cheongsam boy

The sun shines across the tall buildings and onto the lawn. The reddish-brown Teddy dog ​​is half-collapsing its tail. The soft tail shrugs with its strength. In the dark green lawn, it looks like a flower blowing in the wind. Pom pom pom.

With the last shaking, 500 million finally ended its whining and defecation path. It took a step forward, then turned around, squatted in front of Papa, and looked up at Deng Chao.

In the black jewel-like eyes, there is a delicate and natural look.

Deng Chao glanced at the pile of poop hidden in the haystack, took out a plastic bag and casual alcohol from his pocket without changing his face, and sprayed the grass after picking it up.

Deng Chao picked up the 500 million yuan, ignored its moaning and humming, threw the plastic bag into the trash can, quickly took out a wet tissue from his pocket, and wiped her butt.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time." Deng Chao put the thumping 500 million on the ground and held the dog leash.

Gu Zhuo glanced at 500 million, shook his head and said it was okay.

Deng Chao hummed, and led 500 million to the front: "Let's talk while walking."

After the two came out, they actually planned to go directly for a walk, but not long after they left, 500 million began to squat down and grunt in their throats. Deng Chao explained that she was going to defecate, and the two took her Go to the central lawn.

After defecation, Deng Chao didn't say much, he seemed to be in a hurry, and started to introduce Gu Zhuo while walking around.

"This is the number registration office." Deng Chao pointed to the circular platform in the center. "Applications for brain CT, appointments for consultations, etc. are all here."

Gu Zhuo had already guessed the intention behind this turn around. He followed Deng Chao's line of sight, and there were not many people in front of the registration office, but the expressions on their faces were similar.There is a lingering sadness between the brows, as if the world has drawn a layer of lead gray lines on their faces.

And in the shadows of people coming and going, Gu Zhuo seems to see Song Rin's figure, still upright, but fragile and easy to break, like a section of bamboo that has been eaten away.

Gu Zhuo's heart was throbbing with soreness, his knuckles were trembling slightly, and he asked, "Why do you need a brain CT? What is the appointment for consultation?"

"To rule out depression caused by pathological problems, the blood test is also the same. Basically, every three re-examinations will be done again. But the specific situation depends on the condition." Deng Chao explained, "Make an appointment There are too many things to consult, such as registration and hospitalization, etc., I can’t explain it for a while, and you may be able to figure it out in the future..."

When Deng Chao said the last sentence, his tone suddenly hesitated for a while, and the sudden words revealed a deep meaning of hesitation.

Gu Zhuo understood. He looked at Deng Chao and said firmly, "I will figure it out."

Listening to Gu Zhuo's words, Deng Chao was noncommittal. He smiled and said nothing, but turned into the passage on the left with Gu Zhuo.

"This is the psychiatric diagnosis room." Deng Chao led Gu Zhuo over there. "If you are a hospitalized patient, you have to come here every day for treatment and diagnosis. If you are not hospitalized, it is basically a cycle of treatment according to the efficacy of the medicine." Come."

Speaking of this, Deng Chao deliberately paused, turned to look at Gu Zhuo, and added: "Of course, it is not ruled out that some patients will take medicine intermittently."

Gu Zhuo looked at the closed doors and asked in confusion, "What do you mean? What is intermittent medication?"

"It's just... antidepressants have side effects, such as drowsiness, nausea and vomiting." After entering this area, Deng Chao picked up 500 million yuan and stuffed it into a padded jacket, only showing his head. Under certain circumstances, these side effects will gradually decrease. However, many patients cannot survive this period of side effects and need drug treatment, so they will take drugs indirectly. This indirectness is uncertain. I have seen some people I took medicine for a week and took it for a month, and I have seen people take medicine for three days but only took it for one day."

Hearing the meaningful words, Gu Zhuo pursed his lips and asked, "Then Song Rin..."

"I don't know much about that," Deng Chao patted Five Million's squirming buttocks, and sneered, "But think about it for yourself, he and An Keyu both took medicine indirectly when they were hospitalized. It doesn’t matter what the situation is.”

"Hospitalized? What hospital?" Gu Zhuo was surprised.

Hearing Gu Zhuo's tone, Deng Chao rolled his eyelids calmly: "Live in a mental hospital."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be afraid that Gu Zhuo would not understand, so he raised his finger and pointed downward: "This hospital was recommended to me by him. The attending physician of our Jiaojiao family is his former attending physician."

In fact, as early as when Song Rin brought Gu Zhuo in with ease, he began to have doubts. He tried to think about this possibility, but when he thought about it, he felt pain in his heart when he really heard it in his ears.

