my joann

Chapter 15

Joan was running in the hospital corridor, two people followed him all the way, and there were many people on both sides of the corridor looking at him with various eyes.

Going crazy, where should I run to be safe? !Joan had a terrible headache. The top of his right eye must have been smashed by something, and there was blood flowing out, although not much, but it kept going.

Joan didn't know how terrifying he was in the eyes of other people. It could be said that his head was full of blood.Coupled with the fact that his lips are pale, but his cheeks are unnaturally red, basically anyone who sees him will think that he is seriously ill.

There were two people following behind him, one was the nurse in white just now, and the other was the man who was pushed by him.

Joan didn't care why they were chasing after him, he only had one thing on his mind.That was to escape, to leave this terrible place, he wanted to go home, to curl up under the covers, to be alone.

"Sir! Don't run, your head is still bleeding!"

"Hey! The one in front! You broke my phone screen!! Stop!!"

Joan didn't care what the people behind were saying, because he saw the end of the corridor!He can get out of here soon!Like crazy, Joan rushed to the corner at the fastest speed.

"Oh!"

"what!!"

The world was spinning, and Joan rolled down the stairs directly.

A little boy happened to be squatting around the corner. Joan rushed over so fast that he almost couldn't see clearly, and was about to kick him.Joan pulled his legs back suddenly, but unfortunately because he moved too fast before, his inertia made him unable to stop, and there was nothing in front of him to support him, so Joan fell face down directly.

Joan instinctively protected his face and body, curled up and rolled down.The hard stairs hit Joan's body, and his head was bumped many times in the chaos.

In the end, his consciousness was blurred, Joan's eyes went dark, and he passed out.

In fact, he didn't faint for a long time. He opened his eyes again in about a minute, but he wished he hadn't opened them.

Because there was a circle of people standing in front of him, all kinds of people were surrounding him, with different expressions and different voices.

Joan didn't understand a word, but at that moment, he thought of death.

So alive, Qiao An felt the phone vibrating in his trouser pocket, and he didn't know who was calling him.

A splitting headache and difficulty breathing.

The mental torture and physical pain brought Joan closer and closer to the brink of collapse.He wanted to escape, but he was afraid of the group of "caring" people in front of him. At this time, everyone's kindness was a kind of torture.

For patients with severe social phobia, the care of strangers never makes them feel better, and some are just fear and panic.

They may be expecting in their hearts that they can communicate normally like normal people, without worrying about saying the wrong thing, being laughed at by others, and not being timid when they approach them.

But they just can't do it, they are afraid, their heart beats faster, they have difficulty breathing, and they feel dizzy.

It seemed that staying in the world for a second longer would almost make their nerves boil.

Joan was surrounded by many voices, such as the crying of children, the scolding of adults, the inquiries of nurses, the chatter of strangers, and the ringing of mobile phones in his pocket.

There are also deafening tinnitus and heartbeats that cannot be ignored.

Are you going to die?Let me die.

"Hey! Are you okay!" A man pushed aside the crowd and squatted in front of Joan.

Joan looked at him blankly, and it was difficult for him to reflect on who this person was.

"Take a deep breath, everything is fine, you didn't do anything wrong." The man in front of him had a slight smile on his lips, and there was a tenderness in his eyes, as if he wanted to wrap Joan in it.

Joan watched the man yell at the crowd around him, and then those people gradually left.Joan's heart skipped a beat suddenly, he seemed to remember who this person was!

"Ghost..." By the way, it was him.Every time I encounter such a disaster, ghosts will always appear beside me, and they will always help me to escape from the predicament as quickly as possible.

"It's me, are you feeling okay? There's a lot of blood and you need to be bandaged. Let me take you to clean the wound, okay? It's a very safe place, no one else, only my brother, he is a very powerful Doctor." Ren Youning looked straight at Qiao An, and it was the first time that Qiao An was not afraid of other people's gaze.

But Joan didn't want to go, he just wanted to go to a place where there were no people, so he shook his head in horror, "No, no..."

"Okay, okay, don't go. Then I'll take you to a place where no one is around, okay?" Ren Youning was very patient. He tentatively held Qiao An's arm. Seeing that Qiao An didn't resist strongly, he went It took a little effort to lift him up.

Qiao An stood up with this force, the lack of blood made him a little dizzy, and he almost lost his footing when he stood up for a moment, but fortunately Ren Youning was by his side and supported him well.

"Let's go over now, shall we?" Ren Youning looked at Qiao An's face still in shock, thought for a while, reached out to pick up the earphones that Qiao An had dropped on his shoulder, and stuffed them into his ears.

It's a pity that the earphones were broken, only one can be used, and the other has been crushed.

Although there is only one earphone, Joan is obviously better, because the earphone is something that makes him feel safe.

Qiao An followed Ren Youning and walked upstairs. He walked up a secluded staircase with few people inside. This made Qiao An heave a sigh of relief, and his gratitude to Ren Youning rose to the extreme.

They walked very slowly, because Qiao An just fell down, and his body was probably covered in bruises, and his head was covered with blood, so he was really powerless to walk fast.

