mousepad-d2 Chapter 55 Do You Need Help?
Chapter 55 Do You Need Help?
The motorcycle roared home, parked and unlocked the door, and when Li Qing arrived home, it was exactly 59:[-].
The room was silent.
Shang Yang still maintained the posture when he left, and fell asleep with his brows furrowed.Li Qing stepped forward and poked his head, the temperature was normal, no fever.
Relieved, Li Qing went to take a battle shower, lay down on the bed, hugged Shang Yang from behind, and fell into a deep sleep.
Three hours later, Li Qing was awakened by the struggle of the man in his arms.
Shang Yang screamed, waved his hands, and kicked his feet unconsciously, as if defending and attacking.
Li Qing hugged him: "Brother Shang is fine, I'm here..."
In his sleep, Shang Yang broke out with great strength, broke Li Qing away, and threw him to the ground.
Li Qing fell off the bed and slammed his back on the iron handle of the cabinet, making a muffled thud.
Shang Yang paused.The next second, he seemed to wake up, and he was groping nervously by the bed.Finding that the bedside was empty, his expression blanked for a moment, and then frantically fumbled for it.
"Li Qing?"
"Li Xiaoqing?"
"Brother Shang, I'm here." Li Qing resisted the severe pain in his back and got up, "It's okay, I just fell off the bed."
As soon as Shang Yang's shoulders collapsed, he relaxed, lying on the edge of the bed, and stretched out his hand to Li Qing: "Li Xiaoqing, I told you not to bury your head in the quilt to sleep, you seem to be sleepy."
Li Qing grabbed Shang Yang's hand, sat up again, propped his hand on the bed: "Yeah, I'm too stupid, I should have listened to Brother Shang."
Shang Yang paused: "Li Qing, your back... has bled a lot."
The cabinet is Li's mother's old dowry. The old-fashioned wooden cabinets are made of solid materials, all of which are solid thick wood and iron handles.Li Qing's back hit him, and a palm-long gash was drawn out.
Shang Yang helped Li Qing rub alcohol to disinfect with shaking hands.
Li Qing's face turned pale from the pain, but he still smiled and said: "Don't be so sullen. It's just that you didn't sleep well and fell off the bed. Wouldn't it be better if you just rubbed the medicine? Huh? Frown your brows and you'll be fine." It looks good."
Shang Yang was still drinking iodine in silence, and suddenly said in a muffled voice, "I did it."
Li Qing paused, and then said: "I told you that I fell off the bed..."
Shang Yang repeated: "Falling off the bed is not in this direction at all. Li Qing, I remember everything I did."
A moment of silence.
"Don't think about it." Li Qing rubbed his head: "You didn't do it on purpose. Besides, it doesn't hurt, this wound will heal after a night of sleep."
Shang Yang didn't speak, put the iodine wine and gauze in the drawer of the bedside table and put them away, then lay down to sleep again with Li Qing in his arms.
Li Qing still patted him on the back, and said softly: "Don't worry, you just had a nightmare. Who wouldn't have a nightmare? Isn't it..."
Shang Yang suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse as if pressed from the depths of his throat: "Li Qing, come with me to the Second Hospital tomorrow."
Li Qing's words stopped suddenly.The Second Hospital is the largest psychiatric hospital in the city.
Immediately he said: "Okay."
The next day, Li Qing went to the Second Hospital with Shang Yang.Same as last night, Li Qing and Shang Yang took a taxi, and Shang Houde followed behind in a car, smoking a cigarette the whole time.
As soon as he entered the door of the Second Hospital, Shangyang turned a few corners and found the chief physician's office: "Dr. Lu, I'm here for a review."
Li Qing's hand shook Shang Houde's soot at the same time.
When Shang Yang was talking to Dr. Lu, Li Qing and Shang Houde were stopped outside the door.When Shang Yang followed a nurse to another small consultation room, Li Qing and Shang Houde were called in by Dr. Lu.
Dr. Lu said, "Please sit down."
Shang Houde sat down with Li Qing.
Dr. Lu said: "Because the patient stated that neither of your family members knew his medical history. In order to make it easier for the family members to coordinate treatment, I will introduce the patient's situation to you here."