Gu Zhuo swallowed the sourness in his mouth, but just as he was about to continue asking, Deng Chao seemed to know what he was going to ask earlier, and raised his hand to stop him: "Don't ask me the time, I don't know. But I'll just say that, we We knew each other because he and Jiaojiao were fellow patients in the clinic. At that time, he was still in Beijing, and he lived for nearly three months. He was alone, and no one came to see him halfway through."

three months.one person.

Gu Zhuo passed these six words on the tip of his tongue. In the past few months of contact with the Song family, Gu Zhuo has basically figured out the situation of the Song family.

It's not that they don't come, but they don't know it at all.

Gu Zhuo had inquired about it, and in their eyes, Song Rin was successful, outstanding, high-spirited, calm, and all kinds of things that made them satisfied and proud.

In short, it has nothing to do with the three words depression.

So these years, what kind of life did Song Rin lead? How did he get diagnosed, take medicine, and be hospitalized by himself? Survive alone.

Gu Zhuo didn't dare to think about it, he turned his head and looked at the waiting area outside the consultation room, where there were rows of benches, and everyone with a diagnosis number bracelet on their wrist was accompanied by someone.

Whether it is one person or multiple, there is always someone to accompany.And Song Rin...

Thinking of this, Gu Zhuo slowly clenched his palms in his pockets, and his internal organs were aching, as if he was spinning and stirring with a poisoned knife.

He said with difficulty: "I know, go on, go down."

Looking at Gu Zhuo's expression, Deng Chao lost his mind for a moment, but then he came back to his senses, pursed his lips without saying a word, and just kept walking forward with 500 million.

"This is the psychology department, the psychological test, and the psychological counseling room are here... This is the blood test and blood test department. From here, go down the elevator to the first floor, and do brain CT or MRI below..."

Along the way, Deng Chao took Gu Zhuo along and introduced them. The names, functions, etc. of each department can be expressed smoothly and logically without drafting.

Gu Zhuo listened, remembered, and engraved everything he saw into his mind.

The two walked around half a circle without knowing it, until they reached a heavy iron door. As the iron door opened, the nurse came out pushing the medical bed, and waited anxiously for someone to greet him immediately. Tears welled up in my eyes when I saw the person lying on the hospital bed.

The medical bed was pushed past the two, surrounded by a group of people, Gu Zhuo could only see the man's twitching fingers through the gap, and he turned his head to look at the door again, it was thick and cold, as if suddenly lifted The copper wall will block all anger outside.

"Here?" Gu Zhuo asked.

Unexpectedly, Deng Chao, who was able to reply immediately before, suddenly fell silent at this moment.

Gu Zhuo looked over suspiciously, only to see his tense and gloomy face, with billowing dark clouds in his eyes, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

Gu Zhuo frowned worriedly. He moved a little closer and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

The veins on Deng Chao's forehead bulged, he shook his head, and said softly that he was fine.

After a pause for a few seconds, he regained his composure a little bit, looked at the iron door, and said, "This is the place where M is done, which is what we are more familiar with, electric shock."

Hearing the word electric shock, Gu Zhuo couldn't help but tremble. He immediately turned his head to look at the hospital bed just now, hesitantly said: "Then... that person just now..."

"Well, it's done." Deng Chao said, "It's like that after finishing it, it will twitch, and the saliva will flow unstoppably, just like... an epileptic seizure."

Gu Zhuo was silent for a while, but he suddenly caught a key word while thinking.

A thought came to his mind, his eyes widened instantly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "What is Du? Song Rin..."

"He hasn't done it. This course of treatment needs to be done seven times. Before doing it, he will have to be isolated and hospitalized for several months. He doesn't have that time."

Hearing what Deng Chao said, Gu Zhuo heaved a sigh of relief, but then he suddenly realized something, he raised his eyes to Deng Chao, and falteringly confirmed: "That's, that's An..."

Deng Chao raised his eyes to meet his gaze, and finally his eyes were no longer peaceful and calm, and emotions such as self-blame, annoyance, and remorse overflowed from his eyes.

Deng Chao smiled wryly: "Yes, it was her. She had three courses of treatment, but it was still so painful."

Speaking of this, Deng Chao brushed his hair, and he shook his head with a low smile: "Gu Zhuo, if you are really ready, listen to my advice, don't let Song Rin do this. It's not that it won't work, it's just that Those are all short-lived, and the memories that are recalled in life will only become more vivid, but the happy ones are no longer happy, but the painful ones are getting deeper and deeper, and those who have done it will be between numbness and collapse for a long time Wander."

The author has something to say: The curative effect of M is different for everyone, and the natural feeling is also different. The article is only for the person and personal experience, and does not represent all. If there is any difference, please forgive me.

I was thinking of finishing this part in one chapter, but I talked a lot at my best friend’s house today, and I need to confirm and sort out the latter part.

44. Camellia red