Do not lie to me

Ji Shuping was just a little worried about him when he saw his bent and lowered waist, got out of the car and followed him, saw him squatting on the ground, and then stepped forward to ask if he was okay.In the end, all I got was a cold sentence, you go away.

So he questioned him, why did he do this to himself?Why can't you treat yourself gently like you treat others?Shang Xuechen yelled and asked him why he was always being forced to ask him, and then fell to the ground, only then did he realize that he was suffering from a disease.

Ji Shuping wrapped one hand around his leg and the other through his back, trying to hug him into the house, but Shang Xuechen violently kicked his legs in his arms and kept yelling, " What else do you want? I let you do it, what else do you want to do to me?" His hands kept beating his chest, but fortunately, Ji Shuping was strong enough to withstand his unreasonable troubles, and hugged him into his arms. house.

Entering the living room, he put the person down on the sofa, and hurried to find the medicine box. He remembered that there was a sedative in the medicine box, just to make his bipolar disorder more like a disguise.

Shang Xuechen kept turning on the sofa, scratched his neck, covered his ears, closed his eyes tightly, and curled up into a ball.Someone opened his hand, he opened his eyes and saw Ji Shuping's face calmed down for a moment, his eyes shifted and he saw the syringe in his hand, his pupils dilated in fright, and he shrank back into the sofa screaming, "You Do you hate me? Do you want to harm me? "

Ji Shuping held up the syringe to get closer, and grabbed his hand tightly, "I don't hate you, I don't mean to harm you, this injection is just to let you sleep well."

"You lied!!!" Shang Xuechen shook off his hand and slapped the syringe in his hand to the ground, "You lied to me! This injection is poison! You want me to be addicted, you want me to I can't live or die!"

Like going crazy, he pushed Ji Shuping down, got off the sofa, and hid everywhere, pulling the hair on top of his head, tears streaming down his face, "Father, where are you? Uncle, where are you?" No reply was received. , only his own endless shouts, he cried and looked around, as if he had walked to the kitchen, and swept all the kitchen utensils on the cooking table to the ground desperately.

Ji Shuping heard the sound of "ding ding dong dong" from the kitchen, got up and ran to the kitchen, Shang Xuechen stood in the mess and pulled his hair, opened his eyes wide, he seemed to be out of breath when he heard the sound, "Why did you leave me?" Don't you want me? Why don't you want me?"

Ji Shuping raised his foot and wanted to walk towards him, but stepped on something and made a noise, causing Shang Xuechen to look up at him, "Don't come here!!!!" shouted, grabbing a handful from the ground Dao, "I told you not to come here!!!"

He looked at Shang Xuechen's wildly waving knife, and didn't dare to take a step closer, "Shang Xuechen, take care that I'm Ji Shuping!"

Hearing Ji Shuping's words, his breathing calmed down, and he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, "Ji Shuping? Who is that?"

"I'm Ji Shuping," he said as he approached step by step, "I'm your lover, Ji Shuping. If everyone in this world is gone, I will want you."

"Ji Shuping?" Shang Xuechen repeated the name and shed tears, "No, you will be the first one who doesn't want me." The knife in his hand hangs down as the voice gradually decreases.

"I promise you I will never want you!"

Shang Xuechen looked at him with tears in his eyes, and smiled at him, "I'm so tired, Ji Shuping." After speaking, he raised the knife to cut off his wrist.

Ji Shuping rushed up and snatched the knife in his hand, and was scratched by the knife on the back of his hand during the fight.Seeing that he was hurt, Shang Xuechen immediately let go, and the knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.He grabbed the back of Ji Shuping's hand and kept blowing on the wound, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Ji Shuping watched him blowing on the back of his hand, and touched the back of his head with the other hand, "It's okay."

Shang Xuechen didn't seem to hear his "it's okay." Holding Ji Shuping's hand with both hands, he kept repeating sorry, and gradually squatted down and sat on the ground.Ji Shuping squatted down with him and sat in the mess.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He still apologized repeatedly, Ji Shuping only thought that his guilt had been magnified by his illness, but he didn't know why he kept saying sorry to him all the time.

He touched his cheek, wiped away his tears, and made him look up at himself, "I said it's okay."

"Why?" Shang Xuechen's tears were still falling, his body was still shaking, "Why is it okay?"

"Because..." Ji Shuping hooked his neck and kissed his mouth so that he would stop saying sorry and ask why.

Shang Xuechen was still crying with his eyes open, and when he was lingering on the tip of his tongue and could not help responding to the visitor, he stopped the tears and closed his eyes.

