Chapter 27 Isn't it cute?
Chapter 27 Isn't it cute?
In the room with bright and clean windows, several pieces of rehabilitation equipment were placed neatly and orderly. Next to the floor-to-ceiling windows was a blue sofa, and there was a cup of unfinished tea on the coffee table.
The curtains are half drawn, the sunlight comes in through the gap, and the environment is peaceful and relaxing
An automatic bed was leaning against the light orange wall, with soft light overhead, and a person lay quietly on the bed.
The doctor was sitting beside him, holding a dark gold pocket watch in his hand, the hands were moving step by step, making regular noises.
"You are walking on a slope, the slope is very high and long, and you can't see the end..." A gentle voice sounded, with a hint of bewitchment, "The surrounding area is empty, you walked very quickly tired."
The person on the bed closed his eyes slightly, and murmured, "...very tired..."
"Yes, very tired. Then, what did you do?"
"Climb...the railing..."
"Yes, you climbed the railing," the doctor demanded. "What's on the railing?"
"Yes..." the voice of the person under hypnosis became softer and softer, "there is wind, the flowers are very fragrant, and it is cold..."
This may sound out of context, but it is the deepest thing in a person's subconscious mind.
The doctor continued his efforts: "The flowers are very fragrant, the wind is a little cold, what else do you see?"
"Very...very high." The person on the bed gradually became short of breath, "Someone, someone called me..."
"Who is calling you? What is calling you?"
The man frowned, his lips turned white, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.
The doctor immediately held him down, put the pocket watch to his ear, and guided softly: "Relax, it's okay, don't be afraid...Who is calling you? Why are you climbing up?"
However, as soon as the words fell, the patient suddenly changed from trembling to convulsions, his teeth were closed tightly, his face was blue, and he seemed to be suffocated.
The doctor quickly stopped the hypnosis, closed his pocket watch, patted him on the shoulder and shouted loudly: "Xu Qinjiang! Xuan Qinjiang!"
Xiu Qinjiang suddenly stripped from his subconscious state, sat up and took a deep breath.
"Breathe slowly." The doctor handed him a glass of water, patted him on the back, and said, "Drink slowly."
Xiu Qinjiang's face was pale, he was panting heavily, and his head couldn't stop being dizzy.
After a long delay, he slowly calmed down.
He took the water, didn't drink it, stared at the water in a daze, "Failed again..."
This was the No.20 day he came to the hospital, and it was also the third time he received hypnosis.
The first two times I couldn't even reach the hypnotic state. Although this time I was close to success, I still failed in the end, and even had a strong resistance reaction.
It will probably be more difficult next time.
"Don't be stressed." The doctor reassured, "I didn't think this would have much effect at first. It's just a trial. If it doesn't work, we have other ways. Besides, you're much better now. Take your time and don't worry. "
Su Qinjiang nodded slowly.
"Take a break, I'll go out and talk to your family."
Shen Han was waiting in the doctor's office. When the doctor came in, she got up and wanted to say hello, but the other person quickly raised her hand: "Sit down, you're welcome, we are old acquaintances, why are you being so polite."
Shen Han smiled, sat down and asked, "How is Qin Jiang doing this time?"
"Good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
"I will listen to all the tricks." Shen Han said.
"It's not a joke." The doctor sighed, "I've seen you running back and forth all these years, and this child is also working hard, and he cooperates with every treatment. It can be said that his brain has recovered very well. The language function has also improved a lot compared to before, I believe that after this rehabilitation, there will be no serious problems."
"And he is very smart, smarter than the average kid, which is not easy."
Shen Han glanced at him, puzzled and said: "Isn't this very good, how can there be any bad news?"
The doctor shook his head and sighed, "The bad thing is that he is too smart. This child is not sick." He pointed to his heart, "It's the sickness."
Shen Han's expression froze: "What do you mean..."
"He hid it too deeply, and I didn't find out until today." The doctor regretted, "Xu Qinjiang has very serious post-traumatic disease, and there is a high probability that he has not even noticed it himself. He has a hurdle in his heart. No one knows what it is, and it is estimated that you, the parents, will guide you slowly."
"Just now I hypnotized him for the third time, and just touched that point, he was very resistant, the reaction was too strong, and I had to stop."
