Siheyuan: I can change size at will

Qingshan Mental Hospital in Beijing.

In the consultation room.

Two doctors in white coats and masks sat upright at the table, opposite them sitting a short and slightly fat middle-aged man.

The whole room was filled with the smell of disinfectant, which made people feel a little depressed and nervous.

One of the doctors asked, "Comrade Liu Haizhong, after this period of treatment, what do you think about your work now?"

Liu Haizhong looked at the doctor with confused eyes, shook his head slowly and said: "I don't want to think about it anymore... I don't want to think about it anymore..."

Another doctor then asked: "So, are you still interested in working overtime at the factory at night?"

Liu Haizhong frowned, as if he remembered some painful experience, and quickly waved his hand and replied: "No, no, I won't go again."

The doctors looked at each other and continued to ask: "If we implement a 6-day work week and 8-hour work day, can you accept this arrangement?"

Hearing this question, Liu Haizhong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Okay, okay, I accept! As long as I don't have to work overtime, anything is fine."

The two doctors nodded with satisfaction and congratulated Liu Haizhong: "Congratulations, Comrade Liu Haizhong. According to our evaluation, you have recovered."

"In just six days, you were able to recover to normal. This is simply a miracle in the history of psychiatry!" one of the doctors said with emotion.

Liu Haizhong showed an ecstatic expression on his face, and he asked excitedly: "Haha, then doctor, can I be discharged from the hospital now? I am so depressed staying here these days."

After receiving a positive answer, Liu Haizhong felt even happier.

"Okay, okay, thank you so much!" He said as he stood up.

The moment I walked out of the hospital gate, the sunlight shone on my body. I took a deep breath and felt the long-lost breath of freedom.

No one knows how he managed to survive those nine days in the mental hospital.

When he walked into the mental hospital, he seemed to have found his mission, and an irresistible motivation surged in his heart.

The atmosphere of a mental hospital is completely different from other hospitals. It is full of complex emotions and unpredictable behaviors.

But Liu Haizhong didn't seem to care about these. All he cared about were the corners that needed to be tidied and cleaned.

He picked up the broom and began his journey to become the "King of Rolls".

On the first day, Liu Haizhong got up early and started his first task - cleaning the public areas.

He swept every floor tile carefully, not leaving out any speck of dust.

Although his movements seemed a little clumsy, every step he took was full of determination and persistence.

When he saw that the originally dirty and messy environment became neat and tidy, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

In the next few days, Liu Haizhong began to wash the sheets, quilts and curtains.

He is not afraid of dirt, tiredness, or even stains that seem difficult to clean.

He patiently scrubbed each item with a brush until they looked brand new. His fingers were red from the cold water, but he didn't care and continued his work.

During this process, Liu Haizhong also encountered many difficulties.

Some patients did not understand his behavior and even became hostile to him.

But Liu Haizhong never backed down, he always believed that what he did was right.

He used his actions to influence the patients and make them feel warmth and care.

One day, a patient named Xiao Li suddenly walked up to Liu Haizhong, with confusion and curiosity in his eyes.

"Why do you work so hard?" Xiao Li asked.

Liu Haizhong stopped what he was doing and replied with a smile: "I just want to make this hospital cleaner and make everyone live more comfortably.

And I want to work.”

Xiao Li seemed to be touched by Liu Haizhong's sincerity. He was silent for a while, then said, "Thank you, Liu Haizhong. I never thought that someone would care about us so much."

From then on, Xiao Li began to actively create garbage and deliberately dirty his bed just to fulfill Liu Haizhong's dream of getting a job.

His joining made Liu Haizhong's work more busy, and also made him feel the care and support from the patients, as well as the happiness of work.

Under Liu Haizhong's leadership, the sanitary conditions of the mental hospital have been greatly improved.

The originally dirty and messy environment became clean and orderly, and the patient's mental state also improved significantly.

The doctors praised Liu Haizhong's work and the patients were also full of gratitude to him.

However, Liu Haizhong was not satisfied with this.

He always believes that there is still a lot of room for improvement in his work.

He continues to work hard to learn various cleaning techniques and methods, constantly improving his work efficiency and quality.

His efforts were recognized and supported by everyone, and he became one of the most popular people in the mental hospital.

Just six days later, Liu Haizhong finally completed his task.

He stood in the clean and tidy mental hospital, his heart filled with pride and satisfaction.

He knew that his efforts had paid off, and that he had brought a glimmer of hope and warmth to these patients.

Unfortunately, after six days, the effect of Juanwangwan lost its effect, and his entire body was aching with muscles, and he couldn't move at all.

I stayed in bed for three days before I was able to walk again today.

Then he went on strike, which surprised everyone in the hospital.

During the three days after Liu Haizhong fell ill due to overwork, the dean issued a top-level directive in a panic: "No matter what the cost, we must do our best to save Comrade Liu Haizhong!

He is simply too outstanding and extraordinary!

How wonderful it would be if every patient in our mental hospital could have the same qualities and abilities as Comrade Liu Haizhong!

For this purpose, I contacted the Medical Research Institute specifically, hoping that they could conduct an in-depth study into the root causes of mental illnesses like Liu Haizhong's.

If all of us in Longguo are infected with this disease, then our country will definitely be able to catch up with developed countries such as YM earlier!"

"Yes, Dean, you are absolutely right!

As long as I have 10,000 comrades like Liu Haizhong fighting side by side, I will have full confidence in saving the vast number of people who are suffering all over the world! "

Unfortunately, things went against one's wishes. At this moment, Liu Haizhong had completely come to his senses and had no interest in his work at all.

“Dean, I don’t feel like working at all right now.

I had no desire to work.

I just want to lie down in bed and sleep now!"

In the end, the dean had no choice but to let Liu Haizhong go with deep regret.