Xueba, wake up

He Zhonghe had no memory of how to do the color Doppler ultrasound and CTA, but he had never been so calm when waiting for the results.

My mother has always been vague about his illness, and hasn't had a review in these years.

Every day, I take a lot of pills that have been packaged and have never seen the packaging.

Avoid spicy food, avoid junk food, avoid high oil, high fat and high sugar. He has made many mistakes, and he hardly follows the "doctor's advice" from his mother except for daily work and rest.

I have been taking medicine, is there a cure?Has been banned, has it worsened?

Even in the first half of his third year of high school, He Zhonghe didn't even pay attention to his work and rest. Under the high-intensity study and pressure, he didn't even notice. Except for the usual occasional heart palpitations, dizziness and chest tightness, nothing happened at all.

He remembered what he said to Yan Sheng before.

Things that are taken for granted are actually false, how terrifying.

All the clues finally pointed to the truth in a panic, and the rhythm was suddenly disrupted. No one had the courage to explore what to do next.

So when he got the test results, he was so numb that he didn't feel surprised.

Sinus tachycardia.

Yan Sheng confirmed to the doctor again and again that not only did he not have pulmonary heart disease, but he also had no history of pulmonary heart disease.

"Everyone's heart function level is different. The natural function is weak and you can only pay attention to it. If you are sick, there is no big problem."

"Now eight out of ten young people have this problem. Stay up less late and exercise more." The doctor gave such an oral prescription.

"Does the white hair have anything to do with this?" He Zhonghe asked.

"No, it may be the gray hair caused by excessive drug hormones, or it may be a family inheritance." The doctor said.

Suddenly, there was an indescribable feeling of blockage or comfort, and He Zhonghe smiled.

This is what my mother said all the year round, "You are not in good health", "You have pulmonary heart disease", "You must always pay attention, a lack of medicine may endanger your life".

The disease artificially created by his mother has trapped him for so many years like a curse.

And I hardly doubted it, and I persuaded myself to ignore it even if there were mistakes, and chose to trust my mother.

It makes people chill.

"Why don't you tell Auntie first?" Yan Sheng looked at He Zhonghe sitting on the chair in a daze.

"Speak." He Zhonghe closed his eyes, bit his lips, and folded the report in his hand.

"Tell her now, I'm afraid her mental state will be even worse." Yan Sheng took the report from him, "First of all, she must be in a stable state and be willing to receive treatment."

"A bunch of things have not been resolved, and it is impossible to solve them immediately." He Zhonghe looked at him, "She won't be able to stabilize for a while, and it will only drag on and get worse."

Yan Sheng sighed, he was also panicking now, he had been panicking ever since Lao Zheng called him to the office to show his photos, but he had to be calmer than He Zhonghe, these things piled up would be a huge blow to He Zhonghe's family.

He is different from He Zhonghe, he has no worries in his family, so he can be more calm, but He Zhonghe has Du Lanzhen, and the conflicts come from Du Lanzhen, and He Zhonghe needs to solve all kinds of problems.

"You go back to school first." He Zhonghe walked to Du Lanzhen's ward.

"I'm afraid I'll get into a fight with Lao Zheng in the office when I go back." Yan Sheng walked beside him, "It's impossible to pass this more than a month as peacefully as before. I'm going back to school, how about you? Here you think about how to solve it Yet?"

He Zhonghe stopped at the door of the ward, with his hand on the doorknob.

"What will you do next? Can you go back to school, and can your aunt accept it?"

"...I haven't thought about it yet." He Zhonghe rubbed his hair vigorously, his voice softened, "I'm very messy now, very messy."

"I'm messed up too." Yan Sheng said softly, "I can't run away now, I'll leave you to continue messing around."

"My mother will probably be even worse seeing you..." He Zhonghe lowered his head.

"But I can stay here, at the door of the ward." Yan Sheng straightened his messy hair, "Go and communicate with Auntie, and call me if you have something to do."

Du Lanzhen was lying on the hospital bed, and when she heard the door open, she sat up and stared at him, not knowing what He Zhonghe was thinking about when he went to the cardiac surgery just now, she looked at him with a strange expression, and she seemed to be hysterical again. ready to go.