It took Shen Han a long time to recover, and he spoke with difficulty: "You mean...Qin Jiang has a mental illness?"
"It's not there yet, but if left untreated, it could turn into a serious psychological or mental illness."
"...Mental illness?" Shen Han almost didn't bring it up in a breath of discomfort, tears rolled in his eyes, "How could he——I usually don't notice it, he behaves so well, such a good child, why would he? Such a disease..."
Shen Han couldn't accept it for a while, and after repeated confirmation several times, he realized that he had heard correctly.
Even when he couldn't hold back anymore, he was so sad that he burst into tears.
"Don't worry too much, it's still too late." The doctor suggested, "Find him a counselor after you go back, don't be too formal, just chat with him more often, enlighten him, and after a long time, It will definitely improve."
Shen Han nodded sadly, sniffed: "Okay, I'll find it for him when I get back."
The doctor patted her to comfort her.
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After making up nearly a month of extra classes, the third year of high school was finally successfully completed under the high-pressure policy of the school leaders.
A group of students were so emaciated that even Lao Hong stepped up to the podium and announced that he would be on vacation for a week.
Lao Hong thought he was dazzled, so he hurriedly reminded: "It's a holiday, students, it's a holiday! Why didn't you respond?"
Some people see through the world of mortals and say: "False is emptiness, and emptiness is false."
Someone said in a lack of interest: "It's only been seven days, who are you going to send away? My great-grandfather who died didn't pick up like that."
"Bah, bah, bah! There's nothing wrong with children's words." Lao Hong was superstitious for a few seconds, and then said with a smile, "You are not interested in the holidays, so what about the grades? Are you interested?"
The eyes of half of the students lit up instantly.
The other half began to chatter their teeth, trembled in their legs, and pointed at the people on the stage with a sad and indignant expression—you are devoid of conscience, and you deliberately don’t let us live!
Lao Hong pulled out two ranking lists from behind, shaking like showing off: "Come on, I'll read the rankings for everyone."
Pan Mian covered her ears: "If I don't listen, I won't listen—"
Feng Changyu forcibly tore off his hand, with a ferocious face: "If you don't listen, you have to listen! I can't suffer alone!"
"No.1 is also the first in the whole school. Lu Shu, with 710 points, ranks second in the city."
"No.2, fifth in the school, He Xijie, 695 points, No.13 in the city."
"No.3, 677th in the school, Murong Tianqing, 28 points, ranked [-]th in the city."
"No.4, No. 24 in the whole school, Chu Qinjiang, 670 points, No. 37 in the city."
........
Lao Hong’s voice was loud and his Mandarin was standard. After he finished reading one by one, the heated discussions in the class almost shook the classroom. Some people were happy and some were crying.
Such as Pan Mian.
He said without love in his life: "I only have [-] points, I won't live until tomorrow..."
Another example is Feng Changyu.
He beat his chest and stamped his feet, his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe: "I'm only 398! Two points less than you."
Pan Mian burst into tears, pointing at Lu Shu: "You got [-] points in the exam and ranked first in the school. Are you human?"
Lu Shu calmly comforted: "Don't feel bad, at least I didn't get the first place in the city."
Pan Mian was stunned, and then burst into tears.
Tang Xingchen took the two ranking lists from Lao Hong's hand and said, "Look, who is short-sighted and snatched our brother Lu's first place."
Feng Changyu also came over to look at it: "I have to thank him very much."
Pan Mian was the second to come over: "I will hold a wedding banquet for him, and the banquet will last seven days and seven nights."
Tang Xingchen dragged his throat and read from above: "No. 718 in the city, Ying Cheng, with [-] points, full marks in science and mathematics, and close to full marks in English—tsk, what a fucking human."
"Which school is so perverted?" Pan Mian burst into tears, feeling his heart hurt even more.
Tang Xingchen moved his hand away, revealing the name of the school behind, and suddenly said: "It's all right, this school specializes in perverts."
Feng Changyu agreed: "A litter of perverts."
Pan Mian: "It's really perverted... woo woo..."
"Let me see." Lu Shu stretched out his hand.
Tang Xingchen handed it over, teasing with a smile: "Why, do you feel a sense of crisis?"