It didn't take long before they arrived at a floor that didn't seem to be crowded.Joan was a little curious, because in his impression, it was impossible for a hospital to have such a place, and there was no one there?

Ren Youning led him into a room. Qiao An hesitated for two seconds before going in, but finally followed him in.

Compared with such a quiet unknown, the noise downstairs scares Joan even more.

"Sit down, let me clean the wound for you." This should be an office. It's not big inside, but it's well-equipped.As soon as you enter the door, you can see a sofa for meeting guests, and a small coffee table with a stunning shape. On it is a white long-necked vase with a bunch of white flowers in it, which Joan can't recognize.

On the right is the desk. Behind the chair is a wall-sized bookshelf. The upper two floors are filled with books, while the lower two floors contain everything, including the first-aid kit that Ren Youning is holding.

Ren Youning took the first aid kit, looked back to see that Qiao An was still standing there, didn't say anything, walked to him very naturally, and led him to sit on the sofa.

Joan was a little nervous. He was wondering if he should say something, would it be embarrassing if he didn't speak, and if he should thank him, but what should he say after thanking him?Would it be more embarrassing if the other party ignored me?

"We are really destined. It's only been a few days, and this is the first time we've met." Ren Youning took a small cotton towel and carefully helped Qiao An wipe the blood.

"I'm very satisfied recently." When Qiao An was thinking about how to reply, Ren Youning continued. He didn't wait for Qiao An to reply him, "I always feel that I have always been a hero recently, saving people in danger .”

Qiao An's face became hot all of a sudden, it was impossible for him not to hear what Ren Youning meant, and he said thank you with trembling lips.

"You're welcome, I was born in a red scarf." Ren Youning smiled.

Some people are like a gift from the creator, exuding the smell of "I am charming" all over the body.Joan felt that the person in front of him was like this, at least when he laughed.

Qiao An couldn't find a good adjective for a while, but when he looked at the smiling face in front of him, the high defense in his heart disappeared inexplicably.He remembered a sentence he saw on the Internet.

——For some people, no matter how serious the wrong thing he has done, when you look at his smiling face, you don't want to be angry anymore.

Joan didn't understand before, he thought it was impossible for such a person to appear, but today, he overturned his previous thinking.Such a person really does exist, and it is right in front of my eyes now.

Ren Youning took out the hydrogen peroxide and smiled again, extraordinarily brilliant, even more comfortable than before.It's like lying on your back in the warm sunshine, on the green grass, with the spring breeze blowing on your face.

"Close your eyes."

Um?Joan was puzzled for a moment, but closed her eyes obediently.

In the next second, pain swept across his forehead again. "Hiss..." After that, there was a sense of coolness, Joan knew what he had done to him.

disinfect.

The point is, after he sterilized, he must have blown into the wound.Joan stepped back in a little panic. Such a move was still too intimate for Joan.

"Sorry." Ren Youning smiled indifferently, "I'm used to it."

After Qiao An heard it, she felt even more uncomfortable.It's so chilling that others are obviously kind, but I still make such a disgusting gesture.what to do?I did something wrong again, do you want to apologize?You should apologize, but what do you say?

"Fortunately, there is no need for stitches. Don't worry, you are not disfigured. After the injury is healed, you will still be a handsome guy." After speaking, Ren Youning also finished bandaging. He packed up his things and put the box back.

"Thank you." Joan thanked him again, facing his back.

"You're welcome, I also have selfish intentions." Ren Youning turned her head and looked at Qiao An with a smile, "You are my potential client, I have a hunch that I can take you down today."

"Huh?" Joan didn't quite understand.

"As I said, I'm a psychiatrist." Ren Youning's tone was relaxed, as if he was making a harmless joke, and it was hard to make people feel conflicted.

Joan understood.He didn't speak, but fell into deep thought.

It's not that Joan never tried to find a psychiatrist, but the results were not very satisfactory, and even Joan felt that he had become worse.

Joan thinks that it's not that doctors are not good, but that they are really not suitable for him.They told themselves that the probability of this situation is very high, but their own level is deeper, so scared that they lose control of their physiology and lose themselves.

I also listed many treatment options for myself, saying that as long as I control my fear and overcome it, I can overcome it.It can be said that Qiao An has used many kinds of treatment methods, but the situation is still getting worse.

Later, when you see people, you must take medicine, and sometimes taking medicine doesn't work.For example, when I went out these few times, I was always flustered.

Joan knew that he had a problem, but even if he knew, what's the use?No matter how deep or shallow, you have your own problems.

It's not that Qiao An doesn't believe in Xin Youning's ability. Being a psychiatrist must be so powerful. The doctor before was also pretty good, so it must be that he is not suitable for seeing a doctor.

Can't be cured.

Joan knew that his illness could never be cured.

The author has something to say:

Lu Yihang: My wife is injured, and I'm not around to protect him!Spicy chicken author, convex!

Joann: ... :(

Lu Yihang: Wife, don't be sad!I'll be right back!

Notes of Lu's Beloved Wife 15

Regardless of whether he is by his wife's side or not, his thoughts must accompany him.

Nonsence!If I'm not by my wife's side, it must be the author's fault!

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