remarry [rebirth]

He was holding the warm cup, and bursts of hot air rushed from his neck to his face, which was another sign of false fever.Wen Jiu's eyeballs moved stiffly, and when she was about to speak, she heard He Lanshu sigh softly, and then he was pulled into his arms, "You are not old enough to be demented yet. "

Wen Jiu was taken aback again, "What?"

He Lanshu smiled, shook his head, with a trace of tiredness in his eyes, "How do you feel now?"

"I'm fine." After Wen Jiu drank a few sips of warm water, he was already much better. The burning sensation in his throat and the unbearable pain in his throat and eyes had also dissipated. Without the burden, it is naturally a lot easier.

He Lanshu is still not at ease, Wen Jiu's hands and feet are actually cold now, the temperature on his body is hot, and he is still getting chills, but the glass of water in his hand is already a bit cold for He Lanshu, but he can hold it and use it Come warm your hands.

"I'll arrange a ward for you, rest for one night, and leave the hospital tomorrow." He Lanshu didn't give Wen Jiu a chance to refuse, tucked the quilt for Wen Jiu and left.

Wen Jiu took another sip of water, and the temperature felt cold after taking it in. He frowned and swallowed it, and put it aside casually.

The sound insulation here doesn't seem to be very good. The head of the bed is close to the door, and Wen Jiu can vaguely hear a little bit of sound.

Wen Jiu put her hands between her legs to keep warm, and then moved to another place to continue after it cooled down.

Some voices of conversation outside were coming in intermittently, and Wen Jiu didn't mean it, but the voice had already reached his ears.

As he listened, he couldn't help but slowly quieted down, and put his head against the wall on purpose, trying to hear more clearly.

He Lanshu outside first negotiated with the old dean to arrange a ward, and soon a room was vacated on the top floor, but the doctors and nurses are still a little nervous, and he also suggested that Wen Jiu simply infuse some glucose and saline before observing and observing .

Too much infusion is not good for the body.Especially people like Wen Jiu who often have a fever, actually already have resistance to liquid medicine.

"What you said just now can only cure Ajiu's disease." He Lanshu repeated it briefly, looking at the dean calmly.

"Yes." The old dean shrugged. The eyes on his nose seemed to be very thick. There was also a rope tied around the neck around the mirror legs, which was a common device used to fix the eyes.

He held up his glasses, took the hot tea that had started to bubble after he entered from He Lanshu, and walked to the reception chair beside him, "That child is very preoccupied, I don't think he should be considered a Very happy people."

He Lanshu pursed his lips, and sat on the other side with an upright posture, his face was tired and somewhat slumped, "I have learned psychology from you for seven years, but I still only know the surface."

"You are very talented, and you are my favorite student. But you don't love this industry. A person who has no love in his heart is a psychological counselor to assist patients in treatment. To put it bluntly, you are contributing to the chronic nature of patients. Kill, Shu." The old dean sighed, "I have read his medical records a long time ago, since his car accident half a year ago, until now, his health has not been good, and he always has a fever."

He Lanshu nodded silently.

The old professor shrugged, "Maybe you can try to make him let go of his guard against you, and let him say everything he thinks, especially what happened half a year ago."

"I tried." He Lanshu looked down and twisted the teacup in his hand.

The dean is a native of country Y, and later went to country M to worship Mike, the most famous psychiatrist at that time, as his teacher, but the profiling god with an ordinary name but well-known throughout the academic world died of depression in the end. Suicide by swallowing pills.

Charlie never figured out the cause of his master's death all his life, and this incident also made him gradually disheartened, and he was slowly in a semi-retired state.

"I tried it more than once, but he never told me." He Lanshu said softly, "My lover has made some mistakes that are unforgivable to him, and I told him frankly that those things are not worth it. A mention, but more, I don't know at all."

It's not just him, no one knows except Wen Jiu himself.

After he finished speaking, he looked straight at the old dean. Charlie shook his head regretfully, expressing that he was helpless, "I'm old, Shu. You know better than me that during the treatment, the physical condition of the psychiatrist Without the ability to fight for a long time, the blow to patients is heavy."

The patient's condition is also divided into early, middle and late.Patients in the middle and advanced stages usually need some hypnotic techniques, but some masters—perhaps he can be called a master, always have their own intuition and a more effective method when hypnotizing patients, and usually can make them A patient who is awake will always have a unique code or something else.

Therefore, once the psychiatrist has syncope after high concentration during the treatment, the patient is likely to lose the connection in the dream, and if there is a miracle, he may still wake up.