Lu Shu didn't see the number one in the city at all, he looked down and found the ranking of Xiu Qinjiang.
670 points, full score in comprehensive science, full score in mathematics, 125 in Chinese, 95 in English.
Lu Shu: "..."
Okay, his personal trainer can resign.
After the class finally had enough discussions, Lao Hong began to organize people to clean up, and the rest of the students went home to find their mothers.
Tang Xingchen hooked Pan Mian's neck: "Let's go, brother treats you to a big meal."
"I want to eat meat." Pan Mian said.
Tang Xingchen whistled: "Of course."
Feng Changyu chased after him: "You two are idiots! Do you need your schoolbag!"
Lu Shu took a photo of the report card and sent it to Xiu Qinjiang, and followed him leisurely with his schoolbag.
—
When the steaming and spicy iron pot was brought to the table, Pan Mian's eyes were straightened: "Wow, there's so much meat..."
Feng Changyu's entire face was filled with disgust: "Mianzi, don't make it look like a famine, our country is outstanding, rich and prosperous, with great mountains and rivers, and the Great Wall—"
Tang Xingchen said solemnly: "Why don't you also recite the eight honors and eight disgraces? Burn three more sticks of incense and pray."
Feng Changyu nodded seriously: "It makes sense..."
Pan Mian's eyes were still empty: "Wow...it smells so good..."
Lu Shu did not participate in the conversation of the three psychopaths, he took a photo of the iron pot and buried himself in typing.
"Hey, are you going to distribute the Little Red Book?" Tang Xingchen yawned.
"You'd better die quickly." After Lu Shu finished typing, he clicked and sent the pictures together.
-Steam the cured meat together, if you have it, I lose.
Now he has also developed the habit of reporting every now and then and clocking in every day. Like Xiu Qinjiang, he has to report all the big things, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable if he doesn't.
Xiu Qinjiang replied in seconds.
-I want to eat.
Later, I also picked up a baby kiss emoticon package.
A little girl with two buns on her hair, her round white face approached the screen, and kissed her with her lips pouting.
Lu Shu almost threw the phone away, and asked in horror: Where did you come from?
-Auntie gave it, is it cute [shy]
Lu Shu:.
A screenshot with a numb expression, poking into the dialog box of a certain culprit, Xingshi asked the crime:?
A question mark reflects his full resentment.
Shen Han also responded quickly.
[Cinderella]: Playing with your mobile phone in class?
[LU]: ...
[LU]: 12:30 noon, don't you check the time?
[Cinderella]: Oh, eating and playing with mobile phones?
[LU]: ... Heh.
Lu Shu tried to bring the topic back: don't send him messy emoticons.
[Cinderella]: What's the mess?If you can't speak, you can shut up.
[Cinderella]: Baby Kiss.jpg
[Cinderella]: Isn't it cute [shy]
[LU]: .
[LU]: Up to you.
Over there, Xiu Qinjiang is still asking questions, is it cute three times in a row?
Lu Shu's facial expression was paralyzed, and against his will, he returned to the cute past and exited the chat interface.
When the dishes were served, Pan Mian raised his glass first: "I wish you a happy summer vacation!"
Lu suddenly poured cold water: "Just seven days."
"What's wrong with the seven days, I want to celebrate one day!" Pan Mian yelled, "Hurry up, raise the cup!"
"Celebrate, celebrate." Tang Xingchen held up the beer bottle, "I hope I can find love during the summer vacation."
"You have been looking for that love affair for 800 years, don't go to outer space to find it." Feng Changyu sent the beer forward, "I'm going to sleep for seven days and seven nights!"
Tang Xingchen raised his eyebrows: "I have a bad taste, there is nothing I can do."
"The person who got a score of [-], hurry up." Pan Mian gritted his teeth, "Don't force me to beg you."
With three pairs of eyes staring at this side, Lu Shu had no choice but to give up resisting, and got up to join the group of two-year-old boys: "Happy summer vacation."
.........
After training in the evening as usual, Lu Shu came home sweating profusely, and was about to take a shower when Tang Xingchen suddenly poked a message.
Just one positioning, showing the ice degree bar, and nothing else.
He sent a question mark, but the other party never replied.
Lu Shu frowned, took a shower with the shower twice, put on his clothes and hurried to Bingdu.
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