Chapter 120 They are all mentally ill

Chapter 120 They are all mentally ill

"Drip."

On Zhai Tianyu's birthday, he received an email in his mailbox. He closed the pretentious newspaper and went to check his private mailbox:

"You were born three years before Zhai Yang was born. Everyone knows this, but do you also know about the mistakes you made when you were eight years old? Do you know about the broken antique vase and the brother who fell down the middle of the stairs? You don't know if he saw your face. Will you remember it when you grow up? Happy birthday, Zhai Tianyu."

How much else does Cui Jing know?

In other words, how much did Zhai Yang know? If the scene was known to a third person, it must be one of the two who told her, not herself, then it must be Zhai Yang.

He even told Cui Jing all these past events.

It turns out that Zhai Yang saw it when he was a child, and he still remembers it. So he has been pretending, just like he pretended to have a fake brotherhood... pretending.

He typed the next line.

"I believe we will see each other again soon."

send.

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Fan Ci'en knelt before the Buddha, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and bowed her head. Fan's father patted her on the back and made her stand up straight, and ordered her not to wrinkle her clothes today, as it would not look good in front of the Buddha.

Zhang Ye raised his lips and saw Fan Ci'en press the corner of her clothes that had been creased by the wall and stood up straighter. She was wearing black today, with Chinese-style buttons, very formal. But black is a formal color, and it is best not to wear formal colors when visiting a shrine.

Fan Ci'en didn't think about anything and just wore whatever she wanted. She looked up at the huge Buddha statue. It was compassionate and majestic, and the sandalwood was lingering.

Everyone places their hopes on something vague, and if they succeed, it will be a manifestation, and if they fail, they will abandon it.

"Bye." Father Fan held up three sticks of incense and kicked her on the leg, "Show me some sincerity."

The father and daughter bowed several times.

This Qingtan Temple is very popular every day, with a lot of money collected from tickets and incense. The temple is repaired to be simple and bright, and it is even more crowded during holidays. Countless people come and go to pray. Pray for everything to go smoothly and pray for a perfect marriage.

"Marriage is made in heaven."

Fan Ci'en sneered and kowtowed again.

"Sincerity leads to success." The master closed his eyes in compassion. One of the father and daughter wore plain clothes, while the other wore a pile of gold ornaments under her clothes, which was not sincere.

"I am the Buddha of mercy." The Buddha does not care about people's offense. The Buddha is a human being, and a human being is a Buddha who is looking for himself. Namo Amitabha means: learn from the Buddha.

After the show, Fan Ci'en rushed home. There were guests at home.

The client was a 50-year-old middle-aged woman, and it was her third visit. She was recommended by Dr. Liu, who was also Dr. Liu’s teacher. After graduating from the public hospital, the teacher ran an independent consulting room for more than ten years.

"I still prescribed some insomnia medication. Her mind was clear, but she always felt that there were changes in her body. Just like the previous times, she felt that there were signs of differentiation in her body, such as increased body temperature, hormone secretion..." The doctor said: "But no, there was no reaction, she did not have secondary differentiation. The insomnia problem may be related to changes in certain areas of her brain, and these changes can affect her mood."

When I first visited her, Cui Jing's sleep quality was already quite poor.

The physical examination showed that Cui Jing was in very good health, except for a slight anemia. What is worth noting is that the brain CT scan showed that some areas of her brain had changed. A large amount of literature and data show that such changes are related to mental illness.

Very strange.

With such changes in her brain, she should have been even more out of control, but she wasn't. It's not like this has never happened before, it's just quite rare. Her sleep was the most affected, followed by the common problem of differentiation and anxiety.

"Doctor Liu asked me to tell you after seeing you," after explaining Cui Jing's condition, the doctor looked at Fan Ci'en with some caution, "Today is the day for your follow-up examination, remember to go on time."

Her apprentice told her that she saw a chance of improvement in one of the patients. However, when she met the patient in person, her eyes told her that compared to the woman inside, the Fan Ci'en in front of her was too fake.

It's hard for anyone to deceive her eyes.

Xitaihezhong psychiatric outpatient clinic.

Fan Ci'en sat opposite Dr. Liu again. As time went by, Dr. Liu looked extremely serious. At the teacher's suggestion, she changed to the C-flowering zone scale that the teacher had participated in compiling and testing. The result this time shocked her. During the conversation, she clearly realized her mistake last time. She was guided.

Fan Ci'en seemed to have lost control a long time ago.

"Can I make a call?"

Fan Ci'en's eyelids twitched, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth. "Yes, please."

A few minutes later, several people pushed open the door and pressed Fan Ci'en to the ground. She struggled violently. They broke the thin metal cabinet in Dr. Liu's office where documents were stored, broke Dr. Liu's water cup, scattered the measuring scales all over the floor, and the red and blue pens fell to the ground, leaving ink stains.

