Chasing bamboo horses with games

Wen Shaoyou's endless words made Lu Junqi a little confused, so he couldn't think of any hard work for him, but instead made them worry about him all the time.

"No hard work."

Wen Shaoyou chuckled, "Okay." At the end, he still couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and gently stroked Lu Junqi's back.

If Lu Junqi felt something, thinking about how Wen Shaoyou rubbed his back when he was uncomfortable a few times before, in fact, it didn't have any smoothing effect at all, but the concern made people feel at ease, just like now.But why sigh?

"Do you want to move back?"

When Wen Shaoyou heard this, he sat him upright and stared at him intently.

Under his gaze, Lu Junqi gradually fidgeted, and explained in a panic: "I don't mean to drive you away. You see, my place is still too small, and it doesn't feel very convenient for you to come and go to work, I know You actually have a place to live, it's just..."

"I'm just worried about you so I found an excuse to move here, but there is no filial son in front of the sick bed for a long time. After a long time, I may find you annoying."

"Um, um." Lu Junqi lowered his head dejectedly, "Besides, you don't have to be so nice to me, we haven't seen each other for so long..."

"Yeah, I wish I could see you sooner." Wen Shaoyou sighed and leaned forward, and he leaned on Lu Junqi's shoulder instead.

Lu Junqi looked at the top of his hair in front of him, and muttered, "That's not what I meant."

Wen Shaoyou laughed until his chest trembled: "There is no difference between living in a dormitory and living in an office. I want to live here. With you here, I have someone to talk to. You will cook for me whatever you want."

"Ah, chicken legs, I forgot, they are still marinated."

"Let's do it later, give me the medicine first."

"Hmm." Lu Junqi felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the word medicine, pushed Wen Shaoyou away and got up to get the medicine box from the closet, but he didn't turn around for a long time.

Stop shaking, why are you shaking at this time!Lu Junqi grabbed the wrist of the hand holding the medicine box, the veins on the back of his hand stood up, but the shaking became more and more severe. After hearing the sound of footsteps, he threw the medicine box vigilantly, threw it back into the closet, and turned around with his hands behind his back. Wen Shaoyou.

"that's it."

Wen Shaoyou glanced at the four medicine boxes scattered on the shelf of the cabinet, pulled his arm involuntarily, held his hands hidden behind him into his palms, and only let go of his left hand after feeling the tremor of his right hand The one on the ground pressed down on Lu Junqi's left hand inch by inch.

"I don't know which specific acupuncture points are on my hands, tell me where it hurts."

"Hiss!" As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Junqi reflexively wanted to withdraw his hand because of the pain from being pressed into the tiger's mouth.

"Hold it." Wen Shaoyou grabbed his hand and continued to rub the tiger's mouth lightly.

Lu Junqi lowered his head, looked at the hands that were massaging him, and felt that his eye sockets were a little sore and swollen. He leaned two steps towards Wen Shaoyou, fell on his shoulder, and said, "I seem to be touched by you." Infected."

Wen Shaoyou was concentrating on rubbing, and before he could fully feel the joy of Lu Junqi's initiative to approach, he heard this inexplicable accusation: "What?"

"Cry bag."

"Uh, I'm just a well-developed lacrimal gland, so I'm not a crying bag." Wen Shaoyou's retort was obviously weak, and he tried to save face for himself, "What do you mean being infected by me? Could it be that I help you?" Hand, you are so moved that you want to cry? Do you want to change the way and allow you to sell yourself to repay your favor."

"I can sell Wuliu to you." Lu Junqi relaxed a little after hearing his joke, and stood up again.

"No, I hate it, and I don't even want to post it."

Lu Junqi was amused by the tone of refusing San Lian and avoiding it, thinking that even if you wanted it, Wuliu would definitely not agree.

After a while, Wen Shaoyou spread his hands, held his left hand and said with a smile, "Stop shaking."