He Zhonghe walked over in silence, and directly handed her the inspection report.

The moment Du Lanzhen saw the inspection report, her hands trembled.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the communication was not over yet, Yan Sheng had been standing in the corridor listening to the movement inside, for several hours, the ward was surprisingly quiet.

There was a "click" on the door of the ward, and Yan Sheng took a step back to the side.

He Zhonghe's eyes were red and his eyelids were a little swollen.

"I'll see the doctor tomorrow." He Zhonghe spoke in a tired voice, "Clean up and leave the hospital first."

After leaving the hospital, they went back to each house, and now they were separated, and they felt even more uncertain. Du Lanzhen was in an unstable state, and she was in a daze without saying a word. He Zhonghe didn't even dare to touch her mobile phone, and kept staring at her.

This superficial truce lasted until Du Lanzhen went to the bedroom to go to sleep. She had entered the bedroom, but she retreated and said softly to He Zhonghe, "Don't go to school tomorrow."

The tone is indisputable.

He Zhonghe sat on the sofa and didn't answer.

Du Lanzhen didn't continue, she stood there watching him for a while, then closed the door and entered the bedroom.

The house is quiet.

Very tired, very tired, exhausted physically and mentally.

My mind is empty, I don't want to think about anything.

The only thing I negotiated with my mother today was to let her see a psychiatrist, and the starting point of all this today has not been resolved.

Or it hasn't quite started yet.

Mom's focus today is on the fact that he entered the small class and concealed his grades, and I haven't studied Yansheng in detail yet.

When the biological clock woke up He Zhonghe from the sofa very punctually in the morning, Du Lanzhen was standing at the entrance changing shoes.

Today she left very early, He Zhonghe was confused for a while listening to her rustling, changing shoes and keys, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He sat up abruptly: "Mom, what are you doing?"

Du Lanzhen closed the partition door and put the last spare key she found into her handbag: "Aunt Huang will cook for you at noon."

"Hey!" He Zhonghe was in a hurry, just jumped off the sofa, the door was closed with a "bang", and then there were two very fast locking sounds.

He Zhonghe stood on the ground in a daze.

"Fuck." He looked at the door of the house.

"Hold!"

A rack of glass cups on the coffee table was slammed down and shattered all over the place.

He Zhonghe walked into the bedroom quickly, and Du Lanzhen didn't leave any of the spare phone or the cell phone he had replaced before. He didn't find the notebook or tablet, and even the reader that had been used to cover the instant noodles was taken away.

A state of total isolation.

It's too ridiculous.

The whole house was messed up by searching. He Zhonghe was too lazy to tidy up, and slowly slid to the ground leaning on the back of the sofa.

Yesterday was too sudden and chaotic, so I didn't discuss with Yan Sheng about countermeasures and confessions.

Today Yansheng will definitely go to the class to find him.

Can't find what to do in a hurry.

What to do if you are in a hurry to find Lao Zheng or Du Lanzhen.

What should I do if the situation of laning failure is more serious.

He Zhonghe is now like a half-cooked ant on a hot pot, anxious, there is nothing he can do, he can only sit and wait for death.

He can't even be carefree when he's dazed and anxious. He hasn't had the college entrance examination yet.

Opening the exercise book in front of the desk in a trance and doing it very mechanically, I suddenly wanted to laugh.

He Zhonghe twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a crying expression.

Flying Dog watched him go crazy turning over and throwing things at home, and finally sat down at the desk to study calmly, and came to visit curiously.

"Go aside." He Zhonghe said weakly, "I really want to beat people up now, and it's not bad for dogs."

Flying Dog fled out of the bedroom winkingly.

At twelve noon, Aunt Huang opened the door and came in on time. He Zhonghe was still absent-mindedly working on the questions, and ran out when he heard the noise: "Aunt Huang, I have something to do, I have to go out..."

Aunt Huang didn't say a word, she quickly closed the door and put away the key, then spread her hands: "Your mother won't let me let you out."

