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

On the day Shen Zhichu left, many people saw them and stood at the door to look at them. Although Shen Zhichu's mind was muddled, he could tell which eyes were benevolent and which were malicious.

And now the way those people look at him makes her very uncomfortable, like a monkey being watched in a zoo.

Shen Zhichu suddenly resisted and quickened her pace. Recently, she has a poor appetite and sleepless nights. She is too weak mentally and physically, and she is out of breath after walking a few steps.

After getting off the elevator, Shen Zhichu leaned on the wall and gasped for breath.

"Can't walk anymore?" Li Jingshen asked.

Shen Zhichu didn't answer, just stood still.

Li Jingshen thought for a while, and finally walked in front of her and knelt down: "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."

He hadn't tried carrying her on his back before, but this time he wanted to try, he never thought that Shen Zhichu would obediently lie on her back, after all, she hated his touch extremely now.

But he didn't expect that after he squatted for a while, Shen Zhichu suddenly climbed onto his back, and wrapped his two slender arms around his neck.

Li Jingshen's uncontrollable heartbeat accelerated, Shen Zhichu was very thin, so thin that you couldn't feel the weight of an adult woman when you were carrying her on your back.

She didn't have the softness that a woman should have, and she was a bit stiff like a bone on her back.

Li Jingshen frowned, carefully propped himself up and carried her on his back to the next floor.

Many people looked at them on the road, and Li Jingshen felt her trembling, and said softly, "Put your face on my back, and others will not be able to see you."

Shen Zhichu obediently buried her face in Li Jingshen's back, she should have forgotten the past, but she remembered it with no future.

She sniffed the scent of Li Jingshen almost greedily, lying on his back full of security like she did 16 years ago.

Li Jingshen still remembered that he carried her like this a long time ago, and used candied haws to coax her, this little crying bag?

There was some heat on his back, but Li Jingshen felt it but didn't take it seriously.

He had already completed the hospitalization procedures and went in to live directly.The ward is on the fifth floor, as the doctor said before, it is very quiet.

But this kind of quietness made people feel lifeless. At this point, the patients were resting. Li Jingshen glanced in through a ward with an open door, and saw a woman with disheveled hair sitting on the ground with her head bowed.

Although he has strong determination, he was startled by this scene, thinking about if one day Shen Zhichu would become like this... Li Jingshen quickly stopped this unrealistic imagination.

The wards here are not like other ones. There are protective bars on the windows to prevent patients from jumping off the building. The room is very clean and tidy, the quilts are neatly folded, and the surrounding smells like air fresheners, which is different from the previous wards filled with disinfectant. It is more suitable for mental illness patients to cultivate.

On the first day of Shen Zhichu's arrival, in order to adapt to the new environment, his spirit was always tense. At night, he either had nightmares or kept his eyes open.

Li Jingshen was also used to her situation, went to the bathroom and came back to find Shen Zhichu sitting by the bed.

Li Jingshen asked her, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Shen Zhichu shook his head: "No."

"Want to drink water then?"

"Don't drink."

"Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Then go to sleep." As soon as Li Jingshen finished speaking, Shen Zhichu got into the bed obediently and closed his eyes.

When he woke up the next day, Li Jingshen mentioned these things, Shen Zhichu shook his head and said that he didn't remember anything.

The psychiatrist came to treat Shen Zhichu as usual, and the situation was better than before, no schizophrenia, but he was a little autistic.

"It is difficult to fully recover. You spend more time with her, care about her, and give her a new sustenance."

".......it is good."

Two weeks later, Li Jingshen felt more and more powerless, and he didn't even know when Shen Zhichu's illness would end.

He couldn't let go of work, so he asked Zhao Qian to send the documents to be signed every day to the hospital, and take care of Shen Zhichu while working.

Shen Zhichu also takes a lot of medicines every day. In addition to the medicines prescribed by the psychiatrist, Su Miao also prescribed some medicines. When the two medicines are mixed together, there will be a lot of medicines, and it is impossible to cut off any part of the medicines.

But after taking so many medicines, Shen Zhichu has obviously improved, he is no longer so afraid of his touch, and sometimes he will smile when he looks at him, the corners of his lips are raised, and there are shallow dimples on both sides, he looks cute and cute, but The smile doesn't reach the bottom of the eyes, and the two eyeballs have no brilliance, they just stare at people with gray eyes.

At noon, Li Jingshen ordered takeaway. He only knew what Shen Zhichu didn't like but didn't know what she liked. However, it's better for people who are sick to eat something light, and they can drink some bone soup.

When she was about to place an order, the phone rang, and it was Xia Mingyue who called.

Li Jingshen answered the call: "Hello?"

Shen Zhichu was sitting next to him, and when Li Jingshen picked up the call, he saw the contact person displayed on it.

It was Xia Mingyue who called, and he didn't know what was in it, Li Jingshen's originally tense expression became a little loose.

"No need to come up, you wait for me downstairs, I'll go down and get it."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, got up and said to Shen Zhichu: "Don't wander around here, I'll go down to get food."