Warm Water Spirits

When I received the call from Pei Zhe, the car had just driven out of the Yunfu Ladder, and was waiting at the first crossroads to inform my assistant that I would prepare Jiang Yunqi for the next phase of dressing change before sending out the message that Pei Zhe called. show.

There was a slightly noisy sound of footsteps on the other end of the phone. Pei Zhe's voice was calm and clear, and he asked Jiang Yunqi's recent situation, as usual, polite and straight to the point.

Qijian remembered Jiang Yunqi's "tell me yourself", and hesitated when he heard the words: "Why did Mr. Pei suddenly ask this?"

Pei Zhe smiled slightly, knowing that from the standpoint of praying for a meeting, he undoubtedly favored Jiang Yunqi's wishes, so his tone was straightforward: "I know Yunqi has something to hide from me. I hope the doctor doesn't have to keep any secrets for him."

"He is young, and sometimes he does things indifferently, and regrets a lot afterwards."

Pray: "..."

But Qi Jian also tended to tell Pei Zhe.A week ago, Qi Jian might have helped Jiang Yunqi hide it, but right now respecting wishes is one thing, and treatment of the disease is more important.

The car was parked on the side of the road for 10 minutes, and Qi Jian gave an overview of the situation.

"... is currently in the early stages of schizophrenia, and there has been no sign of improvement, but it can be seen that he is forcing himself to adapt. I do not recommend this. His psychological defense is heavier than ordinary people. It is undoubtedly a waste to force himself to adapt at this time. Adding insult to injury."

"Based on the current trend, the results of the drug next week should be negative."

"As for what the hallucinations are, he never told me. The sleep is adjusted by drugs. According to my previous conversation with him, it has little effect."

"Schizophrenia has both positive and negative symptoms. Hallucinations and auditory hallucinations are positive. To put it bluntly, negative expressions include extreme emotional instability, lack of speech, self-shielding, etc., but as I said before, Jiang Yunqi controls this aspect very well. Well—I don’t know if this is a positive signal, because from the perspective of psychological research, the stronger the self-control in the early stage of the disease, the later stage is mostly out of control, and the probability of recovery is almost..."

Praying that he could feel the increasingly heavy silence on the other end of the phone, he said slowly: "Zero."

The sun shines brightly on the front window of the car, and many passersby hold umbrellas in their hands in case of rainy season.

Pei Zhe didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face.In the eyes of others, Pei Zhe, who was standing by the window and staring ahead, was too calm.

Only Pei Zhe knew that every word on the phone required him to use all his will to answer it.

At a certain moment, the heart seemed to be pulled out forcefully, there was no blood dripping, and there was no unbearable pain. Even when it was separated from the body, the throbbing heartbeat was pulling the blood vessels in the whole body to flow rapidly.

"Zero."

Pei Zhe repeated in a low voice, without any change in tone.

Qi Jian was inexplicably nervous, and explained: "This is just the worst case scenario. It cannot be ruled out that if... the results of the medication next week will improve—"

"Does the drug have any side effects? Yun Qi's lungs are not good."

Qi Jian immediately said: "It won't affect the lungs, it mainly targets the nerves. Both risperidone and sulpiride have been dosed under control. For side effects, sleep and appetite will be affected, but related drugs are also prescribed."

Pei Zhe didn't say anything more, and hung up the phone after thanking him.

I don't know if it's because Pei Zhe was so moody and angry. From what I heard, Pei Zhe was too calm, so calm that it made people feel that he was really just here to understand the situation, so that he hung up the phone for a few minutes. Here, Qi Jian felt as if he had completed a professional test.

But Qi Jian clearly felt that Pei Zhe's few words revealed an extremely depressed and heavy mood.

The boarding prompts began to rush.

Several colleagues behind me had already packed up their documents and prepared to board the plane, and some of them raised their hands and drank their coffee in one gulp.

Wen Yingyao walked over from the mini bar opposite, greeted several members of the Armament Department, and turned to Pei Zhe, first glanced at Pei Zhe who was unusually silent, then looked at the empty apron in front of them, snapped his fingers, The smile is loose.

Wen Yingyao's mother is an artist of traditional Chinese painting. The temperament brought out of her mother's womb is suave and free and easy. She always behaves a little casually, as if she doesn't pay attention to anyone, and her mouth is even more defiant. In short, it tests the opponent's psychological quality.

