Case File Compendium

This is Xie Xue's brother, Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng once treated He Yu's illnesses and was their family's personal doctor.

Although He Yu looks like a normal person on the outside, he has always given outsiders the impression of being gentle, courteous and thrifty, with excellent character, knowledge and deeds.However, the He family has a little-known secret—the enviable "other people's child" has suffered from a rare mental illness since childhood.

It is an isolated case, and only four patients have been recorded in medical records so far.The basic condition of each patient is similar. There are congenital defects in the hormone system and nervous system. When they are disordered, their temperament will change drastically. Tendency, standard antisocial personality, physical symptoms such as high fever, confusion, etc., each attack is more serious than the previous one.

Clinically, this disease is called "spiritual Ebola". It will gradually disintegrate the spirit, make the body numb, add up the body and mind, and die twice.The disease worsens step by step, just like cancer. The patient gradually evolves from a person with full capacity for civil conduct to a person with limited capacity for civil conduct, and finally completely loses capacity for civil conduct, and will become a complete lunatic.

Cases No. 1 to No. 3, before they completely deteriorated, they could not stand the torture and died.

He Yu is number 4.

His parents took him to see many well-known doctors at home and abroad, but it was useless. The doctors thought that the only way to delay was to ask a medical staff to accompany He Yu for long-term monitoring treatment to reduce the incidence of illness. Rate.

For various reasons, the He family finally found Xie Qingcheng, who was only 21 years old at the time.

That year, He Yu was eight years old.

But now He Yu is nineteen years old, and Xie Qingcheng is 32 years old.

Xie Qingcheng looked calmer than before, even indifferent. He was not easy to make too much disturbance about things, so he didn't report too much surprise to He Yu's sudden return to China. He only spent a few seconds It took him a while to look at the young man he hadn't seen in three or four years from head to toe, and then ignored He Yu's polite greetings.

Given his age and social status, he is not interested, and he has to talk face to face with a boy who is not yet 20 years old.

He just asked, "Why are you here."

"I……"

"It's already at this point, this is the staff dormitory building of the female school."

He Yu smiled, although he wanted to scold you, didn't you come here too, but he still said politely: "I haven't seen Mr. Xie for a long time, we talked for a long time, I forgot the time, I'm sorry, thank you doctor."

"You don't need to call me Doctor Xie anymore, I'm not a doctor anymore."

He Yu said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it."

"...Oh." Seeing the stiff atmosphere between the two of them, Xie Xue quickly reconciled, "Well, brother, don't be so serious... He Yu, you sit down, you don't have to be too nervous, everyone has been waiting for a long time. Gone."

While talking, she distanced herself from He Yu again, very politely - she often did this, when she was alone with He Yu it was very relaxed, and her demeanor was more intimate, but once other people were present, especially Xie Qingcheng When she was present, she would maintain a very polite boundary with He Yu.

He Yu reckoned that Xie Qingcheng had been scolded and afraid of her behavior like this since she was a child.Her elder brother who looks like a master in the feudal society is a standard straight male cancer, and he is also a particularly machismo, especially a straight male cancer.

This kind of person is often very sensitive to the potential safety hazards of his family members.When Xie Xue was young, Xie Qingcheng didn't even allow her to wear skirts that didn't reach her knees.Once when the school organized a home-school performance, Xie Xue was doing a breakdance, and Xie Qingcheng's face turned dark from the audience. When the little girl got off the stage, he asked her with a sullen face why she participated in such a messy dance rehearsal, and then forced her Wearing his suit jacket.

Even though it was only eight or nine o'clock, Xie Qingcheng would probably think that it was too late, and it was very inappropriate for He Yu and his sister to mix together.

Sure enough, Xie Qingcheng entered the room, pulled up a chair and sat down. The man in charge crossed his legs, loosened a cuff button, and looked up at He Yu indifferently:

"Tell me, how come it's such a coincidence that the school taught by Xie Xue is the major she teaches."

"..."

This gesture is really grandpa, a complete occupational disease.For a moment, He Yu felt that he was a patient who went to the hospital for help, and the doctor was in a bad mood and asked with a straight face:

"Tell me, what's uncomfortable."

He Yu thought it was a little funny.

Xie Qingcheng saw that he didn't answer for a long time, there seemed to be some faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became colder: "Can't you say?"

"..."

He was wrong, it is not a doctor who asks a patient.

This tone is like a police interrogation of a prisoner.

He Yu sighed and said, "No."

"Then say it."

"I don't think I'm used to it abroad, and I like directing. If you want to ask me why it's such a coincidence, how can you explain it to me?" He Yu said with a smile, as if his temper was very patient, "I'm not a fortune teller."

"Do you like directing?"

"Yes."

Xie Qingcheng didn't ask any more questions, because his eyes were attracted by the "fried lumps with ham and eggs" that He Yu was holding.

Xie Qingcheng frowned: "...what?"

He Yu really wanted to throw the plate on Xie Qingcheng's face as if he was owed [-] million, and then add a sentence, what's none of your business?

But because of Xie Xue's presence, the boy smiled politely at her brother and said, "Yangzhou fried rice."

