After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

August 8, mental hospital.

These days, the old doctor has been talking frequently with Zhou Fushen. On the surface, he is doing psychological counseling, but in fact, while listening to the other party, he is also explaining himself. I have to say, this makes the old doctor The pain in his heart has been slightly relieved, so that he can finally cheer up and devote himself to his work, and the progress he has made in his work will temporarily fill the void in his heart.

He thought that the process of healing the patient is also healing oneself.

Therefore, when they found Yin Zhao's ward today, the old doctor stayed for a longer time.

He still had a lot of sympathy for this young man with confused self-awareness, so he asked carefully. Some regret.

"...so be it." He stood up and said, "At first, I was worried that your mental state would be affected during my leave, but it seems to be good now, keep it up."

After all, he is not going to prescribe medicine for him. For this kind of madness caused by strong sudden stimulation, the old doctor knows that the other party has no cure, so it is better to maintain this disordered but harmless state , good to everyone.

Thinking of this, he was a little melancholy, but Yin Zhao still asked at this moment: "Then when do you think I will be discharged from the hospital?"

The old doctor said with a smile as usual, but he sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Really? Then I have to behave well." Yin Zhao said as he sent people to the door of the ward, seeing the nurses went to the next ward ahead of schedule, and facing the doctor who was one step behind, he seemed a little embarrassed to say: "Hey , that... Dr. Zhang, I have something to say to you alone."

The old doctor hesitated for a while, but he returned and asked with concern, "What are you talking about?"

"That's it..." Yin Zhao closed the door of the ward behind him. Under the old doctor's concerned eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly became ferocious, and the next moment he threw the old doctor against the wall and pinched him. The neck questioned: "Do you think I don't know that you are just perfunctory me!? Let me be blinded in the illusion every day to whitewash the peace! Seeing that I am obedient like a harmless domestic animal, don't you feel very proud!? Ah!? "

"Uh... you... calm down first..." The old doctor was choked by his throat and couldn't speak. He struggled to raise his hand to ring the bell, but found that he couldn't reach it.

Just when his consciousness was blurred, the door of the ward was suddenly kicked open. In a trance, he seemed to see someone pulling Yin Zhao away from holding him, and quickly rang the bell, and soon the nurse arrived and restrained Yin Zhao. Then the previous figure squatted in front of him and asked worriedly, "Doctor Zhang? Are you okay?"

Gradually focusing his gaze, the old doctor saw clearly that the person in front of him was Zhou Fushen, and immediately said gratefully, "Thank you...cough, cough."

"Let me help you up." Zhou Fushen said.

At this moment in the ward, Yin Zhao was calmed down after receiving an injection. Zhou Fushen helped the old doctor out of the ward. : "Let you see a joke... In fact, this child is also a poor person. He witnessed his lover's car accident and was too stimulated. He couldn't accept the fact for a while, so he avoided the pain by denying his identity, so he His family just sent him here... When he first arrived here, he was in a very bad condition. He would often think about the past, and then he would go into a rage all night and self-mutilate. He has stabilized in his current state, thinking that this will at least make him feel better... But now it seems that maybe I was wrong..."

"Indeed." Zhou Fushen was noncommittal, and the old doctor immediately blamed himself, but he looked out of the window and continued: "Human nature is very complicated, and sometimes what they need is not happiness that they don't know, but they would rather endure it all the time." Painful and unwilling to forget... But this does not mean that you are wrong, maybe your colleagues think you are doing too much, but I think it is a kind of mercy."

"........."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Fushen would make such an evaluation. The old doctor looked at him movedly, and didn't know what to say for a moment. He felt that he was not worthy of such a high praise—after all, he knew that the young people in front of him were suffering innocently, but he was indifferent. Is that also considered compassion?

Shame and guilt grew in his heart, and he patted Zhou Fushen on the shoulder in a complicated manner for a long time and said, "Sit in my office for a while, I may still be busy here for a while."

When he came to the office, the old doctor tidied up the table and apologized, "Maybe it's a bit messy..."

"It doesn't matter." Zhou Fushen replied, but his eyes swept to the cover of a book: "This is...?"

