keep running, i won't break your legs

With all the things he got along with Chen Ming, he couldn't connect the white moonlight in his heart with depression, especially if it was severe.

Suddenly, he thought of the reason for bringing him to counseling. That night, Chen Ming's behavior was indeed uncharacteristic, and his whole body was covered with negative emotions.

But what has he experienced?Why can't the big sunny boy come back?

Rather than exploring the cause, the top priority is to cure his depression.

When he thought that Chen Ming might think of committing suicide and abandoning himself at any time, he felt uncomfortable for a while, his youthful dream.

At this point, he seems to have gradually realized his purpose of studying medicine.

The report card was crumpled by him and thrown into the trash can.

When Qin Siyuan returned to school, the first thing he did was to find Fan Cage, took him out of the laboratory, and said solemnly: "I want to transfer to psychology."

The old man held a pair of bloody tweezers in his hand, with a blank expression on his face: "What did you say?"

Qin Siyuan didn't answer, just stared at him, waiting for him to react.

"What?!" A few seconds later, Fan Cage let out a shocking roar, "Fuck you!"

Qin Siyuan's black line, can he pay attention to quality, he is shameless and wants it himself.

No matter what he complained about in his heart, Fan Long didn't care about it, and he pointed at his nose again and scolded fearlessly: "You've got a lot of skills, you just said to change your major after graduation, why didn't you say it later?"

Qin Siyuan didn't answer him directly, but brought up the report card: "Chen Ming has severe depression."

"Chen Ming?" Fan Long chewed for a while before remembering the owner of this name, "The one you brought here?"

Qin Siyuan nodded, Fan Long was obsessed with experiments, and it was pretty good that he could remember the patient from a week ago.

The way of thinking in research is general, but after a while, Fan Cage connected the two sentences before and after.

"You want to switch to psychology because of him?"

Qin Siyuan nodded again.

"It's rare," Fan Long teased, "The iron tree will bloom one day, but why did you open it towards the one with the handle?"

Qin Siyuan didn't bother to bother with him about his bad mouth: "Is it okay?"

"Okay, as long as it's an individual."

"No, I mean switching to psychology."

As a clinical student who has just graduated, if he wants to get in touch with in-depth psychology, he can only go through the back door of the cage.

"That won't work."

The teasing look on Fan Long's face faded, replaced by prudence, he didn't want his proud disciple to give up eight years of study.

Qin Siyuan silently stared at the tweezers in his hand.

Goosebumps appeared on Fan Cage's back, and he quickly threw the tweezers back on the lab table, turned around and asked him solemnly: "Have you thought it through? You have studied clinical and psychology with me throughout university. It's just scratching the surface."

Qin Siyuan looked at him firmly, waiting for a yes or no.

This aspect doesn't make sense to him, Fan Long can only say another aspect: "Severe depression is not that simple. Even if you study psychology now, you don't have much time left, and you don't even have time to figure out what he's thinking."

He was not alarmist, but stated the facts. He diagnosed the child himself, and he was unmistakable. Once the dark side of his heart broke out, no one could stop him. It didn't mean that figuring out what he was thinking would save him.

Hearing this, Qin Siyuan really frowned. He was thinking of "prescribing the right medicine" before, and he also wanted to spend time in-depth understanding of mental illness so as to find a cure.

His way of thinking has always been like this, grasping the root cause and treating the inside and outside.

It's just that this time it won't work, he doesn't have so much time to return to the original.

"Then what should I do?" You can't sit still.

Fan Long sighed, and slowly shook his head, Qin Siyuan's heart immediately twitched, this is, it's hopeless?

The cunning old man took a peek at Qin Siyuan, saw his expression, and chuckled in satisfaction, making him disrespect himself so much.

After admiring the special color on Qin Siyuan's face, Fan Long grabbed the loose wig distressedly and said, "It's not impossible."

Hearing that there was still hope, Qin Siyuan let go of his strained heart, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that he made a fuss, but that he doesn't have a deep understanding of psychology. The only psychologist he knows is the one in front of him, and he can only learn about it from him.

He also thought that if he was asked to seek other experts because of Chen Ming's depression, it would be better for him to die with Chen Ming.

Social phobia is actually a serious disease. It is said that he is still in medical school and is still working as an assistant under Fan Lao.

This is because he subjectively does not want to blend in with the crowd and get close to strangers. If he insists on putting strangers beside him, it will only make him feel disgusted.

After he warned Fan Long not to try to treat him with such direct therapy for the Nth time, Fan Long finally gave up and threatened that he would never take care of him in this life, but it was just talking.

