Begonia sleepless tonight

The data sheet in the doctor's hand is the latest test, and it can be seen from his frowning that the situation is not very good: "This child has very little dopamine secretion, endocrine disorders, etc. From the clinical results, we I think it's depression."

Although she had heard the doctor talk about it before, but now she really heard the doctor's conclusion, Yan Ruyi was still startled.

"I hope you all pay more attention." Yan Ruyi saw through the window that Zhang Meng's legs were limp and her muscles were weak. "Let the nurse take her for a walk more."

Originally, she could be discharged from the hospital in two or three days, but until now, she dared not send her back casually, no one was watching and didn't know what would happen.

A busy street.

The vicissitudes of the man's face were full of hesitation and helplessness, and he was carrying a linen bag bigger than a person on his back, which made the man unable to stand up straight, and his head almost fell to the ground.

Standing at the crossroads, the man looked at the tall buildings in confusion.

In his hand is a piece of paper with an address written on it.

The man took the note and carefully questioned many people along the way. He was fed up with people's disgust and disgust, and finally arrived at the destination.

Looking at the unfinished building in front of him, he looked at the tall building on the phone.

The man's expression was a little ugly.

But he still went upstairs and compared it several times. The man stood on tiptoe to see the number on the house number before he dared to knock on the door, but no one opened the door.

He stood in the corridor, looked at the window of the opposite building, and called his name: "Dream! Dream!"

The sound is particularly obvious in the empty corridor, and the penetrating power is particularly strong.

The person on the opposite side was woken up by the voice: "Is there something wrong with you?! What's your name in the middle of the night?! Nobody!"

A head suddenly protruded from the window on the right, so frightened that the man almost slipped and rolled down, he held on to the railing tightly with both hands, the dust that had accumulated for many years dyed the white shirt black again, and the bag on his back carried The man's body was shaking so frighteningly.

"I, I'm here to look for my daughter, do you know where she went?" The man asked with a blushing face, he pushed his hands hard, the veins on his arms bulged, and he barely straightened his body.

The weather has begun to turn cold, perhaps because of the pair of shoes on the man's feet with white toes exposed, which impresses the woman.

The door next door opened, and the woman poked her head out: "I thought this was a debt collector coming to the door? Every day, either this or that."

"Is my daughter in debt?" The man was a little excited, and couldn't help but rushed forward two steps, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he stepped back.

The anxiety on her face made the woman even more upset: "Your daughter seems to be sick, and the ambulance from the Municipal People's Hospital came to pick her up that day."

"thank you!"

The man hastily thanked him, turned around and disappeared into the dark corridor.

Along the way, the man's trouser legs were covered with mud spots, and he stepped into the gate of the hospital with a heavy bag on his back.

Clean white walls, clean white floors.

As soon as the man took a step in, he stopped and stared at his muddy feet, feeling a little ashamed.

"Give way!"

The ambulance behind him pushed the patient out, and the doctors and nurses opened the way ahead. The man backed up again and again, almost falling weightlessly. Looking at the man on the stretcher, covered in blood and dying, he suddenly thought of what the woman said just now.

"Dream!" Regardless of the dirt on his feet, he threw off his legs and began to run inside, before reaching the triage desk.

The nurse asked him what was wrong, but he gasped and couldn't utter a word.

"Go to the back by yourself if you don't know what to say!" A tall man grabbed his collar and threw it back, and the man was knocked dizzy.

The tall and strong man threw the number on the triage table: "Where is this department?"

The bag on the man's back fell backwards, and the man fell down along with it.

"Bang" sound.

The brawny man was completely dumbfounded. He watched the man fall abruptly in front of him. He picked up the ticket stub and ran away: "This has nothing to do with me! I fell it myself!"

The nurse quickly helped the man up, and the things in the bag were scattered all over the floor. The man squatted beside him to pick them up, and muttered, "This is Mengmeng's favorite corn."

A whole sack of food is heavier than a man.

"Uncle, you have a scratch on your body. I'll take you to deal with it." The nurse squatted beside the man.

The man tightened the bag, pulled it hard twice to make sure it wouldn't fall out, and then raised his head: "It's okay, I'm fine, I don't need this money."

With that stubborn look, no matter what the nurse said, he would not listen.

He put the bag on his shoulder again: "My child is hospitalized inside, Zhang Meng."

Except for a name and birthday, I don’t know anything about the child’s condition, and the hospital didn’t find the phone number. The nurse searched on the computer for a long time before finding out: “In the psychiatric department, ward 506.”

The man's face collapsed in an instant: "Did you read it wrong, my child can't be in the psychiatric department."

He stared at the nurse, only to see the nurse nodded and pointed at the photo on the screen to show him: "Isn't this just in the psychiatric department? Go quickly, there are still people queuing up behind!"

The man just felt that his footsteps were too heavy to lift.

On the fifth floor, there is only one patient in Ward 506.

Zhang Meng's name was written on the door plate. The man unburdened himself and stood at the door for a long time, but he didn't dare to open the door and go in.

The nurse just came out with a rag: "Who are you?"

The man just stared at the person on the bed without saying a word, which made the nurse's heart flutter.

Before even tidying up the towels, the nurse quickly turned back and shook Zhang Meng several times before she turned her head slowly. The nurse pointed at the man at the door: "Did you offend someone? That man has been staring at you Look, it's scary."

The long corridor is filled with wind.

Zhang Meng's long hair was blown up: "Dad."

Upon hearing this, the nurse turned around and went out to close the door.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Meng stood up from the bed, the muscles on his face moved, and he smiled as if crying.

The man moved his mouth while standing, but made no sound.

Zhang Meng was like a child who made a mistake in front of the man, staring at him, his hands and feet were numb, unable to speak, his hands and feet rubbed against each other.

She hesitated for a while, and finally took two steps forward.

"What's the matter with you?! Why are you so good, what kind of psychiatrist is here?! How do you want me to explain to your mother?!"

As he said that, the man hit Zhang Meng with his hands: "You talk about this child! Tell me, what do you want me to do?! How much will it cost?!"