"Oh, what do you mean by this book?" The old doctor picked up the "Born to Be Extraordinary" and said: "Although it is only a fictional literary work, many of the behaviors of the little protagonist described in it are worth reading from a psychological level. Anatomy in depth, and the psychology professors I know would recommend this book to their students."

"Is that so?" Zhou Fu smiled ambiguously: "Then do you think that the little boy in the book is a 'born devil' just like his mother said?"

The old doctor poured a cup of tea, frowned and said, "I remember this sentence was said by the little boy's mother at the end of the story. The original words were 'Although you are a born devil, I still love you', and then In the siren, the house was burned and the little boy was taken away... To be honest, it is a very shocking ending, but in fact, I think the character of the little boy in the book is not unrelated to the acquired education, even if there are people in the world who are born with Children with emotional defects, but they can also deal with interpersonal relationships normally through guidance. And although the book focuses on describing the mother's anxiety and helplessness when the child was just born, in fact, her impatience in the bottom of her heart is also revealed between the lines, including The child's father is also playing a role that is often absent and who will only continue to favor and indulge the child... But in the end, this is just a fictional story by the writer—" "Then what if it's not completely fictional?" Zhou Fushen said calmly and deeply There is fire in the eyes.

The old doctor shook his head and said with emotion: "That is a complete tragedy."

"...Is that so?" Zhou Fushen lowered his head, and suddenly confessed: "The author of this book is my mother."

The hand holding the teacup trembled, and the old doctor raised his head in surprise.

"It's written in the book that she does everything by herself, but in fact she leaves everything to take care of me to the nanny. Usually, she only comes to me when she needs inspiration, and then she counts on me like a cat and a dog. Perform a skill, and when she finds that I don't meet expectations, she will ask me angrily if I deliberately made her unhappy." Zhou Fushen stared at the black and white images with a strong sense of design on the book, and clearly said: "Chapter 13 It has been described like this, the hostess collapsed because the child was still playing the piano calmly when she was arguing with her husband... But in fact, I just didn’t want to hear their yelling at that time.”

"My child..." The old doctor hesitated to speak, and said with pity, "Sorry, I don't know anything..."

Zhou Fu fell silent, his slender fingers slid across the cover, and finally hung down naturally under the table: "If you are feeling sad for me, then there is no need for it. Whatever you sow, you will get what you want. I am also an incomplete person who disappointed them so much. Taste."

The old doctor said softly: "You are a good boy."

"But I'm not a good partner." Zhou Fu murmured, and then buried his face in his hands: "I failed to manage my marriage well like my parents. I experienced the beauty of love, but I failed to learn to preserve and cherish it...and when I woke up and wanted to save it, I couldn't even see him..."

"Don't be so pessimistic..." The old doctor wanted to comfort him, but when he thought of the rumors about Jiang Ran that had spread on the Internet a while ago, he felt that everything he said was powerless. As long as this young man stayed here for a day, he would never be able to To keep his lover, all the good things have nothing to do with him.

"I want to see him, Doctor Zhang." At this time Zhou Fushen said in a low voice, he slowly raised his head, his eyes flickered with pleading and hope: "Even if it's just for a day... I really can't bear it anymore, Please... on the 11th day, even if I let me take a look at him from a distance—" "My child, this is really..." The old doctor moved his lips and didn't continue, as if he felt that he was outright refusing His words were too cruel to the young man in front of him, so he could only avoid the pleading eyes of the other party and sighed.

"...I see." After a long time, Zhou Fushen's expression returned to a kind of calm similar to numbness, and he stood up and said, "It's my whims, you just think I'm hysterical."

The old doctor was too guilty to look directly into his eyes. He didn't turn his gaze to the computer screen until he walked out. He clicked on Zhou Fushen's medical records and looked at them aimlessly. He was struggling in his heart. He was Zhou Fushen's. The attending doctor, as long as he nods in agreement and issues a medical certificate, Zhou Fushen can be discharged from the hospital normally... But in this way, it is completely selfish—he dragged the mouse to check the medical records, trying to find some objective reasons to convince himself, but before he had time to pay attention to those words, a few numbers suddenly came into his eyes, which shocked him.

