sick wife

It's not that she didn't think about making Shang Congshu recover. The possibility of recovering from this kind of disease is not very high. Only medicine can suppress it. In the last life, Shang Congshu didn't recover for 20 years. Can rebirth really change it...

What's more, the drugs used to treat mental illnesses also have serious side effects. She has seen scenes of Shang Congshu having a headache until he hits his head against the wall.

When the condition gradually became serious, any medicine could only temporarily calm Shang Congshu down, and it was of no help at all.

A group of people surrounded the school gate, there were several reporters and photographers with microphones, as if they were interviewing something, Feng Xin's expression changed, and she quickly squeezed into the crowd.

The person being interviewed was Luo Ying, who was sent by the school as a representative. The woman was holding the glasses frame with one hand, dressed in a generous and elegant manner, with a gentle and benevolent appearance, and said sadly: "After the incident, our school always pays attention to the physical condition of Shang students. The illness is true, this kind of mental illness has violent tendencies, in order to protect other students, it is impossible for our school to allow Shang students to return to school, we are also very sad for this..."

At the beginning, it was because the school accepted media interviews and made public the fact that Shang Congshu suffered from mental illness, which made Shang Congshu suddenly worsen in a short period of time, and there were overwhelming reports on Shang Congshu.

A group of hypocritical faces felt sorry for the number one scholar in liberal arts, but in fact, every comment on the Internet stimulated Shang Congshu all the time.

Feng Xin was really fed up with the faces of this group of people, and suddenly grabbed Luo Ying, who was being interviewed, the scene couldn't react because of Feng Xin's sudden intrusion, Feng Xin wanted to drag Luo Ying away.

Surrounded by several reporters, the microphone almost hit Feng Xin's face.

"Excuse me, are you Shang Congshu's best friend? Has Shang Congshu behaved abnormally in the past two days? You can tell us, and we will ask the society for help together."

The woman who asked the question was a reporter from a very authoritative evening newspaper. The work card hanging around her neck was eye-catching. After her eyes saw Feng Xin's appearance, she obviously became more motivated to ask.

Feng Xin looked coldly at the reporter in front of her, her eyes were as cold as a cold kiln, she sneered, "Shang Congshu is only three or four years younger than you, if something like this happens to you one day, you will be recognized by the whole country. According to reports, everyone mentioning your name is of no help except that you are miserable and pitiful, and I wonder if you would like to be on the headlines on TV?"

The reporter was stunned by Feng Xin's question, she paused and said: "Student, we don't mean to ridicule at all, our starting point is to attract more people's attention, try our best..."

"No need." Feng Xin refused coldly, even with a hint of inaudible hatred in her tone, "Your attention is no different from slow murder. It's really disgusting to stimulate patients under the guise of caring."

Feng Xin didn't want to stay here for a moment, she was extremely disgusted when she saw these hypocritical people who thought they were doing righteous things and said what they said.

If it weren't for these reporters, the matter would not have spread to the point where it became known throughout the country. When Shang Congshu hadn't fully realized that he was a patient, the news feeds of various software were all pervasively sneaking into Shang Congshu's sight, over and over again. Remind Shang Congshu to be mentally ill.

From unbelievable to helpless, and finally hysterical and crazy, Shang Congshu was pushed into a deeper abyss.

Does the society really care about Shang Congshu's condition?Is there really any netizen who can empathize with Shang Congshu?

When the heat came up, he sighed to Shang Congshu across the Internet, which was both encouraging and distressing.

What about after the heat passes?Who still remembers Shang Congshu?

The attention for a while has made everyone in the country eat melons and join in the fun. Apart from leaving Shang Congshu with a second blow, what else can be left?

Feng Xin hated these people to death.

Seeing that Fengxin finally stopped, the middle-aged teacher who was being dragged away took off his eyes, wiped the sweat off his face, and said earnestly, "Student Feng, I know that Shushu's situation is not optimistic, which has affected your mood. You can’t talk to reporters like this. You must always remember that from the moment you step into this school, everything you do and say is closely related to the image of our school.”

Feng Xin ignored what Luo Ying said, she said coldly: "Ms. Luo, how vicious are you, that you are still in the mood to put on a show in front of the camera after your own niece has become like this?"

Luo Ying has been teaching for so many years, how could she tolerate Feng Xin being so rude to her, her face could hardly be tensed, and she still lifted her lips: "Feng Xin, you are also suffering during this time, really, I really understand you , It’s okay to lose control occasionally, you are still so young, the teacher forgives you.”

"boom--"

Feng Xin pushed the middle-aged woman's shoulder hard, and watched her back hit the wall brick with a blank expression, her face was full of shock, and her facial features were wrinkled in pain.

Although she had a cold face, the emotion in her eyes was extremely turbulent, "Why did you steal the poems written by Cong Shu?"