"Yeah." Lu Junqi withdrew his hand, turned his head when he was behind his back, his pale skin was faintly red, and he said in a stiff tone, "Thank you."

Wen Shaoyou felt a little itchy, and wanted to pinch his red ears. Xiao Qi, who thanked him solemnly and felt embarrassed, was really cute.Thinking about it this way, I felt that I was a little warmed up locally, so I hurriedly turned my face to look at the medicine box in the closet, and changed the subject.

"Is that all?" He flipped through the medicine box, three boxes of Lyspro and one box of Paxil.Only three tablets of Paxil were eaten, and only two tablets of Lysip were left. "It seems that Ms. Wu is really powerful, and she guessed right again."

"What?" Lu Junqi felt that Wen Shaoyou spoke strangely. Although Ms. Wu was indeed very powerful, why did she deliberately emphasize her accent?

"She said that even if you bought the medicine yourself, you wouldn't mess around. There are three boxes of Lespro, a total of 21 tablets, and there are two left. This attack has been on and off for more than a month, and it is considered very restrained. Paxil If you don’t eat it, don’t eat it, it’s great.”

"No." The more Lu Junqi listened, the more guilty he felt, he pursed his lips and said, "I can't actually eat it."

"Well, I know. Ms. Wu said that taking antidepressants for bipolar patients can easily induce manic symptoms, but she also said that drug dependence is difficult to control. It is impossible for the hospital to prescribe more drugs, but taking drugs can really make people feel better, so Most patients will buy medicines privately. One is that there are not many people who are willing to go to the hospital every now and then, and the other is that the long treatment time will give patients the illusion that they can control their own state.

"She is a psychiatrist herself. How could she not understand this mentality? She didn't call you directly because she was afraid that you would be under pressure. In fact, she even praised you, saying that very few patients can persist in following the doctor's advice for six years. Those who take medicine, not to mention that you are still the kind with a relatively high frequency of recurrent attacks, it is already very powerful."

As Wen Shaoyou spoke, his voice became hoarse again.Six years, six years since the wound appeared on his left hand.It is a painful thing to sink into death without a goal, but it is even more difficult to force yourself to live without a goal.

His little Qi, alone, has lived in this small house for six years in response to the people who wanted him to live.It has been six years of suffering from irregular attacks alone, going through the cycle of taking medicine and stopping medicine, and there may even be many more six years to spend like this...

Lu Junqi looked at Wen Shaoyou and held his left hand in his palm with a desolate expression, as if he was holding something fragile.He clenched his left fist and loosened it, clenched it again and loosened it again, and then said with a smile: "Crying bag, look, it's all right, its functions are all normal."

Wen Shaoyou looked at him, flipped his hands over, and put his left hand together in his own.After looking at it twice, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh. This person is really... He was shaking his hands just now, but now he can smile and comfort others. It would be great if he could give himself some of the favor he has done to others.

"It's not a crying bag. Let's not buy it next time. If it's really uncomfortable, I'll accompany you to the hospital to prescribe medicine, okay?"

"Ah."

Wen Shaoyou saw that he agreed, but the wrinkles between his brows instantly deepened, and he was a little strange. Xiao Qi has survived for so many years, why did she suddenly buy medicine by herself now?If it is completely driven by the psychology of drug dependence, it is impossible to buy just a few boxes, one tablet a day is not enough.

"Xiao Qi, why did you remember to buy the medicine yourself? These are all prescription medicines, and it would be very troublesome even to buy them online."

Lu Junqi felt a little aggrieved when he spoke again, "During the depression period last time, Dr. Huo prescribed me Paroxetine, but I don't know why the side effects were particularly strong, so I changed it to Lysip.

"He knew that I had drug dependence, and taking medicine might not be able to control it, so he prescribed a box of seven tablets for me, and he also cut off four tablets for me, and asked me to divide the three tablets into six if I suffered from depression. After the day is finished, go to him to get the rest.