Ji Shuping comforted him with kisses, until his body stopped trembling, and then let him go, Shang Xuechen opened his eyes and looked at him, he hugged him, let him stick to his chest, "Anyway, you still have I, I only have you, and I will not leave you." He knew that when Shang Xuechen woke up again, he would not remember all this.The sweet words he said will be forgotten by him.

But at this moment, he just wanted to hug him and sit in this chaos to comfort him.

Under his comfort, Shang Xuechen closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ji Shuping carried the fainted Shang Xuechen into the room, and wiped away the tears for him. Originally, he wanted to help him clean up and put on a set of clean clothes. When he saw the blood clotted wound on his shoulder, he had to do it first. Putting aside the plan to help him clean up, she pulled the quilt up to her shoulders and covered him up. Although he hesitated for a while, she still gave him a sedative.

After leaving the room, I made a phone call, "Hi, it's me, Dr. Yang, please come over here."

When Yang connected to Ji Shuping's phone, he just felt that life was hard. He was just a psychiatrist, so why was he called out by his patients in the middle of the night.The most troublesome thing is not here, Ji Shuping called him over tonight, and tomorrow he will be called over by the chairman, who made him responsible is Ji Shuping.

Driving to Ji Shuping's villa, Ji Shuping was standing in front of the gate waiting for him.

Yang Lian parked the car, got out of the car and asked him, "What's the matter calling me here so late?"

"Just follow me."

Yang Lian followed him through the living room, up to the second floor, and walked to the innermost room at the end of the second floor.The first thing I said when I entered the door was, "Your room is very different from the decoration style downstairs." After speaking, I saw a person lying on the bed, who looked very familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere.

"Help him deal with the injury on his shoulder first."

Calling him over in the middle of the night is to help treat the wound. He is Ji Shuping's psychiatrist. Shouldn't he call his family doctor for such a thing?

Yang Lian had doubts in his heart, he didn't say anything, he just sat on the side of the bed with the medicine box and treated the wound for the lying person, asking, "Just help him treat the wound?"

"He's sick." Ji Shuping replied.

Yang Lian almost rolled his eyes in front of him, you seem to be scolding, but you just said this in your heart, and you had to be serious, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"He told me it was emotional stress disorder."

Yang Lian looked back at Ji Shuping, "What are the symptoms?"

"He..." Ji Shuping hesitated for a moment, looking at the frowning man lying on the bed, "He will lose control of his emotions, and his breathing will be unstable when he gets sick, as if he is in a state of suffocation. His mood is irritable, and he will occasionally appear demented and clingy. Symptoms, after calm down, memory gaps, stomach pains, and frequent nightmares."

"What was the stimulus for the onset? Or what made him feel stressed in the environment at the time of the onset? What items, people or things happened?"

Ji Shuping was silent and didn't speak. Yang Lian glanced at him, then turned to look at the person lying on the bed, "He's talking about emotional stress disorder, but it's actually PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder. Knowing his psychological trauma What is it?"

Ji Shuping shook his head, "I don't know."

"Memory blank is avoidance psychology, probably because I try my best not to face the traumatic memory, and I will try my best to avoid the factors related to the formation of trauma in real life. PTSD is more difficult to cure than other mental diseases. Other psychological diseases drug treatment and psychological Counseling therapy is equally divided, and those drugs used to suppress the anxiety hormones produced in the body have little effect on PTSD patients. Most PTSD patients will choose to numb their emotions or drink too much because they cannot suppress their emotions from drugs. What's more, they use drugs to numb themselves. The recovery from PTSD depends largely on their own willpower and the emotional support of relatives and friends around them."

Yang Lian reached out to touch the forehead of the person lying on the bed, "Why is his face so red? He seems to be sweating a lot? Did he have a fever from a nightmare?"

"I sedated him."

Yang Lianzai reached out to touch his forehead, "It doesn't look like he has a fever, it's just warm to the touch. Did you put the quilt on him?" As he said that, he wanted to help the person on the bed lift the quilt.Ji Shuping stepped forward to stop him, but he still couldn't make it in time. Yang Lian had already lifted the quilt, and saw that the man's clothes were torn and his chest was red and purple.

Ji Shuping put the quilt back again, with a deadpan expression and no shyness, "We did it just now."

After all, Yang Lian is a doctor, not to mention a psychiatrist. What happened is not strange to him, but there is one thing that is strange, "Did he get sick while you were doing it?"

Ji Shuping remembered that when Shang Xuechen said he was depressed, he thought it was because the space in the car was too narrow. It turned out that that time was the precursor of his illness, and he only nodded when facing Yang Lian's question.

