worried and handed him over to him like this. She stood by and watched Li Jingshen's movements, and when the feeding was almost done, she interrupted him: "It's ok, Eating her stomach won’t consume it any more.”

Li Jingshen remembered Shen Zhichu's first meal.

After Shen Zhichu took the medicine prescribed by the doctor, he was obviously better, and now his face that was numb and stiff could now smile.

The psychiatrist would come to re-examine Shen Zhichu every day. Li Jingshen thought that as long as Shen Zhichu stopped yelling like before, he would recover, but no.

Shen Zhichu has resistance to everyone, not only physical resistance but also psychological contact. On the surface, he recovers well and can laugh, but every night he has nightmares.

I dreamed of the father who jumped off the building and died, and also dreamed of the unformed child.

If things go on like this, if Shen Zhichu keeps being so muddled, he will go bad sooner or later.

Maybe she's broken now...