Officer Xiang and Mumu

More than half a month passed in a flash, the murderer has not been eradicated, no similar murder case has occurred in Hong'an City, and the June [-]th case has also stopped.

The client, Ling Yunmu, has been diagnosed with acute schizophrenia, and is accompanied by delusions, visual and auditory hallucinations, and disordered thinking on a daily basis.

The patient has no history of mental illness, but the symptoms of the acute attack are particularly strong, the effect of drug control is not satisfactory, and the prognosis is not optimistic.

And because the patient is deeply myopic and unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, he is currently very afraid of seeing humanoid creatures.

But I, a humanoid creature, was included in the scope of his permission.

It is worthy of the painstaking efforts I have put in to serve him for more than half a month!

I am ashamed to say that because of my appalling family background, here, any normal person would respect me a little more when seeing me.Therefore, apart from dangling in front of the target and occasionally helping to suppress the suppression, it actually didn't do much.

It's similar to Team Tan, who is always arguing in front of the attending physician, his face is red - neither of them can learn anything from Ling Yunmu.

Team Tan has had many conflicts with the attending physician because of the suspect's interrogation work.Doctors still believe that patients have severe PTSD, that is, post-traumatic stress disorder. Asking anything related to the case will cause strong stimulation and drive the patient into deeper myths, even hypnosis will not work.

This was confirmed when I showed Ling Yunmu the photos of the June [-]th crime scene.He really couldn't face all this, and he couldn't even see the photos of his adoptive parents alive.

Accompanying a mental patient with almost zero emotional expression really requires more time and patience, and haste makes waste.

I am not the only humanoid being able to approach Ling Yunmu. Strange to say, I found a particularly diligent male nurse.Why do you say it's strange?

Because in this world, if you pay, you will get rewards. Most people pay for rewards.

However, this nurse, he is just a volunteer, he doesn't need a penny, but he works very hard.

His name is Tang Xiaoxi, he is 20 years old, slightly fat.Due to past professional habits, I secretly glanced at the files he left in the hospital.An office worker who believes in Buddhism, comes to the hospital as a volunteer on weekends, and is mainly responsible for taking care of Ling Yunmu's food and drink.

When Ling Yunmu's illness broke out, he often suffered from feces and feces incontinence, and couldn't wear diapers.Tang Xiaoxi always took the trouble to wash him over and over again, and the clothes stained with feces had to be cleaned and then disinfected.He did the tedious and tiring work meticulously.

When I want to help him, he always takes the first step and prevents me from touching the dirty dirt, probably because he is afraid that the director will embarrass him.

In the hot summer, nurses often only wear a pair of underpants for patients who cannot take care of themselves for the sake of convenience.But they will try to wrap themselves up, such as the young man in front of me.

This is the third roll he has spent today.

Tremblingly, he wrapped the paper towel around his bare feet, layer after layer, until it became more and more like a rice dumpling.

"Ling Yunmu, why are you pestering me?" I knew he wouldn't respond to me, but I would panic if I didn't speak, "Holding? To hide? I can see you!" I reached out and dialed his phone The hair, such as ink black hair, is slightly curly, and the white skin is almost pale.

My heart moved, and I moved my hand down an inch to touch his cheek, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow around my fingertips.Light and shadow from top to bottom, he was motionless like a statue of an ancient Greek figure.

I sighed, went to find his T-shirt in the cabinet, and put it on his head.

Sometimes he looks at a corner, and what he sees is a day, day and night.He didn't watch unconsciously, but his mind was highly concentrated, his limbs were stiff, accompanied by uninterrupted displacement.At the end of the day, it will move about a meter.It was as if he was confronting something, and he had to adjust his position when that thing moved.Often tired to sleep in the past before giving up.

The place where he sleeps is not the bed, but the floor.If he is not tied up with a restraint belt, he will run to the ground to sleep anytime and anywhere.Once in the middle of the night, I watched him go down to the ground with a quilt in his arms, make a "floor bed" in the corner with difficulty, and then lie down and curl up.That night, he slept soundly.

Sometimes he will suddenly yell, cry, and cover his ears to reject some voices that only he can hear; sometimes he will speak inarticulately, quarrel with invisible people, and often end up crying .

The most troublesome thing is that, completely unaware of the trigger, he would suddenly bite his own skin, scratching and scratching on his body, as if he had a deep hatred with him, and he couldn't stop bleeding even after scratching.At this time, he can only be bound forcibly, let him cry and struggle, and endure unimaginable pain for ordinary people.

With all these symptoms, convulsions and tremors often accompanied him, which made him unable to hold anything and completely unable to take care of himself.

But even so, he basically doesn't hurt others, except for biting my ear...

It was already a month later that he knew how to hide behind me to avoid danger for the first time.

As for me, I was struggling to survive on the road of no progress.

With nothing to do, he can only flip through a few diaries found in his bedroom, and often falls asleep after reading them.

I am really a person who doesn't like to read books. Books have always played a hypnotic effect on me.

But this is a diary, not a book. There should be many exciting little secrets in it, right?

Why am I still falling asleep?

Xiang Yuan didn't see the little secret he wanted to see, but fell asleep leaning against the wall as usual.He might not have had the chance to see this scene, and the dull eyes that had been staring at the corner slowly moved to him.

He is a dedicated "criminal policeman", who eats, lives and suffers with patients.The conditions here are not very good, and there is no air conditioner. He couldn't stand the heat, so he unbuttoned his shirt a few times, revealing his strong chest.With a tight waist without any fat, a tough curve was wrapped in the sweaty shirt, which was tucked into the trousers.

A pair of wet eyes were hidden under the messy hair, staring at his waist like a beast.Accompanied by intermittent convulsions, he crawled tremblingly.

Using both hands and feet, he approached with difficulty and quietly, with the cautiousness before hunting.

The sleeping man's forehead and nose were covered with tiny beads of sweat, and his eyeballs kept rolling under his eyelids, as if he was about to wake up immediately and couldn't stop.

Lingyunmu Mao leaned forward gradually. He held his breath, watched intently for a while, raised his five fingers, gathered momentum, and when he was about to grab down, Xiang Yuan bounced off the wall with an "ah" and opened his mouth. Panting heavily.

I was awakened by the explosion in my dream, and when I was sweating, I saw Ling Yunmu, who used to be easily frightened, lying on my waist, drooling from his mouth, and the look in his eyes was almost greedy.My eyes moved to his ready-to-go hand, thinking of the ear that was almost bitten off last time, the hairs all over my body stood on end!

Every second counts, I grabbed his hand and broke it hard, pushing his whole body down, still stretching out one hand to hold the back of his head to avoid bumping.

"What do you want to do?" I asked him dumbfounded, if it wasn't for the explosion that woke me up, I might have been a eunuch?