Xie Qingcheng looked at it for a few seconds, and said with a cold face: "I took off the apron, I will make a new one."

"..."

"How did you survive abroad all these years?"

"...order takeaway."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him even more sharply, with some reproach.

Under such stares, He Yu felt for no reason that this feeling was very similar to when they met for the first time, Xie Qingcheng looked down at the seven-year-old him on the newly pruned green ground of the villa, his piercing eyes seemed like Can check and cut his heart.

It was He Yu's birthday that day, and a group of children were playing in He's big villa. Tired of playing, the children chatted on the white sandstone by the lake cliff, talking about the career they wanted to do when they grew up.

"I'm going to be a star when I grow up!"

"I want to be a scientist."

"I want to be an astronaut!"

A little fat man didn't know what he wanted to do, but he didn't want to show it. He looked left and right, just in time to see the housekeeper leading a young doctor through the front yard.

The green lawn, the clear blue sky, the young doctor holds in his arms a bouquet of bouquets bought for visiting the owner, and the brilliant endless summer hydrangea is wrapped in light silver silk tissue paper, matched with silver willow and Double fresh roses, and the bouquet is also chicly covered with a layer of tulle for embellishment.

Xie Qingcheng was holding the flower in one hand, and put the other hand casually in his pocket.He was wearing a clean and well-fitting laboratory uniform and a white coat, with two ballpoint pens pinned to his chest. Because he was not working formally, his clothes were open, revealing a lead gray shirt inside and a well-proportioned shirt wrapped in casual trousers. legs.

The little fat man was dumbfounded, and after a while, he stretched out his short, fat sausage finger, pointed at Xie Qingcheng, and said loudly, "I want to be... I want to be a doctor!"

Suddenly the wind picked up, and the flower sellers were too careless in packing the flowers. The wind actually blew away the gauze scarf on the bouquet in Xie Qingcheng's arms, and the white gauze floated over the lawn. When it stopped, it fell down.

The children all looked up at the white gauze, and the white gauze was unbiased in the end, and it fell in front of He Yu, the only one who lacked interest.

"..." Although He Yu didn't like the doctors, nurses, pharmaceutical agents, and scientific researchers who often appeared at home, he was used to being polite.So he still bowed his head, picked up the soft veil, and walked over——

"Doctor, you lost your things."

He raised his face, facing a pair of watery and indifferent eyes.

In the big summer, He Yu, who was studying Tang poetry at that time, thought of a sentence inexplicably: "The sound of snow leans towards the bamboo".

Xie Qingcheng lowered his head to take the veil, and the laboratory uniform was blown slightly with his movements, like a white crane molting after it turned into a demon.

"Thank you."

At this time, He Yu suddenly smelled a faint smell of medicine from his cuff.

Studies have shown that a large part of the feeling between people depends on the breath of the other person.

This means that if a person happens to exude a deodorant that you like, it is easier to fall in love with you at first sight.And if the breath of that person makes you feel disgusted or scared, then your future relationship may not have any healthy development.

He Yu didn't like Xie Qingcheng's breath.

It was cold and hard, like the countless bitter pills he had swallowed since he was a child, the alcohol-iodine rubbed on the skin before the injection, and the smell of disinfectant in the pale cold unaccompanied ward.

He was almost instinctively afraid of this smell, and subconsciously frowned.

But the shoulder was held by the butler uncle, and the butler smiled and introduced to the big brother doctor who made him feel uncomfortable: "Doctor Xie, this is our boss' son."

Xie Qingcheng's gaze, which was about to move away, paused for a moment, his eyes were dark, and he stared at He Yu: "...So it was you."

That look reminded He Yu of a scalpel for no reason, it was extremely sharp, and gave He Yu a strange feeling that his heart would be cut open by him and put under a microscope.

The young doctor said: "We met for the first time. In the future, your illness may be treated by me."

He Yu is afraid of doctors, and even gentle female doctors make him resist, not to mention this kind of Yasha who exudes a serious and cold aura all over his body. The eight-year-old child suddenly feels uncomfortable. In order to maintain his demeanor, he forced a smile, then turned and walked away. Walk.

This scene happened to be seen by the mother on the terrace. Ms. Lu Zhishu called her son to the study after finishing her official duties that night. He Yu.

"Dr. Xie this year, have you seen it?"

"I've seen it." He Yu's upbringing was strict, and he was strict in front of his mother, not so close.

Lu Zhishu was very disappointed with this perverted son. She had already given birth to a second child at that time. Although the second child was not as smart as the eldest son, at least he was cute, sweet-mouthed and healthy, so she only liked the second child.As for He Yu, she has almost no patience when speaking: "His name is Xie Qingcheng, and he will be your personal doctor from now on. He will come to our house every week to see you. You must cooperate well. If you feel uncomfortable , You can also ask him to come over at any time."

"Ah."

Seeing the calmness of the eight-year-old boy in front of her, Lu Zhishu always felt a little trembling in her heart. In order to eliminate this uncomfortable atmosphere, she sighed and teased him a little: "He Yu, Doctor Xie signed a contract with our family. If you sell your life, if he can't cure your illness, then he will become a long-term worker in our family, working all year round, without salary, and not even able to marry a wife, do you understand what this means."

