Rebirth of Inescapable

Qiao Yi's real attending doctor is an old doctor, and the assistant doctor who followed him just now, after knowing about this, the old doctor gave him a serious reprimand, if it wasn't for his carelessness and timidity, the incident would have It will not develop like this.

He explained some precautions about Qiao Yi. When he said that Qiao Yi must not be provoked, Song Bai couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Then what do I need to do to make him die?"

The old doctor obviously never thought that Song Bai would ask this kind of question, probably he has never met such a person after being a doctor for so long, and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Suyu who wrote "I'm upset, don't mess with me" all over his face .

Zhang Suyu followed with a sneer: "Qiao Yi is dead, and you have to be buried with him."

Song Bai shrugged, expressing that it doesn't matter.

The old doctor couldn't help but said: "This disease can be big or small. Patients are likely to do self-harm or other injuries, but most of the time they are in an unconscious state. Qiao Shao's situation is quite special. It belongs to The shadow of childhood and the recent stimulation he received, and then as long as there is a little reminder, he will collapse. Probably something happened to him before, and now he is very avoiding the contact of others. If it is true as Xiao Li said If he relies on you so much, it will be more effective for you to take care of him than to treat him here."

Song Bai could probably guess the cause of Qiao Yi's illness, probably because the sentence he said that day "It would be better without you" aroused his most painful memories and caused hysteria.

Qiao Yi was still in a comatose state when he was sent to the car. He was not as obedient as he was. He lay quietly on Song Bai's lap. His beautiful eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. Qiao Yi's appearance was more feminine. But his personality is so tyrannical, and his height is close to 1.9 meters. When he is awake, no one would dare to have such associations. It is very rare to see him so quiet like now.

Song Bai's legs were numb from the pillow. After all, this big man couldn't be lighter. He moved his hands, wanting to move him to the side and let him lean on the seat, when he heard Zhang Suyu say in displeasure : "Will he die if you lean on him? It's your responsibility to take care of him!"

Song Bai thought for a while, but he still didn't move in the end, which surprised Zhang Suyu again, and he said in a strange way: "I thought you were going to say something about your self-esteem to block it."

Song Bai smiled, "You beat me if I don't listen to you, but you don't like it when I listen to you, so what exactly do you want me to do?"

Song Bai smiled very nicely, but in Zhang Suyu's eyes, it was very dazzling. He always felt that he was mocking him, so he curled his mouth and said coldly: "Who dares to hit you? You can touch a hair of yours." Killed!"

Song Bai lowered his head and glanced at Qiao Yi. In his opinion, Qiao Yi's maintenance was very ridiculous. He thought it was an animal instinct. Qiao Yi always thought that Qi Yun belonged to him, but now Song Bai is here In his eyes, it is the existence of Qi Yun. After losing and gaining the great joy and sorrow, he becomes more neurotic. In addition, he grew up being admired by the stars since he was a child. Only people can curry favor with him. Someone dared to touch his things, no, as soon as Song Bai was bullied, he felt that his authority was challenged, and his emotions were often agitated.

This kind of accessory that needs to be attached to him is very disgusting to Song Bai, but he has no ability to stop Qiao Yi from thinking like this and acting violently because of this idea.

The central garden villa area is on the outskirts of the city center, and a large piece of land has been planned. In fact, it is a wealthy area. It is the kind that is checked several times as soon as you enter the door. Song Bai and his car planted three plants in front of a house. When he was eating oleanders, he also saw the purple-red somedays watering them.

Qiao Yi's house was at the back end of the central garden, and the houses nearby were far apart, so they didn't meet anyone when they got off the car.

After making arrangements for Qiao Yi, Zhang Suyu stood in the living room and watched Song Bai pour himself a glass of water calmly, then turned around and walked into the study. With nothing to do, he had to slam the door and leave , when I left, the more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt, the more I lived, the more I went back, and I was so angry that I encountered such a thing.

Of course, the big reason was not because he was angry at Song Bai for not being a Daoist, but more because Qiao Yi, the brother who had been with them for nearly 20 years, would actually tell him the truth for someone he only met a few times. That kind of words made him both annoyed and chilled at the same time.

When Zhang Suyu left, Song Bai came out of the study again. He just didn't want to stay with him, and he probably looked around the room. At this time, Ayu, the servant who was in charge of their daily life, came out from the kitchen next to him, "Mr. But what's the taboo?"

"No, just follow your habits." Song Bai turned and went upstairs, then turned around and added, "You can just call me Abai."

In this house, Song Bai likes the study room the most. Apart from the huge collection of books here, another important reason is that it is quiet. Song Bai has a habit. If there is no place, he will go to the study, sitting alone for a day, maybe because the books have accompanied him for so many years, Song Bai can only feel at ease when he is with them.

The design of this study is very ingenious, the three walls are built-in bookcases, bookshelves made of logs, circular design, and then separated by carved screens, a stepped wooden ladder at one corner, and a window on the south, and a window in front of the window. There is a big desk, on which are neatly placed pens, inks, papers and inkstones and other utensils.

Song Bai dripped water, slowly grinding the inkstone, a fresh fragrance of ink slowly exuded in the air, with a heavy sense of history, which made him relax.

He picked a wolf's hair, stained it with thick ink, paused his hand, and then swung Fang Qiu vigorously, and the four big characters "God's will and tricks people" appeared on the paper, elegant and powerful.

It is said that words are the embodiment of a person's heart, and Song Bai at this moment is probably very confused himself.

The ink in his hand dripped on the rice paper due to the pause for too long, and gradually dispersed, Song Baimeng regained his senses, but at this time there was a knock on the door outside the house.