Yang Lian continued to ask, "Has he ever been sexually assaulted?" Otherwise, why would he get sick while doing it? "What did he see when he was grumpy?"

Ji Shuping remembered that the first time he got sick was when he forced him, and he honestly replied, "I forced him once." Seeing that Yang Lian's expression was not right, he immediately added another sentence, "But he At that time, the reaction was not as big as it is today.” He recalled that the press conference was at the front desk that day, and he seemed to dislike flashlights, “He seemed a little afraid of flashlights.”

Yang Lian looked at him with contempt, and suddenly remembered something, staring at the person on the bed, "He was the waiter in the western restaurant?!"

Ji Shuping nodded, Yang Lian continued to be surprised, "Is he the one you plan to use as bait?!"

The people behind did not make a sound, Yang Lian got up and pushed Ji Shuping out of the room, "I am on the side of the chairman on the surface, but I am on your side secretly. Back then you thought the chairman suspected you were not Really sick, I want me to cooperate and report to the chairman that you are only temporarily stable, if there is a stimulus, you may go crazy uncontrollably. At that time in the western restaurant, you deliberately troubled him, and I also told the chairman afterwards Reported this person, you just want him to stay by your side, as the trigger point of your illness, and then throw him out, not only to make the chairman believe that your illness is real, but also to make the chairman feel that your illness is real. Caught your weakness. But now that I know he has PTSD, he's not a good bait!!!"

"I'm not going to let him be bait anymore, I want him to stand by my side and really become my man."

Yang Lian didn't seem to believe it. When he took over Ji Shuping, he first took a sum of money from the chairman. Later, Ji Shuping found out that he still had a grandfather suffering from Alzheimer's disease to take care of, so he gave him more money and also gave him money. His grandfather arranged for a better nursing home, which made him not only benefited from the double benefits, but also paid favors, so he had to secretly defect to him.

"If he continues to break down emotionally, he cannot digest the physical and psychological damage caused by the trauma, and blindly escapes, he will easily suffer from dissociative personality disorder, which is what we often call multiple personalities. He will separate The ideal personality in his heart helps him manage guilt, anxiety, and depression respectively, bear the pressure brought by flashback trauma, and let the dissociated personality help him digest those traumas. Such cases are very common. Are you still Let him go."

Let him go?Ji Shuping clenched his fists tightly. If he let him go, who would hug him tightly when his heart was cold?

"I won't let him go. I want him to stay with me."

Yang Lian frowned. He is a doctor and a psychiatrist. He has seen a lot of ghosts and ghosts in the world, and he has long been numb. As a psychiatrist, he has too much emotional investment and is easily influenced by patients.Originally, the professional social pressure of being a doctor was great, but his ideals were lost due to early grinding, and whoever works is not just a living.But his profession is special, even if his ideals and enthusiasm are worn out by life, he must be responsible and have professional ethics!

"Then you'd better stop stimulating him and don't put pressure on him."

"How can he heal his wounds?"

"Take him to a doctor! Doctors are professional!"

Ji Shuping remembered him holding his hand and letting himself touch his left chest, "He doesn't seem to want to see a doctor. What methods do you usually use to treat such patients?"

Yang Lian hesitated, he didn't know whether he should tell Ji Shuping.

Ji Shuping assured him, "I won't hurt him!"

"It's not a question of whether you hurt or not, it's that the treatment has a certain degree of harm. The commonly used treatment for PTSD is cognitive-behavioral therapy. The doctor can control the patient to reproduce the trauma/event to a certain extent. This process Difficulty is difficult to a certain extent, grasping the speed is very important, it is equivalent to pushing him to the edge of the cliff again, hanging him, if the speed is not well grasped, the rope you are holding is broken, and it is easy to cause a second attack on him. Injury. Moreover, patients will have resistance during this process, and they will feel disgusted with those who have mastered it afterwards.”

This is the difficulty for doctors. The method to cure your pain may bring more pain on the original basis, which can be regarded as breaking first and then establishing.Unable to bear the pain during the treatment, most people began to doubt whether the doctor really cured him, and constantly questioned, denied, and resented.In modern society, doctors are probably people who sing bad faces.

Yang Lian sighed, "No matter what kind of mental illness it is, the most important thing is to create a warm environment that supports him. Getting support is fundamental."

Ji Shuping lowered his head in silence, and it took a long time before he raised his head again, "You come to my side tonight, tomorrow the chairman will definitely ask you what happened, and then you will say that I have bipolar disorder and hit him .”

"Is that all right?"

"This is the most reasonable theory at present, and..." Ji Shuping glanced at the room, "No one knows about his illness. You must keep it a secret, and don't mention it to the chairman."