——Date of Birth: August 8.

It turned out to be like this, that's why the child wanted to...

……

On August 8, late at night, at Jiang Ran's house.

Hearing the sound of splashing water coming from the bathroom, Jiang Ran nestled on the sofa uncomfortably, because Qiao Wenkang was here today, and he wanted to pick out a stable pajamas to change into, but he didn't expect that there was no stable pajamas in his closet at all. The pajamas, even the simple short T-short style in summer, have some weird creatures printed on them.

And the one he's wearing right now, which is printed with cow prints, is quite plain.

Sigh... It's the fault of the four years of living with Zhou Fushen that confused his common sense, and almost made him forget that there are still people visiting from home in the world.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Qiao Wenkang's voice came from inside after a while: "Hey! I can't wear the dress you brought me! The waistband of this trousers is too thin!? "

"Where are there so many problems?" Jiang Ran shouted: "You think it's a clothing store? Just hurry up and make do with it and wear it until you go home."

"Okay... that's what you said, then I'll come out, and warn you in advance, my image may be a bit indecent..."

"What? Wait a minute..." Jiang Ran felt something was wrong when he heard it, and just as he got up from the sofa to stop him, he bumped into Qiao Wenkang, who was shirtless and had his trousers open. Seeing that the other party was not only shy but also a little shy, he was furious immediately, picked up the blanket at hand, strode off the sofa, and threw it over: "Tired of work, aren't you? Go back and get this blanket! "

Qiao Wenkang was scolded all over his head and face. In order not to be driven out, he had no choice but to roll back in despair and honestly wrapped himself in a blanket to make dumplings before daring to show his head.

And when he came out, Jiang Ran was pulling out a huge packing box and rummaging in it, messy clothes were spread all over the floor.

"There is nothing suitable here!" Qiao Wenkang expressed regret, but secretly said happily: "I really can't help it. It seems that I can only live in your house tonight. Seeing how delicate you are, the bed at home must be very soft. I don’t know if my waist can get used to sleeping.”

It was obvious that he was taking advantage of it and being obedient. Jiang Ran gave him a threatening sideways glance. Qiao Wenkang shrunk his neck judiciously. Then Jiang Ran let him go. Looking at the mess on the ground, he sighed and said, "Forget it." Alright, I'll let you sleep here all night, and when I get up tomorrow morning, I'll go out and buy you some clothes, and you'll get out as soon as you put them on."

Seeing his impatient attitude, Qiao Wenkang muttered displeasedly: "How can you be such an uncle..."

Jiang Ran was tidying up the clothes on the floor, when he heard this, he turned his head and said with a smile that was not a smile: "You might as well ask yourself, if you really want to be a well-behaved nephew, don't let you stay for one night, just sleep with you for one night I have no problem with a bed."

Qiao Wenkang thought, 'Is there such a good thing? ’, hurriedly said: “Of course I really want to be your nephew.”

"..." Jiang Ran was speechless—this kid changed his mind really quickly. He obviously looked like he couldn't accept the facts and was dying of grief and anger when he was in Qi's family, but now he doesn't blush at every mouthful.

"Good idea!" Sweeping him on the carpet, Jiang Ran turned around and said without looking back, "Go to the guest room."

Qiao Wenkang fell on the ground and grinned, still thinking about benefiting himself: "Then what should I wear to sleep at night? Do you still have that kind of cute pajamas, please make it smaller, I can wear it Tight..."

"No."

Just as Jiang Ran was about to slam the door shut, Qiao Wenkang took out a large pajamas with penguins printed on it from the packing box, and said, "Huh? This seems to be just right for me."

He shook off the pajamas, picked up the matching black shorts by the way, Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment as he looked at the style, because he recognized that it was the couple pajamas he bought before, he remembered that his set was a blue dolphin , and Zhou Fushen's is a black penguin.

——Maybe it was messed up when I was packing my luggage.

Jiang Ran's eyes slowly dimmed, and suddenly he lost the interest to continue swearing.

Qiao Wenkang gestured to him unconsciously, eager to try: "Can I wear it? Can I?"

"Whatever you want." Jiang Ran said expressionlessly, and then slammed the door shut.

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