"First...Ah Bai, Qiao Shao, he..."

Song Bai put down the pen in his hand, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Ayu's helpless face. Song Bai followed him downstairs, and saw Qiao Yi squatting in the corner, bumping his head blankly.

"Abai...do you want to call the doctor..."

"It's okay, I won't die anyway." Song Bai was relaxed. In fact, he was happy to watch Qiao Yi crash himself into the wall, but if he really died, it would probably be a troublesome thing. Song Bai took it from the sofa A cushion, "If you like to bump, hit enough..."

Ayu...

Is this person really here to take care of the young master? !

But when Song Bai approached, Qiao Yi suddenly stopped moving. The old doctor once mentioned that Qiao Yi would have dissociative stupor, and the explanation meant that he would probably maintain a fixed posture for a long time. Supine or sitting, no speech and voluntary movements, no response to light, sound, and pain stimuli, but no obvious abnormalities in his muscle tone, posture, and respiration.

He squatted motionless, staring straight at Song Bai, as if he saw him, but also seemed to see nothing, without blinking.

Ayu was a little frightened, this was the first time she saw Qiao Yi sick, and she hurriedly wanted to make a call, but was stopped by Song Bai, "It's okay, there will be many more cases like this in the future, and calling the doctor can only help." It's a drug injection, and it will be fine in a while."

Song Bai was calm, Ayu looked at him as if nothing happened and sat on the sofa, casually flipping through the next magazine.

I don't know how long it took, but the sky gradually darkened. Ayu turned on the light in the living room. The light was softer, and it was printed on Song Bai's face. Since the afternoon, he hadn't moved, just like Qiao Yi. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Suddenly, there was a weak moan from the corner of the wall.

Song Bai turned his head sideways, and saw a pair of faintly shining eyes, looking at him innocently and fearfully, and softly called out: "Mom..."

Song Bai...

"Mom, Xiao Yi is hungry."

Just like that, Song Bai became Qiao Yi's mother.

If he knew that his angry words would have such consequences that day, Song Bai would not be so impatient no matter what he said.

Ayu couldn't react to Qiao Yi suddenly becoming obedient and obedient. She stood at the kitchen door, opened her mouth wide and looked at Qiao Yi sticking behind Song Bai, and looked at him nervously. Song Bai's expression was not very good, and he pointed at the dining table. The chair opposite said, "Sit down."

Qiao Yi walked over obediently, but never left his eyes, as if he would disappear in a second, so that when he walked over, he bumped into the chair, and even the chair and the person fell to the ground. There was a loud bang.

Song Bai was helpless, frowning and walked over, only to see Qiao Yi lying on the ground, skin scratched on his forehead, mist brewing in his eyes, and he said in a wronged voice: "Xiao Yi is in pain."

Song Bai had goosebumps all over his body, Qiao Yi was a completely different person at this time, speaking of it, he was just a patient with an advanced age and low intelligence.

Qiao Yi raised his head and looked at Song Bai, as if he was about to cry in a second. Song Bai had no choice but to stretch out his hand to pull him up, and said angrily, "You don't look at anyone who tells you to walk."

"Yeah." Qiao Yi held Song Bai's hand and refused to let go, "Mom, please don't leave Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi will listen to you."

"Then don't call me mom." Song Bai straightened up the chair dumbfoundingly, motioning for the already stiff Ayu to bring out the food.

It took a long time for Ayu to react, and hurriedly brought out dinner from the kitchen, but was swept to the ground by Qiao Yi.

"Get lost!" Qiao Yi shouted suddenly, scaring Ayu into jumping far away.

Song Bai stood up and said in a low voice, "Qiao Yi, why are you so crazy!"

"Get out! Who told you to come to my place? This is mine, and no one can come in! No one can come in..." At this second, Qiao Yi fell into another state, Song Bai was also a little helpless, and hurriedly motioned to Ayu leave first.

Ayu glanced at Song Bai worriedly, took off her apron and left without packing her things.

"It was you who said you were hungry, but now it's like this, you deserve it to starve to death." Song Bai didn't look at Qiao Yi, and went upstairs as soon as he turned around, leaving Qiao Yi standing there blankly, watching Song Bai go further and further away , I feel uncomfortable when a piece of my heart is suddenly missing, and my whole body throbs with pain. It feels like someone is holding a knife to the wrist. It hurts...

Mom, Xiao Yi is in pain...

He only heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. When Song Bai turned his head, he saw Qiao Yi lying on the ground and twitching, his feet curled up together. Song Bai paused and walked down.

In just one day, Qiao Yi had several attacks of illness, Song Bai thought, in fact, he was the most unsuitable person to take care of Qiao Yi.

The old doctor said that there is no specific drug for dissociative conversion disorder, and it is mainly targeted treatment. Although a small dose of sedative drugs is sometimes used, it is still not good, so they are not much out of the nursing home. Bring these things and only have a few needles in case you need them.

Song Bai's arms and legs were so small that he really couldn't get Qiao Yi onto the bed, so he had to squat down and help him up, leaning his head on his body, gently pacifying his little finger with one hand, and massaging him with the other. head.

Qiao Yi slowly calmed down, and buried his whole head deeply into Song Bai's arms, and his breathing slowed down, Song Bai could feel that he had begun to fall into a coma.

Maybe it was because of the quarrel all day, Song Bai was also tired, Qiao Yi grabbed his hand, unable to break it apart, Song Bai had no choice but to lean against the corner of the table in this position, squinted his eyes, and fell asleep.