"In the end, I really couldn't control it. I finished eating Lai Shi Pu in less than three days. I didn't dare to go to the hospital, and I hit the deadline. I had to work and didn't want to do anything. I went to buy two boxes by accident. I was lucky last time, the entire depression period did not induce mania, and it was in the normal period until this relapse.

"I still couldn't resist taking the medicine that day. I wanted to take the dose prescribed by Dr. Huo just in case, but I realized that I had already taken the whole tablet. There was no adverse reaction for the first time, so I didn't care much. , You will know later, the manic episode had to be forcibly stopped."

Wen Shaoyou looked at Lu Junqi dumbfounded: "So you only bought two boxes in the end, or was it because you didn't dare to go to the hospital for fear of being scolded?"

"Doctor Huo doesn't swear. He will confirm with Ms. Wu when I should go to the hospital, and then go to the flower and bird market to buy five pots of prickly pears the day before, and ask me to cut their thorns into hairs one by one."

"why?"

"He said that I had successfully deceived him and made him seriously question his professional standards. I must be responsible for smoothing out the thorns in his heart.

"So what did the cactus do wrong?" After Wen Shaoyou asked, seeing Lu Junqi's hesitant expression on his face, he couldn't help asking, "What did you lie to him?"

"I should have told you about the hospitalization before? In fact, I didn't come back out of trouble. The more serious the trouble, the stricter the control. I pretended to see it and was allowed to leave the hospital. But before I was discharged, I heard Dr. Huo tell Uncle Jun Said that my condition is unstable, and I should pay more attention when I go home. If something is wrong, I should send it to the hospital. Although the hospital is not a good place to recuperate, it can avoid accidents. So, I gave him a pot of prickly pear on the day I left the hospital. Later, As long as I was disobedient, he would let me cut the thorns, talk about it while cutting, and told me that he was happy for a long time."

After hearing this, Wen Shaoyou felt a little complicated, but his heart was biased, and he wanted to say who was not yet a child, let alone our little Qi was not in the right state at the time.

After successfully exaggerating Lu Junqi's self-inflicted behavior and convincing himself, he said: "This is not good, how can a doctor create psychological pressure on patients."

"Because it works." Lu Junqi covered his face silently, "As soon as I think about it, I don't dare to be disobedient, and I feel guilty when I take too much medicine. This time I bought the medicine by myself, and he called me to ask He didn't dare to pick it up, so he picked it up once during the normal period and said that I was in good shape, so he gave up."

Although Wen Shaoyou didn't want to admit it, sometimes patients really couldn't get used to it.

"Then leave the remaining pieces to me for safekeeping."

"Ah."

"Okay, go and help me fry the chicken legs. I'll talk to Ms. Wu for you."

"No, I'll make the apology myself. It's already rude to just send text messages."

"I thought about it. If she has already rested today, she won't be able to see it even if you send a text message. Why don't you make some food and send it to her tomorrow? She will be very happy."

"But the food I cook doesn't taste good."

"Who said that? It's obviously delicious."

"That's because you haven't tasted Aunt Wu's handicrafts, and her cooking is really delicious."

"Isn't the heart important?"

"That's right, okay, you wait for me to order, and I'll fry the chicken legs."

"Well, okay, thank you Xiao Qi."

"Go! Go! Go."

Wen Shaoyou watched Lu Junqi turn around with a smile, and walked out of the room with normal steps before he felt relieved. He took out the mobile phone that had been in his pocket, stuck it to his ear, and called auntie.Ms. Wu's gentle voice froze his facial expression in the next second.

She said: "Xiao Wen, although I am very grateful for your idea of ​​helping me find out the news, and I am also very glad that you praised me for being great and helped me win the opportunity to taste Xiaoqi's craftsmanship, but I think we should find Let’s talk about some time, about selling yourself to repay your kindness, about disgust, about taking our little Qi as a cook. It’s getting late today, so I’ll go to bed first, good night.”

Wen Shaoyou watched "Call ended" appear and disappear, and finally realized what it was like to shoot a rock at his own foot.