But there are not so many miracles. Generally speaking, in a slightly better situation, the patient is insane, or even severely insane, and will die in his own imaginary death.

Of course he'd love to help out with something, but he's too old.He is highly concentrated, and it is difficult for him to persist for too long in an environment that ensures that there is no one in the room, is completely blocked, and makes people nervous and anxious.

Maybe even half an hour is already his limit.

He Lanshu fell into a deep silence when he heard the words, but he also knew that the profession of psychiatrists was dying, and as far as he knew, no one could be more accomplished than the person in front of him.

Charlie patted He Lanshu on the shoulder, expressed his apology and left.

After Wen Jiu heard the sound of the door lock ringing outside, she returned to the bed clutching the cold cup in her hand, her whole body sank deeply under the quilt, only her pair of eyes, which looked extremely empty and useless, were exposed. God's eyes.

He has a mental illness, which he knows.

How can a person, who has been alone in the hospital for so long, be sure that he is not sick.

Wen Jiu heard the sound of the door opening next to her, her eyes gradually recovered, and she smiled, "Is everything arranged?"

"En." He Lanshu carefully hugged Wen Jiu, including the quilt and pillow, as if holding the most precious treasure.

The quilt and pillows have been smoked with calming and soothing spices all year round, and Charlie also uses those for his daily necessities.

He didn't want to know why Charlie also used those ancient spices from China to smoke the quilt, it just happened to be used by Wen Jiu now.

There are still a lot of people in the hospital, but there is no one on the long aisle at the door of the dean's room. Wen Jiu curled up in He Lanshu's arms obediently. Several times she mustered up the courage to speak, but in the end they all disappeared from her lips. .

He frowned, he couldn't get his words out, and felt extremely uncomfortable holding back, he pursed his lips, and simply leaned on He Lanshu's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, he didn't know I fell asleep without thinking.

----

When it was bright the next day, the heavy snow outside the window had turned into small snowflakes, which fell on the human skin and melted before the color could be clearly seen.

The window was covered with a thin layer of snow, Wen Jiu stayed for a while after getting up as usual, and then got up to continue to stay.

When the door was pushed open, he thought it was He Lanshu, but he didn't expect that the person who came was Su Qin who had been allowed to go down to the ground, but could only rely on a wheelchair.

This time, instead of holding a durian in his hand, he replaced it with a whole fruit plate of small tomatoes.

Wen Jiu saw his smiling face as soon as he came in, and snatched the fruit bowl away expressionlessly the second he approached the hospital bed.

Su Qin's smiling face suddenly turned into a crying face.

"Young Master Wen, good Ajiu, I carried Martha on my back and asked Yu Dian to finally promise to bring it to me. It will be gone after eating!" Su Qin pitifully tugged on Wen Jiu's sleeve, almost kneeling down for him down.

Wen Jiu snorted softly and stuffed one into his mouth. As soon as he bit it down, he felt the refreshing feeling of the juice spraying into his mouth. He chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed, "I've got something to ask you, and I'll tell you if I agree."

"You say what you say."

"Which floor is the dean's office?" Wen Jiu stuffed another one, and ate it within a few strokes.

Needless to say, eating this thing is indeed addictive.

"It's upstairs." Su Qin looked at his father pitifully at his fruit plate.

There were only sixteen tomatoes in total. He showed off to Martha all morning, but he was only willing to eat two. Now Wen Jiu killed four in a short time with a 'crack!

Wen Jiu clapped his hands, and under Su Qin's terrified eyes, he picked out five big ones from the remaining ten small tomatoes, and then handed him the half-empty small fruit bowl, "Here, we will share half of the tomatoes when we meet. .”

He glanced at his hand, the liquid bottle had been transfused long ago, and the medical cotton wool was still stuck on his hand to stop the bleeding. It was probably only taken off for a while, and there was still some tingling, and his arm was still cold and not hot.

Su Qin didn't know whether to look at Wen Jiu or himself with the eyes of caring for the mentally handicapped. He wanted to cry but hugged his only five small tomatoes. After swallowing his saliva, he simply asked for a momentary pleasure I ate it all at once.

When she looked up, Wen Jiu had already run away without a trace.

Su Qin swallowed speechlessly, the meeting was split in half, but Wen Jiu obviously ate a few first!

Wen Jiu was wearing a hospital gown, and when she came out, she hurriedly tore off a fur shawl that was being worn on Su Qin's shoulders, and ran upstairs wearing slippers.