Fan Ci'en's face and hands were all covered in blue ink, and tranquilizers were injected into her muscles. During the examination, they unexpectedly found addictive drugs in her blood test that shouldn't have been there. Zhang Ye and Fan's father, who looked anxious and pale, rushed over.

After Fan Ci'en was taken away by Fan's father, Cui Jing was also taken away by Zhai Yang. Zhang Ye was really slow in his actions. In order to let Cui Jing "adapt" to life at home, Zhai Yang took her back to Xingfu Community to get some familiar things.

I was very careful throughout the whole process and didn't dare to be presumptuous, because I would die if I didn't do it.

Cui Jing did not mention Bu Hei. Zhai Yang was afraid of hitting Cui Jing's sore spot and dared not mention it. She gave Bu Hei to Jie Jin to raise because Fan Ci'en investigated cats very hard and did not hide it.

He was annoyed. If she knew about this, she would have to hire someone to steal the cat every now and then, and he would have to move every now and then. He actually had the bad idea to think of Li Jin.

Every time he saw Buhei, he always felt empty inside. Xie Jin assured him that he liked cats very much and had experience in raising cats, so he hesitated.

He went to see him several times and found that Buhei was doing well and was more lively when he was with Jie Jin than when he was with him.

But I didn't expect this.

He felt like he was being pricked by a needle. He had never been liked by cats since he was a child, even if they were not black, but he was not so opposed to them later. Sometimes when they were having fun with the cat teaser, they would jump into his arms.

He had a feeling that failing to mention the blacklist would be a consequence he could not afford.

So he just played dumb.

They moved some big items from Xingfu Community, such as the sofa in the living room. Small items were pajamas that they were used to wearing, and then they went back. His wedding was planned after the New Year. When Zhai Yang announced the news at the dinner table, the whole family was shocked, but Mr. Zhai did not react. He was a conservative "conservative" and hated new genders.

Cui Jing is Cui Jing, he is too lazy to care about her.

The old man said:

"What did the doctor say about her neurological symptoms? She can't sleep at night. Is it anxiety or depression? Maybe it will be hereditary. We should treat it with caution and ask more experts to take a look."

This time, Zhai's mother was unusually sharp.

She pointed at Zhai Yang and said, "He is breaking the law. How can you lock someone up at home in the name of recuperation?"

Father Zhai looked unnatural and whispered:

"It's not like they locked her up at home. They could deliver anything. They didn't cut off her phone line and prevent her from contacting her family and friends. They let her stay at home for her safety."

"Does it matter whether you have a mental illness or not? Does it matter whether it is hereditary? You are all mentally ill." Zhai's mother stood up and spoke very loudly. The mother who should have loved her son spoke in a harsh and cold tone, without a trace of love. She looked at her child with a needle in her eyes.

"You are sick too!"

"Why are you pointing at the child like that?" Father Zhai couldn't sit still and stood up: "Dad is still here, can you please stop talking? Why are you saying that to the child?"

Mr. Zhai is used to it.

Zhai Xia Xia was eating happily. Zhai Tianyu looked at Zhai Yang worriedly, as if he wanted to comfort him:

"Zhai Yang."

Zhai Yang put down his chopsticks and went to the kitchen to fetch Cui Jing's fruit plate after dinner. He passed by the restaurant and said:

"Eat slowly."

He went upstairs and opened the door.

Cui Jing sat by the window reading a book, opened a box labeled fragile items, took out some jewelry from it, and finally a purple jade. Her face was cold and calm, as stable as an ice-covered lake. The cold wind outside the window made the trees sway, and the glass window was fogged. He walked over slowly, bent down and hugged her, his hands were shaking, and he was unusually fragile.

"I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do anymore. Just get married."

"I'll give you whatever you want."

"Just get married... I don't need you to do anything, just stay by my side, as long as you stay by my side, I will cherish you. As long as you are by my side... don't leave, don't leave, okay?"

The two hearts were touching, Cui Jing's heart was beating steadily. She spoke in a crisp and cold voice, just like she was rejecting someone else's courtship:

"Even if I don't love you."

"Yes."

"I'm going to read a book later." Cui Jing pushed him away and applied hand cream, then put the gorgeous jade bracelet on her wrist. "The doctor advised me to keep calm."

Zhai Yang felt that she was in a better mood. "Are these the bracelets you wore before? They are very beautiful. Why don't you bring them back when you go home? You won't have to worry about losing them if you pack them together with these things."

"is it beautiful?"

"pretty."

Her smile is beautiful, like brilliant fireworks, fleeting.