Chu Feiyang pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, put away his usual playful smile, and looked serious. "When a person is extremely nervous or in a state of extreme mental breakdown, it will cause nerve breakdown, which is what we often call nerves."
Pain. This kind of neuralgia will cause the patient to have some kind of psychological suggestion. As long as the patient thinks where it hurts, she will feel pain in that part. It is caused by mental pressure, not real pain. Therefore, Ruoxi disease is
Mentally, I can't solve it. What she needs now is not the best medicine and the best gastroenterologist, but a psychological counselor."
Mu Shiqin frowned, the veins on his forehead popped out. His blue pupils were filled with scarlet bloodshot eyes.
Chu Feiyang raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully, "Maybe you also need a psychological counselor."
I had no intention of listening anymore. I pulled out the injured infusion device. I wanted to get out of bed, but I felt dizzy and fell from my bed.
My head hit the edge of the bedside table, which was extremely painful.
Mu Shiqin heard the sound, opened the door and walked in. He hurriedly carried me back.
"Don't move around, just lie down."
When I looked at Mu Shiqin, I discovered that his face was unconceivably tired, his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshot eyes, and his resolute profile showed some vicissitudes of life. He had long been exhausted mentally and physically for my sake.
"I'm sorry..." I held his hand, my heart full of distress, "I'm sorry..."
Maybe I am too willful and always wear out the people around me.
Mu Shiqin was startled, smiled slightly, and touched my pale face, "Ruoxi, you know, these three words are not what I want!"
I smiled bitterly. Yes. Why did he, Mu Shiqin, like my apology?
I bit my lip and said in a dry voice, "I love you...thank you."
Shiqin, thank you very much.
Looking back, I realized that I was the most willful person in the whole story.
All of you are bearing with me as I become exhausted.
I have been mourning those who were hurt by me, but I have inadvertently hurt more people.
Is it my compassion that hurts you, or my stubbornness that hurts you?
I don't know. I only know that I can't stop.
Repeatedly doing things that indirectly hurt others.
Even though I have realized how terrible this is, but, forgive me, I still can't stop...
"Shiqin..." I called him, "am I sick?"
Mu Shiqin was startled, and the hand he held on to me trembled visibly.
He touched my head lovingly, "It doesn't matter, I will cure you."
I smiled bitterly. "It's me... you will cure me. It's just a matter of time. Yes."
We smile and say that we are staying at the same place in time, but in fact, we have been silently swept away by the torrent.
My dear, in fact, we are no longer what we used to be.
Everyone knows that only we are deceiving each other and ourselves.
Maybe, this is also a disease.
"What is love? Two souls, one body; what is friendship? Two bodies, one soul." We really don't understand love when we are young. Some people try their best to keep love and love for the sake of love; some people reject love and do it for their career.
Give up love. Throughout the ages, how many people have lived and died for love.
Mu Shiqin made an appointment with a very authoritative psychological counselor at home and abroad.
But in my opinion, it's nothing more than that.
When we arrived at Tan Consulting Office, Mu Shiqin took my hand and went upstairs.
When I saw Tan Yuming, I was slightly startled.
I never thought that such a famous psychiatrist could be so young.