It's just that he didn't expect that when the stairs turned the corner, he bumped into He Lanshu who was about to go downstairs.

There were still few people here, Wen Jiu stepped on the stairs with her left foot, blinked her eyes, but said nothing.

He Lanshu looked at him for a while, then silently stretched out his right hand condescendingly.

Wen Jiu narrowed her eyes and laughed, took a big step up the three flights of stairs, and jumped in front of He Lanshu.

"How much did you hear last night?" He Lanshu touched Wen Jiu's hand without saying a word, took off his coat and put it on Wen Jiu.

"...Not much." Wen Jiu squeezed his hand guilty, and was led by He Lanshu back to the door of the dean's room.

He Lanshu stopped outside, "I have asked the teacher many times."

"I'm just going to try it. This kind of thing always needs to be resolved." Wen Jiu shook his hand.

When he had nothing to do in his previous life, he would read the idea newspaper prepared by the nurse from time to time, and there was only chicken soup on it.

Although for a person who is not strong in self-control, chicken soup is just a sentence that can speak to his heart, but after watching it for so long, Wen Jiu can slowly express the psychological thoughts of many people.

It can also be regarded as a long-term illness and becoming a doctor. He knew very well where his knot was, but he was helpless, and he didn't know what to do.

It was not so urgent half a year ago, and it was impossible to resolve the ten-year-long obsession in just a few months, but now he knew that what he had experienced in his previous life was just the tip of the iceberg, so he felt There was an unprecedented sense of panic.

He Lanshu nodded silently, Wen Jiu turned her head and was about to go in, but found that the two people's hands were still intertwined.

He looked back, smiled childishly, and suddenly rushed forward, hanging on He Lanshu's body, and then kissed him heavily on the mouth.

He Lanshu was stunned for a moment, and immediately took control of the sovereignty instead of the guest. He held Wen Jiu's buttocks in one hand and hugged him towards him, as if he wanted to integrate a person into his body.

Wen Jiu originally planned to kiss her, but she almost got angry with her.

He tapped He Lanshu's shoulder vigorously. After a while, He Lanshu also panted slightly and stopped his movements. He put Wen Jiu on the ground, looked at him, and gently touched his lips with his thumb. Obscure, with a very hoarse voice, "I'll wait for you to come out here."

Wen Jiu's face was very red, and he felt that the place touched by He Lanshu's thumb seemed to have a tingling sensation - he also forgot where he saw it, people subconsciously touched each other's lips with their thumbs At that time, desire arises.desire, and a very strong desire.see.

He hurriedly turned his head and knocked on the door, only he himself would know how nervous he was.

The old dean didn't think it was He Lanshu who left and returned, so when he saw Wen Jiu, he was really surprised.

Wen Jiu closed the door, and in the last gap, He Lanshu was still standing outside waiting for him quietly.

He turned around, sat opposite the dean, and said, "Sir, I didn't come here this time to ask you to treat me."

"Huh?" Charlie expressed his curiosity.

"I want you to hypnotize me and ask me these words." Wen Jiu took a pen aside, and wrote down all the things that I dreamed and dreamed all night into questions, "These things are so confusing to me. With the current things, I don't want to rely on anyone to be my antidote, I just want to rely on myself, and I don't want to be A Shu's burden."

Charlie picked it up and looked at it. Wen Jiu wrote in Chinese, which he could understand and was very proficient in.

After watching it for a while, he nodded slowly and put the paper back in his hand, "I swear by my professional qualifications, I promise that no one will know about the video of the hypnosis process except you and me. .”

Wen Jiu smiled with relief, and looked at Dean Charlie anxiously.

Charlie's expression was very kind, and his casual movements with a smile completely relieved Wen Jiu's nervousness, "Don't worry too much, it's just that the weather is too cold recently. Your situation is still difficult, and I still need some time to investigate more one time."

Wen Jiu nodded, "It should be."

Charlie laughed as he spoke, his face flushed like blood because of the surge of blood, "Don't worry too much, before I go to see God, I also want to see that my most beloved apprentice can have a complete and happy life. family."

Wen Jiu smiled shyly when she heard this, two dimples faintly appeared on her lips.

"This autumn is a very good season, and there is plenty of time. I can also go to China to experience the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion that Zong said." Charlie winked at Wen Jiu, and the atmosphere was suddenly filled with joy by his actions. up.

Unknowingly, Wen Jiu followed Charlie's words and began to answer, he would say what he asked, and he could extend some things he knew along the way.

