The tablemate is sick and delicate

"Sanqi? Are you up yet? It's time for an assessment today." Mother Lu's slender wrists were slightly arched, and she knocked lightly on the milky white maple door, her tone cautious.

About three seconds later, there was a rustling sound in the room, and the boy's lazily nasal voice came out in the morning: "Got it, Mom, I'm getting up."

Only then did Mother Lu go downstairs with confidence, and the soft slippers made a rattling sound when they touched the wooden stairs.

As soon as he went down the stairs, he heard Lu Yuanjun's frowning and dissatisfied accusations. He said harshly: "He is such a big man! Do you still need to call? Why are you so spoiled by him! It's lawless!"

Mother Lu lowered her head and pouted to say something, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only say, "Next time I'll let him do it by himself..."

Lu Yuanjun glanced at this cowardly woman with disgust, slandering that useless son in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, he simply slammed the door and left.

Mother Lu seemed to be used to this kind of scene, she silently cleaned up the mess left on the dining table before Lu Yuanjun left.

Lu Sanqi went downstairs, revealing a cold breath.

He has strange rules himself. He only wears a white shirt when he goes to school. Today he went for an assessment. He wore a casual blue hooded sweater and light-colored jeans. The trousers were carefully rolled up, looking simple. And clean.

Mother Lu set the tableware for Lu Sanqi in the restaurant. This was originally Aunt Wang's job, but today Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang's son got married, so she took three days off.

"Sanqi, eat something before going to the hospital."

"I do not want to eat."

With disappointment in Lu's eyes, she said, "Let's eat a little, or you will easily suffer from hypoglycemia. I made breakfast today."

Lu Sanqi stared blankly at the bowl of noodles on the dining table, and said, "It's been a long time since I ate the food you cooked."

After finishing speaking, he sat down, picked up the chopsticks and tasted the bowl of noodles carefully.

The chopsticks poked down and hit something soft. Lu Sanqi flipped over the noodles on top, revealing a chubby poached egg underneath. There was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

He remembered that when he was a child, his mother always put a poached egg in the noodles cooked by his mother, but it has not changed for so many years, because his father said that the noodles should not be turned over. One way is to nest Sanqi’s favorite poached eggs under the noodles, and the eggs can only be eaten after eating the noodles. This method tricks Lu Sanqi into eating a lot of rice.

Mother Lu looked at him expectantly and said, "Is it delicious?"

Lu Sanqi swallowed the noodles, smiled at her mother, and said, "It's delicious."

~

Dr. Xue opened a mental hospital by himself and only received one patient a day. He is a well-known expert in the field of psychology, but he is also Lu Sanqi's family counselor. That's it for so many years.

Sometimes he would go to Zhoucheng No. 1 People's Hospital for consultation, so that's why he asked Lu Sanqi to go to the No. [-] Hospital.

Zhoucheng No. [-] Hospital is the best hospital in Zhoucheng. It is overcrowded on weekends, especially when the seasons change.

Wearing a mask, Lu Sanqi walked through the crowd and came to Dr. Xue's office. He knocked on the door politely, and he didn't lift his foot to enter until he heard "Come in."

Dr. Xue's hairstyle is always a mystery. His hairstyle seems to never be the same. Today, he has a back comb, with oily jelly water on it, and the aroma is a bit pungent.

Lu Sanqi pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him, without taking off his mask.

"How are you feeling recently?" Doctor Xue asked with concern.

"That's it." Lu Sanqi said indifferently.

"Didn't anything special happen?"

"I remember it was just a psychological evaluation today, just fill out a form." Lu Sanqi somewhat rejected Dr. Xue's inquiring.

Dr. Xue sneered: "Okay, then just fill in the form."

Dr. Xue handed over a form with fifty irregular multiple-choice questions, all of which were nonsense, such as "Do you like fried pork with green peppers?"

That's why Lu Sanqi felt that he was being played like a monkey every time.

He didn't even look at the questions, he chose blindly, and he wasn't afraid that Dr. Xue would find out that he filled it out randomly, so he just put the paper on the table after finishing.

"It's nothing, I'm leaving first." Lu Sanqi got up.

"I don't think your mood is right recently." Dr. Xue's glasses reflected the light.

Lu Sanqi frowned: "Then you have sharp eyes, don't come to probe my emotions every time, okay?"

Dr. Xue raised his hands innocently: "Okay, my fault, you can go back."

Lu Sanqi got up and left.

Dr. Xue's friendly expression suddenly became serious, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared. He seemed to be covering his forehead in annoyance, and concentrated on looking at the form that had just been randomly filled out.

Then take a pen and add a few words after the evaluation and diagnosis.

"Prone to bipolar disorder."

~

As soon as Lu Sanqi arrived at the hospital lobby, he inadvertently raised his head to look around, and saw Lao Deng leading Wang Kang and the top student girl who had told him that there were candy in his pocket to prevent hypoglycemia, and a few sitting in the back row The boy who sleeps in class every day and does not do his job is waiting for the elevator.

Lu Sanqi frowned, he had a bad feeling, so he raised his heels.

Lao Deng also saw Lu Sanqi, and stretched out his hand to say hello: "Sanqi! I'm still looking for you, but you can't get through on the phone. You have such a good relationship with Xia Dong, so I don't want to come and see."

Lu Sanqi's expression was serious: "What do you think happened to Xia Dong?"

Old Deng was a little surprised: "You don't know?"

Lu Sanqi said, "What are you talking about? Who are you visiting at the hospital?"

His heart skipped a beat, as if he already had an answer.

"Look at Xia Dong, he was in a car accident." The student bully girl said.

On the way to the inpatient department, Lu Sanqi's hands were covered in cold sweat, and his teeth were clenched.

His head was full of Xia Dong lying on the road, his body was covered with bright red blood, and there was a broken arm. The broken bone pierced Xia Dong's fair skin, revealing white bones.

He felt he was going to be ill.

He held on until he saw Xia Dong lying safely on the hospital bed with a lollipop in his mouth, he was relieved.

Then an unknown fire was ignited.

Xia Dong actually kept it from him, everyone in the world knew about it, but he, Lu Sanqi, didn't know whether Xia Dong regarded him as a friend or not.

Could it be that Xia Dong lied to him for such a long time together day and night?

He began to doubt his friendship with Xia Dong.

To be precise, he is in love with Xia Dong.

Everything is his wishful thinking, he, Lu Sanqi, is a disgusting homosexual who likes his deskmate.

"Damn it! Why are you here, Yaoyao!!"