"do not really understand."

"It means that if you don't cooperate, let his healing effect be discounted, delay his recovery time, and prevent him from marrying a wife in the future, you have to be responsible for him and support him for the rest of his life."

He Yu was too young at that time. Although he matured precociously, he was only eight years old after all, so he was still shocked.He immediately looked up: "Can I terminate the contract with him?"

"No." Ms. Lu was keen to watch the bitter drama of the Republic of China when she was catching the plane these days, and after thinking about it, she actually added an even worse sentence, "And maybe the way he wants to be responsible is to ask you to be him. As for my wife, you look so good-looking, and it would be nice to be a child bride-in-law."

At that time, He Yu had no curiosity about love affairs, and was too lazy to dabble in it, so he didn't know that marriage in this land was limited to men and women. Hearing what Ms. Lu said, the psychological shadow was even heavier. For a while, even in nightmares, thank you Qingcheng's figure: "No, I don't like you...I don't want to marry you...!"

This nightmare was not broken until He Jiwei heard about it half a year later.

He Jiwei scolded his wife at that time: "What nonsense are you talking about with your child?"

He scolded He Yu again: "Do you believe this kind of talk? Where is your usual cleverness? You are a man, and Dr. Xie is also a man. Why do you want to marry him and be responsible for him? You have a Pacific Ocean in your head." seawater?"

He Yu was very gloomy.

In the past six months, when he thought that if he didn't cooperate and Dr. Xie couldn't cure his mental illness, he might be treated as a child bride by that doctor who exudes a cold aura, so he could only continue to make a fool of himself in front of Dr. Xie Stupid, I hope to make this person leave a very bad impression on me, even if things really come to that point in the future, this man will never have any interest in me that I shouldn't have.

In the end, he didn't expect that he had been pretending to be crazy in front of Xie Qingcheng for half a year, but what he got in the end was his father's words——

"Your mother is teasing you."

If it wasn't for He Yu's good self-restraint, he might have yelled "Damn you!" directly.It's a pity that He Yu was restrained too much, don't say such dirty words when he was eight years old, even "bastard" has never entered his children's encyclopedia.

But no matter what, after six months of unremitting efforts, after persistently humiliating himself in front of Xie Qingcheng, He Yu has almost accomplished a feat, that is, no matter how hard he tried, the next six or seven years...

No, maybe more than six or seven years, even after he left Xie Qingcheng at the age of 14, even today, perhaps in Xie Qingcheng's view——

He Yu is still a capitalized, three-dimensional, big idiot who can breathe and pant.

And at this moment, the appalling bowl of fried rice he was holding in his hand, in Xie Qingcheng's eyes, was probably the most powerful proof that he was a peerless idiot who couldn't even cook a bowl of fried rice after four years.

The boy put down the fried rice, and handed the apron to the eldest brother of the Xie family who was in a suit and leather shoes. His expression seemed calm and calm, but in fact it was a bit gloomy: If he made a mistake, he shouldn't be cooking for himself.Isn't this a joke for Xie Qingcheng to pick up for nothing?

The author has something to say:

small theater:

He Yu: The author seems to be mentally retarded.

Xie Qingcheng: Why.

He Yu: There is no one who becomes a doctor at the age of 21.

Xie Qingcheng: I work part-time at school.

He Yu: What about the medical license?

Xie Qingcheng: Hired privately.

He Yu: Why does it have to be you.

Xie Qingcheng: I am pretty.

He Yu: It looks good enough to be eaten?

Xie Qingcheng: I have a good brain.

He Yu: Then why does it have to be 21 years old? It’s too young. Let me calculate it for you. Even if you are a medical student who has been studying for eight years of undergraduate, master, and Ph. In addition to regular training, internships, and rotations between departments, I think it is very barely reasonable to change the age of your first visit to my house to 18.

Xie Qingcheng: Didn't you read the copy?

He Yu: Look, this story is purely fictional, but why can't it be more real.

Xie Qingcheng: That’s okay, I came to your house for the first time at 28, you were 8 years old, and I saw you for 7 years, separated for 4 years, so you are still 19 years old when you play, have you ever calculated how old I am?

He Yu: 39, it's okay.I can accept.

Xie Qingcheng: Let's develop the story again, and draw a timeline at random, such as ten years.How old am I?

He Yu: 49...it's okay, anyway, I don't like you.I am a straight man.

Xie Qingcheng: Coincidentally, me too. @晋江文学城, open a middle-aged and elderly Danmei deep cabinet column, He Yu wants to write.

He Yu: Having said that, I am not gay. Homosexuality is ridiculous and disgusting. I am a straight man, steel straight.

Xie Qingcheng: @晋江文学城 opened a column for middle-aged and elderly straight men.

He Yu: ……………

Xie Xue: Don't bother with the two stupid closets upstairs... Ah, brother, I'm not talking about you, uh... In short, I wish everyone a happy Qixi Festival! ! !