So Li Qing and Shang Houde knew about Shang Yang's illness.
"ptsd, the full name is post-traumatic stress disorder, refers to a person who has experienced, witnessed or encountered one or more actual deaths involving himself or others, or has been threatened with death, or has been seriously injured or threatened to bodily integrity. Delayed onset and persistent mental disorders in individuals."
The doctor recalled Shangyang’s case report, “The first time the patient visited the doctor was seven years ago. He complained that he had witnessed the death of his mother and her dead body. He was overly stimulated and had hallucinations, anxiety, amnesia, depression, fear of the dark and other symptoms. After a period of one year and zero According to the data of the new international therapy for three months, the patient is basically cured and the prognosis is good.”
The smoke between Shang Houde's fingers burned to the end and burned his fingers, but he didn't realize it.
He is a careful and considerate person, and he would definitely not be able to enter the hospital without putting out his cigarette, but today he really can't care about it.
As if someone hit his face with a punch, he let out a low grunt from his throat, and slowly covered his face.
Seven years ago...
No wonder, no wonder Shang Yang woke up in the hospital, he was so frightened when he saw him...
Li Qing tightly clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white, and his heart was filled with anger and bitterness like a volcano.He took a deep breath: "Doctor, is he always afraid of the dark because of this?"
The doctor said calmly: "This is related to the alternative therapy we adopted at that time, transforming the patient's fear of trauma into fear of the night, and then providing psychological counseling. In theory, as long as no stimulation is given, the patient's normal life will not be affected by the darkness." , as you grow older, your fear of the dark will gradually be overcome.”
Shang Houde asked with difficulty: "Then Shang Yang is now..."
The doctor said briefly: "It's relapsed."
"Relapsed."
Sitting in the car outside the hospital, after smoking a whole cigarette, Shang Houde's head echoed this passage like a nightmare.
Like an invisible rope around his neck, it will drag him into the silent deep sea of guilt.
During the one-year treatment period, there were jars and jars of medicines, and I had nightmares for three months in a row, falling asleep and waking up in fear and sadness every day...
As a father, he didn't even know about such a day.
"I used to have the face to...forgive." Shang Houde covered his face, his voice was dry, and tears leaked from his fingers for a long time.
The phone rang and a call came in.
Zhang Hongtu's.
He hung up directly.
Before he had time to put down his phone, another call came in.
Jia Chengfeng's.
He shook his finger on the bright red end button for a while, and answered, "Mr. Jia, it's been a long time."
Jia Chengfeng: "Teacher Shang, let's stop being so polite."
Shang Houde said politely: "Mr. Jia, you probably didn't call here just to be polite."
Jia Chengfeng said: "Then...of course not, Mr. Shang, I am very sorry for what happened to your son."
Shang Houde remained silent.
Jia Chengfeng said: "I assure you that this kind of thing will not happen again in the future."
Shang Houde said: "What guarantee do you take?"
"I am now the largest investor of the Shangxi Foundation and the immediate boss of Zhang Hongtu." Jia Chengfeng chuckled, "Besides, I am also a father with a pair of very loving children. I also hate this kind of involving children Entering the adult world."
Shang Houde breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then..." Jia Chengfeng said helplessly, "Mr. Shang, can we discuss your recent behavior now?"
Shang Houde knew what he was referring to.Media interviews, pressure from public opinion in the education sector, and even the voice of some old friends, and the help of some students from the Ministry of Education.
This period of time put a lot of pressure on Jia Chengfeng.
Shang Houde said: "How do you want to negotiate?"
"I'm a businessman." Jia Chengfeng said, "Naturally, I want to find a way to maximize the benefits and win-win. Mr. Shang, why don't we each take a step back? I will help the existing two-year students of Shangxi High School You were cultivated as you wanted, so you have a dream. How about you, after the dream pursuit is over, shall we continue to discuss cooperation?"
"Two terms?"
Before Jia Chengfeng could answer, Shang Houde said: "Mr. Jia, do you think that Kuafu was naive when he was on the road, thinking that he was dreaming, and gave him a big cake as the sun. After he has dreamed, forget it quickly?"
Jia Chengfeng paused.
Shang Houde smiled and hung up the phone.
