Baby

Jiang Shaohui and Tang Daihe sent Tang Li to the hospital overnight.After the comatose Tang Li was taken away by the doctors and nurses, Tang Daihe suddenly realized that he had left in a hurry just now, and directly put on the slippers at home.

Tang Daihe sat in the corridor with his eyes covered and waited for a long time before going to buy another bottle of water.Jiang Shaohui just signed up and came out: "The formalities are all done. I took too many cold medicines at one time. I guess... I need a stomach wash."

"He is still so young, will gastric lavage leave any sequelae to the body?"

"As a last resort, there is no other way." Jiang Shaohui lowered his head, "He swallowed a whole bottle of pills at once, and even choked and vomited them out once in the middle. The doctor said that after gastric lavage, within half a month, a person's stomach will recover. Very weak, the child is weak, the recovery period may be longer, you should pay more attention to his diet."

"My God..."

Tang Daihe covered his mouth and turned his back.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't left the medicine box carelessly, he wouldn't have taken it... It's all my fault..."

Tang Daihe was tortured so much, Jiang Shaohui hugged his wife distressedly: "How could it be your fault? The child is holding something in his heart, and he——has no place to vent, that's why it happened."

"He's only seven years old, he's only seven years old! Where did he learn these things..." Tang Daihe buried his face in Jiang Shaohui's chest, tears soaked Jiang Shaohui's shirt, "He's only seven years old, he start hurting yourself..."

Jiang Shaohui closed his eyes in pain.Tang Li's hidden mental illness may be much more serious than they imagined.

Later, Tang Daihe consulted many friends around him, what should a child in this situation do.Friends around him also gave a lot of advice, change the environment, take him out to play more, and introduce some friends to him.But if you think about it carefully, these are actually just changing the soup, and it doesn't suit Tang Li's real situation.

After Tang Li returned home from the hospital, his body was much haggard, and his mental state was even worse.I just hide in my room all day, and I don't want to go to school.It's just that you are closing yourself off more and more, refusing to communicate with anyone.

Jiang Shaohui also had a terrible headache and suffered from insomnia all night.Several times I accidentally fell asleep while lying on the desk during working hours, which also provoked criticism from my boss.

"Team Jiang," a colleague couldn't stand it any longer, so he brought a cup of tea to Jiang Shaohui during the break and asked, "Are you worried about that child recently?"

Jiang Shaohui was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes and saw that it was a younger female police officer in their team, "What's wrong?"

The female police officer sighed: "When the child was first brought back, I saw that he was in a very bad condition. The original family is too bad, and the child raised is also very pitiful. I think I still have to accept a child like this. Treatment by a professional psychiatrist is better.”

"Psychologist?"

In their small county, a psychiatrist is an uncommon term.It is understandable that Jiang Shaohui didn't think of this aspect at first.

"Yes, professional psychologists have many ways to regulate children's mental health, which is definitely different from the help given by ordinary people. For a child like Tang Li, who is in a special situation, he should find a reliable psychologist to guide him. Take a moment. Otherwise, it would be too painful to suffer from depression at such a young age."

"depression?"

"correct."

Jiang Shaohui never thought that such a young child might have something to do with this seemingly distant professional term.But after the female police officer made such a suggestion, Jiang Shaohui nodded suddenly, "I see, thank you. It is indeed the case. I would like to ask again, do you know a better psychiatrist?"

The female police officer thought for a while, and said: "Actually, I haven't looked for it specifically. But from now on, I will help you pay attention. But I guess, it is unlikely that there is a professional psychologist in our small place." Big, no matter how you say it, you have to go to the big city next door..."

Jiang Shaohui understood the situation, nodded, and thanked the female police officer.

After returning home, Jiang Shaohui immediately told Tang Daihe the news.

"depression?"

The first time Tang Daihe came into contact with this word formally, he was also a little at a loss for a while.Jiang Shaohui handed the information he checked earlier to Tang Daihe on his mobile phone, "It's not impossible. I've checked it, and it's a mental illness that needs to be treated by a doctor, along with medication."

Tang Daihe flipped through his phone, the expression on his face gradually became serious.

"Dad, Mom, is Tang Li sick?" Jiang Ye suddenly asked while standing at the door.

Tang Daihe covered his mouth and said nothing, Jiang Shaohui said: "Psychological illness is also a disease, it is better to get professional treatment."

Jiang Ye's expression was a bit complicated, a bit less of the anger of the past, and a bit more of uncontrollable pity.

"Then will you send him to the hospital? After he came back from gastric lavage last time, he ate less every day."

"Yes, I will." Tang Daihe smiled through his tears, stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Ye into his arms, "Jiang Ye, did your brother's behavior of swallowing pills scare you?"

Jiang Ye didn't make a sound, and grabbed Tang Daihe's sweater vigorously.Tang Daihe gently comforted the slightly trembling little body in his arms with the palm of his hand.After a long time, Jiang Ye opened his mouth slowly: "Mom, actually, what I said the other day, that he could leave here... was an angry remark. I... I didn't mean to say that."

Tang Daihe felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.It turned out that Jiang Ye thought his younger brother's suicide was because of him.

Jiang Shaohui let out a long sigh, reached out and touched Jiang Ye's head: "I know, it's not your fault."

"My father and I have been looking for ways to help my brother recently." Tang Daihe looked at Jiang Ye, "Jiang Ye, you don't have to worry too much, and don't blame yourself too much. My brother's pain cannot be healed in a day or two. Promise me we're all going to be a little patient, okay?"

Jiang Ye nodded seriously: "Yes."

Since then, Tang Daihe has many books on child psychology beside his bed.After Tang Daihe finished his housework, he would take a book and sit at his desk to study it carefully.

Until there were more and more books beside the bed, on this day, a colleague finally contacted a reliable psychological counselor in the next city, and introduced him to Jiang Shaohui immediately.

But it takes nearly three hours to drive from here to the next city.Tang Li's health is not good, he suffers from motion sickness.Besides, even if they overcome the problem of motion sickness, the couple are not sure that they can persuade him to leave the small bed and talk to another stranger.

On this day, Tang Daihe cooked delicious preserved egg porridge and brought it into Tang Li's room, wanting to have a talk with him.Tang Daihe refused to let Jiang Shaohui in, saying that when Jiang Shaohui was by his side, Tang Li's nerves would always be a little nervous.

Jiang Shaohui waited anxiously outside the door, until the sound of bowls and chopsticks breaking suddenly came from inside the door. The next second, Tang Daihe came out dejectedly holding a plate full of porcelain bowl shards.

"How..." No need to ask, the answer is almost obvious.

"He's emotionally unstable," Tang Daihe shook his head, "I can't communicate with him."

Jiang Shaohui was silent.After a few seconds, he said, "Then let's talk to that doctor."