I was as innocent as you

Qu Shen's father was an emergency room doctor.

When he was young, he often went to the hospital. His father and colleagues discussed cases and formulated treatment plans by his side. He lay beside him doing his homework, listening to all the efforts of the doctors to save lives and heal the wounded.

A doctor's profession is admirable, he never doubted it

For some odd reason, there was a time when he was in middle school that he always felt sick, terribly sick.His father checked his body and told him that there should be no problem.But Qu Shen didn't believe it, and immersed himself in the fantasy that his internal organs were distorted and broken every day.As a last resort, his father took him for a full-body examination. After running up and down the hospital building, every doctor laughed and said, Qu Shen, you are in excellent health.

Since then, Qu Shen has gone to another extreme. Even if he is really sick, as soon as he walks into the hospital gate and smells the familiar smell of disinfectant, he will feel that his body is very healthy and all illnesses will stop immediately.

He didn't expect that this conditioned reflex would have serious consequences.

In fact, both he and the boss noticed that sometimes he would be out of breath and his hands and feet would be numb, but Qu Shen went to the hospital on New Year's Day, and the doctor did not find anything.At that time, it was said that he had bronchitis, and he was rejected by his father when he returned home. He took the medicine prescribed by his father for a few days, and stopped after the cold was cured.After that, he also suspected the occasional shortness of breath, but as soon as he thought about going to the hospital, he felt that the symptoms were relieved, and it seemed that there was no need to make a fuss about it.

At that time, he didn't realize that he really had a difficult disease this time.

Another year of warm spring.

After Qu Shen came back from home, he would call his parents the next day, although there was nothing to talk about, just asking what he ate and what he did today, that's all.He still immerses himself in painting, entertains from time to time, and is also a little lazy, unable to lift his spirits.The boss naturally took him to mention a few more words, nothing more than to let him treat others.Qu Shen also had no choice but to nod his head in agreement.

The weather has just warmed up, and all kinds of invitations are starting to pour in again.After being scolded by the boss just now, Qu Shen also diligently participated in several games. Even when the group of people he had blacklisted came to him, he only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.The other party also comforted him with a smile, saying that this time, instead of looking for such a noisy place, he would find a quiet room, where everyone would drink and chat.

When he heard about drinking, Qu Shen was a little bit concerned. He drew a few more strokes in the studio at night, and went there a little later. Sure enough, those people were already playing high, and no one cared about whether he drank or not.

He originally planned to go back after sitting for a while, but after sitting down and chatting for a while, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.He couldn't tell what was wrong, he just felt weird, and he wanted to leave early.He absently listened to the chatter of the people next to him, and casually answered a few irrelevant words.

"Are you too tired recently?" The organizer asked him.

"It's okay." Qu Shen said.

"Tsk, how can I keep painting like this? The boss is really oppressing people. You can't hold it, buddy, can you? You have to come out from time to time to relax." The man said, lighting a cigarette pumped up.

Qu Shen somewhat resisted the smell of smoke and moved back a little.

"Would you like one?" The man handed over one.

"I won't." Qu Shen shook his head and smiled.

"Take a sip, what else is there to do, just try it." The man said, ordered one, and brought it to Qu Shen's lips.

Qu Shen felt that the smell of smoke was very uncomfortable, but it was still difficult to refuse others, so he took a strange puff.

"How is it?" the man asked with a smile.

Qu Shen shook his head, not knowing what to say, but he didn't like it.He held on for a few more breaths, and when the person wasn't paying attention, he pressed the button and threw it away.After a while, he began to feel dizzy, as if he was sleepy in class when he was a child. No matter how much he wanted to stay in the real environment, his sanity always flew out uncontrollably, muddled, and he didn't know what was going on.He didn't even know how he got home, and when he woke up on the sofa at home, the memory of coming home was not clear.He had only some memories of being dizzy and nauseous, but the long, solid sleep that followed was relaxing.

For many days in a row, Qu Shen felt a little depressed, and sometimes felt a slight twitch in his calf.

Qu Shen felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell. He adjusted it for several days.

That person came to ask him out again later, but Qu Shen declined again, always feeling that something was wrong.

After a while, the boss called Qu Shen into the office again, and put a stack of photos in front of him. Qu Shen pushed away and took a look, his face suddenly changed, and he sat there completely motionless. Can hear his breathing.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

However, Qu Shen couldn't speak at all.

"You have to tell me," the boss said anxiously, "I want to help you, but you have to tell me what's going on."

Before the boss finished speaking, Qu Shen began to twitch slightly.Only then did the boss realize that something was wrong. He couldn't understand what was wrong with Qu Shen. When he went to help him, he found that his whole body was stiff and unable to move, so he immediately carried him downstairs. Qu Shen found this appearance funny, and surrounded the big brother, everyone laughed coquettishly.

Qu Shen couldn't move at all, but this burst of laughter awakened his consciousness. He couldn't understand what these people were laughing at. Looking at the smiling faces in front of him, his disgust and anger almost filled every corner of his body. root nerve.

This was the most embarrassing experience he had experienced in these years, but at least it was a good thing in terms of diagnosis—under extreme tension, anger, and panic, the conditioned reflex brought by the smell of disinfectant finally disappeared.Until he finished the examination, his limbs were still in a state of twitching.He had never felt so cold in his life, it was really cold to the bottom of his heart, and the cold sweat on his body didn't stop for a moment.

Zhai Yanghao was also called to the hospital, where the doctor was helping Qu Shen adjust his breathing.

Qu Shen suffered from respiratory syndrome, which was caused by mental inducements, so he didn't notice it in time before.

The doctor helped Qu Shen recuperate well, and explained the precautions.

Qu Shen was still absent-minded, almost in a trance.

The boss intervened and asked Qu Shen to have a physical examination.Zhai Yanghao didn't know, so he took a look at the boss and had to go with him.

After coming out of the hospital, the boss led them back to the office and showed Zhai Yanghao the photos.

The photos are all about Qu Shen, smoking, delirious, and there are a few photos of two scantily clad people, ambiguously crowded beside Qu Shen, lifting his clothes, and licking and kissing his skin .

Zhai Yanghao felt the blood rushing up in his brain all of a sudden.

"Someone did it on purpose." The boss said.

Zhai Yanghao was angry and distressed again, his voice was trembling: "What do they mean?"

"That's hard to say. Maybe it's a threat, maybe it's just boring."

"What are you blackmailing Qu Shen for?"

"Who knows, maybe it's just to bully him, send this thing to me, don't say anything, wait for me to clean him up. Even if I don't clean him up, these are all untouchable." The boss patted photo.

"What will happen to Qu Shen?" Zhai Yanghao's heart palpitated.

"I hope not," the boss said, "Let's see the results of the physical examination."

Zhai Yanghao turned to look at Qu Shen, who was sitting on the sofa in the boss's office, still in a daze.

"If something really happened..." Zhai Yanghao was a little ruthless.

"If something really happens, I won't let it go," the boss patted him hard, "Don't think about the worst."

The author has something to say:

People's hearts are unpredictable, and people's words are terrifying, who will help you distinguish between true and false~~~