Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

Yuan Fan just bent his lips and gave Xiao Yu a friendly smile, then lowered his eyes and ate quietly.And Lou Jingyang directly stuffed the food into the little fish's mouth.It turned to other topics, but fortunately Xiaoyu didn't really care about it at first, which made the little girl stop asking.

We haven’t seen each other for a long time, so after dinner we sat in the courtyard and chatted for a long time. I sat on the rocking chair, lazily eating grapes, watching Yuanfan calmly chatting with my friends, and I I can feel what it means to be quiet and good.Looking up at the bright night sky of the Milky Way, there are unreal, lively but not noisy conversations in my ears.I began to recall the time when I first met Yuan Fan.

I was 22 years old that year. Generally speaking, at this age, I have not yet graduated from medical studies, but I am probably born sensitive to these things. I completed my studies early and practiced early.But the internship is not the first time I have come into contact with patients. I have been with the instructor very early. Under his arrangement, except for the necessary courses, I basically skipped classes and followed him to do on-the-spot operations.So during the stage of my university internship, I had already signed a work contract with the hospital, which can be regarded as some experience.

And then the first patient who was completely in my charge, not someone else's.

I remember it very clearly. When I went to the ward that day, I saw that beautiful, exquisite and overly glamorous young man, but his body was full of gloom. His hands were bound, sitting on the bed, leaning his head against the wall .His name was written on the case sheet, just two words, Yuan Fan.He was already 15 years old, and he looked tall, but he was as thin as a child.

At that time, I couldn't get any response when I talked to him. I just sat there alone, as if no one around me existed. In order to better observe his condition, I shut him completely in the ward for a while. , and I stared at the monitor day and night, and then I saw that the child often showed an impatient look when he was alone, as if he was disturbed by someone, and sometimes even showed a smile to the empty place. A cruel look.

At that time, I wrote down his case carelessly, including sensory impairment, auditory and visual hallucinations, and auditory hallucinations were the most common.The scene where no one else is in contact is set. When I feel that it has been long enough, I will occasionally find him to chat.There was something different about this kid, but I didn't notice it at the time.

The symptoms of this child are very similar to schizophrenia. Most patients will have delusions. Delusions are the most common and important thought content disorder.The most common delusions are persecution delusions, relationship delusions, influence delusions, jealous delusions, grandiose delusions, and non-blood delusions.It is estimated that up to 80% of patients with schizophrenia have persecutory delusions, which can manifest as varying degrees of insecurity, such as being watched, rejected, fear of being drugged or murdered, etc.

But Yuan Fan is quite different. His delusions lie in distrust, or even if he is delusional about others hurting him, he is not afraid, but embraces, gets used to, or doesn't care about the pain at all.He was not suspicious every day whether someone would harm him, and he didn't carefully check whether his eating utensils had been touched by others or whether they were poisonous. At that time, I thought he was not serious, and he didn't have such obvious thinking disorders.

Now that I think about it, it probably means I don’t care, it’s a kind of attitude that you hurt me, you hurt me, success is your ability, and I probably don’t care.Now I can already understand that my role to Yuan Fan, from a doctor's point of view, lies in correct diagnosis and correct prescription.Medication is certainly effective, but the most important thing is that Yuan Fan has a character that will never admit defeat. It is he who has been suppressing his illness, and it is he who is forcibly turning it around.

He was healing himself and I was just giving him motivation.

With repeated treatments and hypnosis, I gradually got to know this young man named Yuan Fan.I also know that he is not an ordinary schizophrenic, but a split personality, and it is an extremely rare condition.Generally speaking, split personalities will gradually self-integrate or more and more, and there are quite a few who maintain the status quo, but during the treatment, most of them merged, but Yuan Fan obliterated his own personality.

Probably because this case is extremely special, and because it is my first patient who is fully responsible, I am extra patient.Probably because this young man is really good-looking and makes people feel distressed, so I pay attention to him all the time.Slowly, my thinking began to change. Instead of thinking that I was his doctor, I thought that he was my patient.

The difference is that I gradually can't bear the nurse to deliver medicine to him, or what other assistants do to explain.Slowly, a possessive desire rose up in my heart, which I didn't even notice.

I watched this child move towards a normal world day by day, I watched him no longer speak nonsense and cannot make sentences, I watched him no longer be troubled by auditory hallucinations, I watched him slowly reveal his original paranoia And bleak, I watched as he grew more and more brazen to show me what he really was.

Yuan Fan said that I was his god.In fact, think about what is God?God is the most useless and most useful thing in the world.He was originally just a thought that people gave to themselves when they needed it, and it was just a concrete representation of thinking.God does not exist, so there are no real miracles, but emotionally, He has the grace to support people to accomplish what can be called miracles.Although I illuminated his sealed world, it was Yuan Fan himself who walked out of that closed space.

It is this child who has been working so hard towards me, healed himself, and healed me warmly.He suppressed his own nature and followed my steps step by step.His tenderness, which almost took his heart out, surrounded me quietly.It makes it hard for me to find out which one I have been taking care of.

I didn't figure it out until the end.

It turns out that my Yuan Fan has always been such a gentle person.

I thought I was the one who healed him, now I want to understand, Yuan Fan, he is not a ghost from hell, he is an angel, but his temperament is a bit cruel, but who said that angels are merciful What about?It was this angel who came to me because he wanted to save me.I thought I was making him better step by step, while Yuan Fan was just becoming what I like step by step.

He never changed, he just accommodated me.

The angel is fulfilling my wish.

"Mo Xiaoqi." I have forgotten when I returned home and when I fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, I felt the vibration of my chest cavity touched by the tip of my nose, and heard the hoarse and low voice calling me by my ears. I was lost. He opened his eyes in a daze, rubbed upwards, and kissed Yuan Fan's lips a few times.

"Yuan Fan."

"Ok?"

"Is your revenge finished?"

"It's over."

"Then let's have a good time, shall we?"

"it is good."