Aunt Huang was the eldest sister who helped with cooking and cooking at He Zhonghe's house before moving here.

Her stocky body blocked the door, she put the key in her trouser pocket, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and walked into the kitchen.

After eating anxiously, He Zhonghe dragged Aunt Huang and begged for a long time with all kinds of excuses. She was completely unmoved, and went out after cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks and the broken cups on the ground, and ruthlessly did not pick them up for him The chance at the door, the force pushed him back with astonishing force.

It was a very rough day.

In the afternoon, He Zhonghe couldn't calm down to study, and after sitting for a while, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets in every corner of the house.

I have only lived in this house for less than three years, and I have brought almost nothing with me. It is unrealistic to dig out old phones and computers.

After tossing and tossing until Du Lanzhen was about to go home at night, He Zhonghe quickly cleaned up the traces of turning things, turned off the light and lay down on the sofa.

Du Lanzhen called him, but he didn't answer.

Seeing that He Zhonghe remained motionless, Du Lanzhen sat down and said, "I'm going to see a doctor today."

"Severe OCD."

He Zhonghe sat up and looked at her.

"It will be treated." Du Lanzhen said, "I know that I am not mentally healthy...since your father left."

He Zhonghe still didn't speak. Yesterday's inspection report completely tore her lies for more than ten years in front of her eyes. Even if Du Lanzhen shut him up at home, even if it was because of mental illness, she still felt guilty.

"Do you know what happened to your dad?" Du Lanzhen's voice was very soft.

He Zhonghe looked at her nervously, but she seemed to be in a stable state, and she was not excited or irritable when she brought up her father.

"At that time, he went swimming in the artificial lake with his colleagues." Du Lanzhen said, "I dreamed that he had an accident the night before, and it turned out that something really happened."

"When I went, he was placed on the shore, and he was picked up the next day, and his body was already swollen."

Du Lanzhen was dreaming: "People with swollen eyes have gray eyes, and your father's mouth is full of garbage and mud, and his five sense organs are deformed by the bubbling."

"Mom." He Zhonghe hugged his mother's shoulders and patted her back hard, frowning.

"You were still lying in the baby carriage at that time." Du Lanzhen spoke with a sigh, "Human life is too fragile. God gave me a hint at that time, but I didn't care. I thought about it countless times, if I didn't let you Your dad will go, if his co-worker has something to do that day, if his unit suddenly works overtime at that time... There are so many possibilities, but it happened to be on this line, and your dad went to the artificial lake..."

"It's terrible. Sometimes I think that your father's accident is God's punishment for me, and sometimes I think it's God's gift for you to grow up carefree."

Du Lanzhen looked at He Zhonghe: "Can you understand mom? Mom really has nothing to do."

She opened the double-layer cabinet on the coffee table, and took out several boxes of medicines from the inside, all of which were supplements and vitamins: "This is the medicine you usually take."

He Zhonghe was a little short of breath, and his whole body was foggy.

He put away the medicine and looked at Du Lanzhen: "Mom, I won't blame you."

After saying this, Du Lanzhen burst into tears.

"But since you know it's obsessive-compulsive disorder, we have to heal slowly. Many knots need to be solved slowly. I'm eighteen, and I can't just go home and avoid all the dangers you imagined."

"Mom can only do this." Du Lanzhen was still very stubborn, "There is no other way."

He Zhonghe closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Still can't communicate.

When my mother went to the doctor and told his father, she was not seeking forgiveness and reasons, but to find a reasonable explanation for her unreasonable behavior.

After washing up, he returned to the bedroom and closed the door like a walking dead, He Zhonghe opened the window.

It's past ten o'clock, and it's time for self-study next night.

However, half of his body was leaned out, but He Zhonghe couldn't see the light from the opposite door and window.

He didn't realize something was wrong until it was almost eleven o'clock before the lights came on.

Knock on the wall, once, two, and three times, but no one answers.

He Zhonghe broke out in cold sweat.

Yansheng didn't come back.

All kinds of things on my mother's side were expected, but Yan Sheng's sudden disappearance really caught him by surprise.

Originally, he could still hold his breath, but now he is completely confused.