At the entrance of the hospital corridor, Li Qing leaned his back against the wall, lowered his head slightly, and carefully flipped through a palm-sized green booklet.
The booklet was given by Dr. Lu, mainly about the introduction, precautions and related treatments of ptsd stress disorder.
At the end of the corridor is a small room with a psychological counseling room.
Shang Yang is inside.
It was a midsummer at the end of July, and the air was hot and dry. The greening of the second courtyard was well done, with two-story tall trees everywhere, and the chirping of cicadas and the humming of the air conditioner rang out like a duet.
The door of the consulting room opened suddenly.
Li Qing closed the booklet and followed the voice to look.
At the end of the corridor is a small open balcony, golden light pours in like a waterfall, making Li Qing have to squint his eyes.
The boy in the bright yellow T-shirt and jeans held the doorknob sideways, lowered his head and said a few words to the people in the room, he seemed to catch a glimpse of him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly turned his head and smiled at him.
Under the sun, that smile was as bright as Yaohua's eyes.
Li Qing couldn't help showing a smile.
"Brother Shang." Li Qing went forward to pick up Shang Yang, but Shang Yang grabbed his wrist and rushed out of the corridor.
"There's no time to explain, run away."
Shang Yang spoke quickly, leading Li Qing out of the outpatient building with familiarity.Passing by the second flower bed and running to the middle of a square, he supported his knees and stopped, gasping for breath.
In the summer, two boys aged seventeen or eighteen ran wildly for a while, their bodies were steaming hot.Li Qing took out a wet towel to wipe Shang Yang's sweat, and there was a volcano hidden under the calm appearance: "What's wrong?"
Countless alternative answers emerged in his mind.
Psychological counseling failed and Shang Yang's condition worsened!
Is the hospital illegally using equipment to spy on the patient's privacy?
There are even absurd scripts in which unscrupulous doctors take advantage of patients to facilitate treatment.
"Li Xiaoqing, you still have the nerve to ask!" Shang Yang panted heavily, his face was swollen with anger, and he grabbed Li Qing's cheeks with both hands.
But Li Qing was too thin, with thin cheeks and sharp lines, so he couldn't pick up the flesh no matter what.
Shang Yang said sourly, "The big peacock that attracts bees and butterflies! I came to the hospital today, and there were four little nurses chasing after me asking for your contact information, and a female patient volunteered to be my sister-in-law. It doesn't even matter if I say you are a big virgin with a red tasseled pewter gun head and premature ejaculation in seconds... They say they just look at their faces! In the end I was about to leave, and the little nurses were still chasing me Say hello, come again next time! I haven’t had this kind of treatment since I came here for a year!!!”
Li Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: ...
Shang Yang chattered endlessly: "If you don't go to the house for three days, Concubine Qing dares to exude such charm in front of me. It seems that the freedom I gave you is too much. When you go back, you must first copy the female commandments. Instructor Ding Xuan is here to personally teach you what is called the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, abide by women's morals, and respect your husband..."
"Yeah..." Li Qing watched his mischief helplessly, and pulled him to sit on the edge of the flower bed under the shade of a tree, and handed him a bottle of mineral water: "Drink some water."
Shang Yang unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a sip, hehe said happily: "Well, it seems that the Japanese maid outfit is also quite good, and the clothes made of cat ears seem to be available for online shopping..."
Li Qing rubbed his ears, and suddenly said softly: "Psychotherapy is hard, isn't it?"
Shang Yang paused.
Dark memories rushed towards his face, and the bloody, gloomy, sticky and humid air was about to drag him into the deep sea, his mouth and nose were submerged, and the painful suffocation in his throat whistled again with the gust of wind.
After a while, he said nonchalantly: "It's not like that, I'm used to it, what's the matter?"
Li Qing stroked his fingerprints.
Because of playing basketball, he has a thin layer of calluses on his hands, which is a bit rough to the touch, but every movement is full of youthful vigor and publicity.
This clean and bright boy shouldn't have to go through this.
If fate had a chance to repeat itself, he would rather bear all the pain alone.
Shang Yang seemed to see what Li Qing was thinking, and rubbed Li Qing's head: "Don't worry, Li Xiaoqing, don't think of your Brother Shang too weakly."