Compared with Pei Zhe's seriousness, Wen Yingyao seemed a bit cunning at the negotiating table when he talked about it.

"Deputy Pei has something on his mind?"

Wen Yingyao joked, but this title is now tacit.

There is a third deputy in the first department of the foreign affairs department, and one deputy department was vacated just last year, and there are three candidates.It's just that among these three people, the other two have the same number of years. Everyone knows that Pei Zhe will not choose the other two if he is there.

So secretly, everyone changed their address to Pei Zhe.

A few colleagues from behind looked at the two bosses to watch the excitement, while watching Pei Zhe's reaction.

But Pei Zhe didn't respond to Wen Yingyao at all, and stood expressionlessly in front of the glass window.

Wen Yingyao also knew that Pei Zhe would not talk to him if he had nothing to do.

"Just after the meeting with Bu Sun, news came from the research institute that the 'Skywalker' project is preparing to restart. The specific situation will be discussed after we finish this round of talks. The blueprint will be sent to you in a few days. You can look at the data first. .”

Pei Zhe didn't speak, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Pei Zhe said, "I have something to do at home, and I'm going to take a month off." After speaking, Pei Zhe called Yu Cheng'an, who was standing in front of the trash can, pouring coffee with his head tilted up: "Help me book the fastest flight back to China right now. .”

Yu Cheng'an guessed that he drank too much coffee, his mind was full of water, and he didn't think about the progress of the negotiation, so he said "oh" and went to do it.

Wen Yingyao couldn't understand the whole process for more than ten seconds. The negotiating table was not so fast and exciting, so he immediately froze in place.

Pei Zhe looked down at the time, and continued: "I will sort out the details on the plane, and send the mail to Yu Cheng'an when I get off the plane. I figured it out, and the time is just right. There is no major problem in this issue. The main thing is personnel. I will make specific arrangements. I will email you within three working days after getting off the plane, and then please—”

"Pei Zhe."

Relieved, Wen Yingyao rubbed his temples, his face darkened: "What's the matter? Is there something at home? Is there anything you want to ask for a month?"

"You don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at the deputy department in the second half of the year—"

Pei Zhe turned to look at him with a serious tone, "I'm not joking."

Wen Yingyao frowned: "One month? You said you're not joking? Could it be that I was joking?!"

Pei Zhe's mind was obviously not here, and he spoke slowly: "Maybe I will have to ask for leave later. If there are personnel changes in the department, I will completely obey."

Taking a month off, the so-called personnel change is tantamount to demotion.

Wen Yingyao stared at Pei Zhe and couldn't say a word, his eyes seemed to be looking at an unreasonable person: "What's the matter? Your sister is going to have a third child? What does it matter to you? Is Wencuo a display? Or—"

After more than a year after the incident, Wen Yingyao remembered another person.

"What's the matter with that little brat? Didn't they all win the championship? You're so grown-up and you still need to follow him around?"

Pei Zhe knew that Wen Yingyao was thinking for him, so he thought for a while and said, "Yun Qi is sick."

When this sentence came out of Pei Zhe's mouth, the amount of information it contained was not only superficial.Wen Yingyao naturally knew that, hearing the words and frowning and staring at Pei Zhe, he gradually felt the same as Qi Jian.

Pei Zhe was nervous, or it would be more accurate to say flustered, rubbing the belly of his fingers resting on his side, his breath suppressed.

For a while, Wen Yingyao was convinced that Pei Zhe had lost his mind.

This is a rare thing, and Wen Yingyao can't help being silent when he rarely sees it.

After a while, Yu Chengan ran back with a face full of shock, and he also realized it. When he arrived, he looked at the two superiors and handed the return ticket to Pei Zhe: "Pei Si, an hour later. Direct."

Pei Zhe didn't say anything, and reached out to take it.

After another meeting, staff from the airport have come to inquire.

Wen Yingyao's tone was flat, and he turned around: "I'll help you bear it first. I'll talk about the excuse. Let's go."

Pei Zhe didn't speak.

After taking two steps, Wen Yingyao couldn't help it, and sighed: "It's really not enough for a month. Pei Zhe, don't you want to do it anymore?"

Pei Zhe lowered his eyes: "To tell you the truth, I don't have any extra thoughts now."