In fact, Charlie had already picked up a pen and kept memorizing something, but Wen Jiu didn't seem to notice it at all.

The conversation lasted for a long time. When Wen Jiu woke up and looked at Dr. Charlie, she shrugged shruggingly, "Sorry, Jiu, I need to try to understand myself better before proceeding with the treatment." patients."

Wen Jiu expressed her understanding, and she didn't feel that her privacy had been violated, but felt a little more at ease in her heart.

----

When he came out, He Lanshu didn't ask him anything, but Wen Jiu couldn't help it, "Aren't you curious?"

"You will always tell me." He Lanshu glanced at him, "What do you want to eat?"

"Have some porridge, I'm afraid I'll vomit again." Wen Jiu was still terrified, although his mouth was still full of hunger, but he didn't dare to eat spicy food again in the short term.

He Lanshu smiled, "Go back and wait for me."

Wen Jiu lay back in the ward comfortably, and rubbed the direction of her chest subconsciously. It was as if a raging river was about to release the flood, but was forcibly blocked by a plug. Usually, she didn't feel it, but once When he is in a bad mood, he will feel very uncomfortable.

He Lanshu came back soon, with two servings of light porridge in his hand, Wen Jiu wrinkled his nose and sniffed it, opened the lid and said, "I just asked Dean Charlie to help me hypnotize me."

"Hypnosis?"

"Yeah." The porridge was too hot, and Wen Jiu ate it a little too hard. He almost lost his tongue feeling when he swallowed it. He quickly spit it into the palm of He Lanshu's hand where the paper was placed, and said with a breath, "Some things I'm afraid of. I know it myself. But I can’t figure it out, after hypnosis, I can tell myself.”

He Lanshu nodded slightly, but didn't say anything like wanting to accompany him together.

"Dr. Charlie said that the place of hypnosis is at home." Wen Jiu bit the tip of her tongue to vent her breath, and poked He Lanshu's arm with a smile, "That's the place where I can let my guard down the most."

He Lanshu's brows and eyes softened a little, and Wen Jiu hurriedly struck up the fire, "Do you still remember that when the time comes, I will tell you everything?"

"remember."

"Maybe, after hypnotizing me, that's the time." Wen Jiu held his chin, but he was still a little worried in his heart, and asked with his head tilted, "Ashu, when will you not want me anymore?" ?”

He Lanshu seemed to be taken aback when he heard the words, he thought for a long time but didn't have an answer, "Never."

"Then what if I fall in love with someone else, or am I disabled?" When Wen Jiu said this, her nose fluttered cautiously, her eyes widened, He Lanshu looked at him, put down the things in her hand, After thinking carefully, "First, we are already married. Even if you fall in love with someone else, with your temperament, you will either take the initiative to divorce me, or keep a distance from that person. As long as I don't divorce, you It will always be mine.”

Wen Jiu blinked, this passage...was exactly the same as what He Lanshu said before, he smiled and rolled his eyes, and planned to continue listening to the next question that kept popping up in his mind intermittently, "And What about the second?"

This time, He Lanshu was silent for a while, as if he had really imagined that scene, "If it's really like that, the last thing you want to see, and the one you want to see the most, will be me."

Yes.

Wen Jiu held her chin, it was indeed like this every time.

He has experienced it himself, so he knows better. After he was hospitalized in his last life, it was not only He Lanshu, but all the people who came to visit were rejected. He didn't want anyone to see him, but he hoped that he could Someone is with him.

He even once resented why He Lanshu didn't come to see him for so long. People's hearts are full of flesh. After so many years of husband and wife, he couldn't possibly fail to notice that He Lanshu was kind to him, but he lied to himself so wishfully. So long, so long that even he himself believed it.

But until in the small Buddhist hall where He Lanshao was closed, he followed He Lanshu with his soul or some other existence, and heard Su Qin say that He Lanshu only dared to look at him secretly outside the door. It's already relieved.

He just still stubbornly wanted to know more clearly, and it would be best if he could hear He Lanshu tell him this with his own ears.

"If I were a little cowardly, I would probably watch you secretly and bring your sister and your friends to you. Or I would be braver and go find you in person." He Lanshu slowed down a bit when he said this, as if he had suddenly thought of What, frowned tightly, "This kind of thing, I hope it will never happen."

"Well, no." Wen Jiu nodded heavily, and regardless of the food in front of the two of them, which was slowly becoming less hot, she threw herself into He Lanshu's arms, grinning like a child in the arms of her parents. roll over.

He tries, never will.