Li Qing hummed.
The two sat quietly in the shade for a while.
The sound of cicadas is noisy and peaceful.
"Wait..." Li Qing came to his senses, his eyes became dangerous for a second, "I seem to have heard you say that someone with a red-tasseled pewter head has premature ejaculation and impotence, and still ejaculate in seconds?"
"Pfft—" Shang Yang spewed out another mouthful of mineral water.
He slowly turned his head to look at Li Qing.
Li Qing showed him a serious smile.
When it was too late, Shang Yang grabbed the mineral water bottle and ran away, rushing towards the gate of the hospital as quickly as the bells could jingle.
"Pindao suddenly remembered that he still hadn't read the scriptures in Xitian, the task is arduous, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, we have a destiny..."
His roar was carried by the wind.
"By the way, little friend Li Qing, XX Men's Hospital has been focusing on men's health for 30 years. Your consultation is welcome..."
"!" Looking at the curious eyes cast by the family doctors around, Li Qing's temples bulged, "Shang Yang, you fucking give it! I! Stop! Stop!"
Li Qing, who was always calm, burst into foul language, he would be an idiot if he stood still.
Shang Yang ran out of the gate of the hospital, panting like a dog in the sun.
Then he was caught by Li Qing, who pinned his wrist to the courtyard wall.
There is no way, the natural physical strength gap.
"Li Xiaoqing..." Shang Yang gasped with a sad face, "You, why are you running so fast?"
"Tell you not to exercise well! You don't go for morning jogs, and you even skip radio gymnastics when you have time!" Li Qing pressed Shang Yang, squeezed his knees between his legs, and approached the wall, "Regret now? Huh? "
With this posture, the things between Shang Yang's legs were pressed against Li Qing's knees, and a sense of threat arose spontaneously.
Shang Yang swallowed his saliva and struggled twice.Li Qing's hands and feet were as strong as iron pincers, so he didn't move.
"Li Xiaoqing, let me warn you, my second master Shang is also a famous figure outside, if you continue like this, I will explode into a small universe."
Li Qing sneered: "You explode."
Shang Yang stared at him, blinked his eyes suddenly, and said sweetly: "Brother Li, I was wrong. I don't dare anymore, please let me go."
Li Qing: ...
Shang Yang: "Brother Li Qing, brother brother, the Lun family knew they were wrong, please forgive the Lun family this time..."
Li Qing: ...
fuck.
In the end, Li Qing was ridiculed by Shang Yang and got into the taxi.
——Under the outburst of Shang Yangneng and Qu Nengshou, he honestly blushed the tips of his ears.
Then Shang Yang grabbed the tips of his ears and joked all the way: "Hey, you are only three seconds handsome, Li Xiaoqing, you can't do this!"
Li Qing glared at him a few times, then gritted his teeth: "Shang Yang!"
Shang Yang said cheerfully: "Aha?"
Li Qing lowered his voice, pressed against Shang Yang's ear, and said solemnly, "I'll let you see if I can do it when I go back!"
Shang Yang: ...
Although on the way, Li Qing made jokes all the way to divert Shang Yang's attention, and Shang Yang didn't even look at the taxi driver all the way, but when he got off the bus, Shang Yang's lips were still pale.
Li Qing held his hand tightly: "Let's go home."
At the door of the house, Li Qing opened the door with the key.
Shang Yang is a person whose scars healed and he forgot the pain. He got up straight when he returned to the nest, squeezed in first, and stood in the entrance to take off his shoes: "Li Xiaoqing, come and change the clothes for me and turn on the air conditioner——"
The lock clicked.
Before taking off Shang Yang's shoes, his shoulders were pinned, and his waist was knocked against the cabinet where the shoes were placed.
Before he finished saying "Ah", Li Qing's handsome face was pressed down, like a young beast who had just grown up, the tips of his ears were still red, but his lips and teeth fiercely bit his Adam's apple.
The other hand grabbed his hand and leaned under her body...
"Since you flirted with me, Brother Shang, do you really think it needs to see an andrologist?"
"Ok?"
Shang Yang: ...
Damn, why is this thing so big!
The author has something to say:
It's finally getting sweeter.
That's all for today.