So when Yuan Silang appeared three years ago, Gu Zihang and Shao Xueyang did not drive him away. After all, he was the only person Qin Siyuan had grown close to in the past five years.

52. Rare melancholy

Here, for the sake of his own safety, Fan Long didn't tease him anymore.

"It's true that time is tight, but with me here, there must be a cure." The little old man blew on his non-existent beard, full of pride, and finally waited for the day when this kid begged for himself.

But he didn't feel complacent for too long, because Qin Siyuan's eyes were too hostile, he felt a little guilty.

Coughing twice in embarrassment, he finally said solemnly: "His condition has developed more seriously, and he can only take imported antidepressants and physical therapy to achieve a radical effect, but it is easy to relapse after recovery, this is what you need doing."

Is it severe enough to require physical therapy?Physiotherapy is also commonly known as surgery, and the purpose of surgery is to repair damaged brain nerves.

But what do you need him for?He doesn't understand.

So he asked, "What do I need to do?"

Fan Long glanced at him strangely, and replied: "Look at him, don't let him relapse."

That time when he asked Chen Ming in private if they were a couple, Chen Ming smiled and didn't answer, and he automatically identified the two as a couple in his heart, so taking care of Chen Ming is Qin Siyuan's business, and the family members should take care of them Responsibility.

Qin Siyuan said "oh" coldly, and didn't answer any more, and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Perhaps because he couldn't bear to see him become depressed because of Chen Ming's illness, Fan Long stretched out his arms to pat him on the shoulder, but in the end he could only reach his upper arm.

"What for?" Qin Siyuan frowned, staring at the gloved hand on his arm, "Take it away."

In the entire academy, apart from his granddaughter, the only one who dared to talk to Fan Long like this was Qin Siyuan who "knows no respect".

As usual, Fan Long was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, and swallowed all the consolation words he had planned, and pushed him away.

"Go away, son of a bitch."

He turned around cursing, but this time he was still very angry.

The students in the laboratory were not surprised. Some of them didn't have time to restrain their smiles, and they were caught by the cage and made a fuss. .

The sound of admonishment from the cage filled the wall. Qin Siyuan looked at the place for a while, until the dead leaf on the tree finally fell slowly, and then he lifted his feet and left.

In the cool breeze of September, Beijing University is full of people at night, the freshmen are jumping up and down, and the sound of the piano is heard from the music classroom.

He couldn't tell what the song was, but found it surprisingly pleasant to his ears, so he found an empty green lawn downstairs, sat down and listened quietly.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and he opened his eyes suddenly, realizing that he had taken a nap for a while. After class, the students flocked to the big lawn, and he got up to make way.

When walking past the music building, a girl was chatting and laughing with her friend and didn't look at the road. She slipped and almost ran into his arms.

Giving up the opportunity to throw herself into the arms of the pretty girl who was at his fingertips, Qin Siyuan stepped aside and only stretched out a hand to grab the girl's arm.

Under the inertia, the girl still took a few steps forward, and the bones of her arms were almost dislocated.

Seeing that she was standing still, Qin Siyuan withdrew his hand, hid behind her and wiped it calmly.

Just when he wanted to learn from Lei Feng to do good deeds without leaving a name, the girl excitedly called out to him: "Brother Qin!"

Hearing the sound, he turned his head in doubt, and looked at the girl's strange face with a dazed expression.

The girl laughed, delicately touched his bare forearm, and complained: "Brother Qin, don't you remember me? I'm Xiaoxiao."

Qin Siyuan stepped back a little, and suddenly realized: "Fan Xiaoxiao?"

The girl nodded, then whispered a few words to her friends, and they smiled and stole glances at Qin Siyuan before leaving.

Fan Xiaoxiao is another granddaughter in this college who dares to quarrel with Fan Long.

Originally, he and Fan Xiaoxiao didn't know each other, but Fan Long often dragged him to do research day and night, and when Fan Xiaoxiao came to visit his old man, every time he was next to him, he recognized him as familiar.

It was only later that Fan Xiaoxiao was admitted to a foreign university and had no time to return to the laboratory for several years, so he couldn't remember who she was for a while.

Qin Siyuan saw that she was pushing the others away, and he didn't want to stay any longer, he just waited to say "goodbye" before running away.

But Fan Xiaoxiao didn't give him this chance, so she turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Qin, we haven't seen each other for so long, let's chat with me."

Qin Siyuan is obviously a person who doesn't understand customs, but he really doesn't want to go anywhere now, and this person is Fan Long's granddaughter, so we should show some face, after all, he will be relied on to treat Chen Ming's depression in the future.

He nodded slightly, agreeing.

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