Officer Xiang and Mumu

Ling Yunmu shifted his eyes from looking at the ceiling a little bit, then grabbed my arm and sat up with support.

I think he has improved since last time I saw him!

However, it was too early to be happy, he was still trembling all over, feeling powerless, and still enduring indescribable suffering.Remembering that he hadn't taken medicine for a long time, he hurried to the living room and brought over the medicine box prepared by the doctor, which contained more medicine than before.

"Mumu, take the medicine." I poured the medicine into the palm of my hand, and as soon as I stretched it out to his mouth, he slapped it to the ground, and the pills were scattered everywhere.

I hastily picked up the pills one by one, feeling a little embarrassed, I couldn't take the dirty ones.Worrying? Wei Chenglan came in at some point, holding a box of clean ones in his hand.

Ling Yunmu didn't want to take the medicine, and waved his hands randomly, but the doctor's order cannot be disobeyed, I grabbed him and finally finished feeding him, while Luo Jun scolded me for not being gentle enough.

I said, "Doctor, does he seem very anxious?" In the past, Ling Yunmu was mostly dull and slow-thinking. It is not common to be so angry and anxious like tonight.

Wei Chenglan said: "It's nothing. Compared with the positive symptoms that are easy to find out, the negative symptoms of apathy and slow thinking are the most difficult to treat. Be patient."

That's the case, then I'm relieved.

Wei Chenglan only observed for a moment, "It seems that he is fine. Sometimes the secondary personality occupies the main consciousness, and the main personality falls into a deep sleep, avoiding prolonged exposure to visual and auditory hallucinations. On the contrary, it is a rare healing, but there are also The opposite situation, in short, requires improvisation."

I nodded silently, Ling Yunmu's air pressure was very low, and my whole body was on guard.Luo Jun wanted to hold his brother's hand and say a few words, but was pushed away by the irritable Ling Yunmu, and was also smashed several times by the thrown book.

"Okay, you hurry up, he doesn't want to see you." I finally had a reason to drive the little one away, Luo Jun was obviously injured.

"Luo Jun, this is a mental patient. Don't judge him with ordinary people's eyes. You have to accept him, you know?"

"You're the only one who is amazing... I'll come back tomorrow morning!" Luo Jun took one last look at Ling Yunmu before walking out reluctantly.

Ling Yunmu was still sulking, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.

I sat on the edge of the bed next to him and called him: "Mumu?"

He heard the sound, but looked away, as if he couldn't tell the direction of the sound.I reached out and gently stroked one side of his hair and pinned it behind the ear. This slight touch guided him in the direction. He turned his head and saw me, as if seeing me for the first time tonight...

Then, he stared at me fiercely.

"Mumu, you are so fierce tonight..." I picked up a pillow and looked at him with a smile. I always felt that something was missing... By the way, it was glasses!Ren's glasses have been taken off a long time ago, and now I will put black frames on him, so that he can see clearly.

The glasses widened his field of vision. Sure enough, he no longer showed a fierce expression, but turned into an extremely deep state, sitting quietly like a thinker.

I can't understand...

"Mumu, don't you have anything you want to tell me?"

The only regret is that he has never been able to speak half a sentence. The last time he spoke was when he saw Tan Xiaolong's photo, and finally squeezed out the word "Tan Xiaolong". I don't know why he would Language expression is limited.

But I couldn't help but want to tell him many... many...

"Mumu, forgive me for being so late. You should have known me three years ago, right?"

Because Luo Jun wanted to blow up the Tao Juli neighborhood on New Year's Eve, Ling Yunmu wrote a letter to the Public Security Bureau, a letter that was either an informant or a provocation.I was the person in charge of that case, Ling Yunmu hid in the dark, it is impossible not to see me.

"Since you know me, why don't you let me help you?" The past is over, there is no turning back, and in the end I don't know what I'm talking about.

"Do you know why Ling Youchen abused cats? Why did he become like this? Why is Mumu's last diary full of guilt?"

"Did something happen before he became cat abuser?" There is a paedophile father, it is hard for me not to blame Ling Qiaosheng, is it all his fault?

"There are also quilts folded into tofu cubes..."

"Hmm..." Ling Yunmu suddenly covered his head and whimpered, and I quickly comforted him, "Okay, I won't talk anymore, I'm sorry Mumu!"

Sure enough, he was listening to me!

My head hurts, why is that?Is it because of the drug effect?Antipsychotic drugs generally inhibit the patient's nerve center and have hypnotic and sedative effects.It's not surprising that the patient has a headache if his thoughts are persistent.

It must have irritated him deeply just now, his eyes were bloodshot, and he moaned in pain.

"Mumu!" I held his hand, just wanting to infuse my energy into his body, and face the scourge in the abyss together with him.

I thought he would fall asleep with pain and pain, just like before, but tonight he grabbed my hand with great difficulty, spread my palm with difficulty, and with all his strength, tremblingly drew a line on the palm of my hand. root thread.

Is he trying to tell me something?Overjoyed, even though it hurts to breathe at the same time.

Mumu, cheer up, please give me some instructions!

How difficult it is for him to draw a line, he finally added another stroke, and drew it obliquely on the top of the first stroke, forming a sharp corner at the top of the two strokes.

I put my other hand around his back because he looked like he was going to fall any moment.

What exactly is he trying to paint?

When he finally added the last stroke, it turned out to be an equilateral triangle!Or is it a pyramid?

What do you mean?

"Hmm..." He finally collapsed into my arms, this triangle has exhausted his strength, and at the same time his headache has not abated at all, and he is still whimpering in a low voice.

He must be shaking his head uncontrollably. I don't think it can go on like this. I have to ask Dr. Wei to prescribe some medicine to calm him down.But he hugged my waist tightly and refused to let me get up, biting his lips and bleeding.

"Mumu, you need to rest." I couldn't watch him wake up in such pain, but his prayer was so sincere, I completely understood his meaning, "Okay, I will wait for you, and wait for you to overcome the difficulties yourself."

I can't imagine what he was going through, I just felt that he was trembling and inserting his nails into my arm again and again, twisting and struggling like a snake on the verge of death. ...and I can't do anything...

Until all the strength in his body was exhausted, he lay on my lap as limp as if he had fallen apart.

I beat myself on the head, feeling useless at all.

"If...if you want to see me..."

what did i hear?

"Draw... draw this..."

If you want to meet me, draw this triangle?This is what Ling Yunmu told me!

Weeping with joy, I gently straightened his body, let him lie on the bed, and asked, "Mumu, can you finally talk?"

The temples on his face were covered with tiny beads of sweat, his face was pale, and his eyelids were so heavy that he could barely lift them.

"Are you going to sleep?"

"Together..." The voice was weak, but very clear.

I froze for a moment, feeling a little sweet for no reason...