Qiao Liang said: "Mom, Dad, if there is anything else, just tell me."
Zhang Mei's mother tried her best: "Liang Zi, your father and I want you to take us to see plums. Do you think it's appropriate?"
Qiao Liang hesitated for a moment, saw Zhang Mei's parents looking at him eagerly, and then nodded: "Okay, let's go right now."
Qiao Liang immediately called a ride and took Zhang Mei's parents straight to the mental hospital.
The mental hospital is in the suburbs and we arrived after an hour.
At the mental hospital, Qiao Liang took Zhang Mei's parents into the special care ward. The environment here is elegant, and the accommodation and nursing conditions are the best in the hospital. Zhang Mei lives in a single room by herself, and the configuration of the single room is close to the standard of a star hotel.
This was specially arranged by Qiao Liang with the dean. Because of Qiao Liang's identity, the dean naturally responded to all requests.
Zhang Mei was currently wearing a loose hospital gown, sitting quietly on a chair in the room, facing the window and basking in the sun.
At this time, Zhang Mei's hair was neatly combed and her face was still pretty, but her eyes were dull and she looked out the window expressionlessly.
As soon as they saw Zhang Mei, Zhang Mei's parents burst into tears. Her mother went over and squatted in front of Zhang Mei, looked at her with wide eyes, and shook her shoulders: "Meizi, I'm mom, I'm here with dad and Liang Zi."
It’s up to you…”
Zhang Mei looked at her mother dully, with no luster in her eyes, as if she was a complete stranger in front of her.
Seeing Zhang Mei like this, her mother became even more sad, and her father burst into tears. Qiao Liang looked on beside her and felt sad.
At this time, the nursing staff came over and whispered: "Auntie, uncle, what the patient is most afraid of now is stimulation. Don't get too excited."
These words reminded Qiao Liang, who hurriedly helped Zhang Mei's mother and asked the nursing staff to take her and her father outside to calm down.
After Zhang Mei's parents went out, Zhang Mei squatted in front of Zhang Mei and carefully looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, feeling extremely sad in her heart.
"Zhang Mei, I'm Qiao Liang, do you still know me?" Qiao Liang said softly.
Zhang Mei stared at Qiao Liang for a long time, then shook her head.
"You don't know me, but I know you. We were husband and wife. Later, due to some reasons, we divorced." Qiao Liang continued softly, "Although we are divorced, your parents regard me as their son. I
I have recognized them as my godfather and godmother, and I will take good care of and honor them. You can rest well here and don’t worry about your parents’ health.”
Zhang Mei looked at Qiao Liang blankly, and suddenly said: "Who are you?"
Seeing Zhang Mei like this, Qiao Liang knew that it would be useless to say anything else. Her spirit had suffered too much, and many things in the past had long been forgotten.
At this time, Zhang Mei's parents came in again. They looked calmer now, but their eyes were red and swollen.
"Dad, Mom, please stay with Zhang Mei for a while." Qiao Liang stood up.
Zhang Mei's parents nodded, carefully sat on the sofa next to her, and looked at Zhang Mei sadly.
Qiao Liang knew that as a parent, seeing his child like this, the pain in his heart was difficult to express in words.
Qiao Liang left the room, closed the door gently, and looked at the nursing staff: "Is your director here?"
"Yes, he is on duty today, I will take you to his office." The nursing staff treated Qiao Liang with great respect. She knew who Qiao Liang was, and also knew that the dean and director took good care of Zhang Mei.
"No, I'll go there myself." Qiao Liang then went to the director's duty room. When the director saw Qiao Liang coming, he shook hands warmly and greeted her.
Qiao Liang knew that the director was a senior expert in the hospital, so he asked about Zhang Mei's situation.
The director opened the medical record and said: "Chief Qiao, Zhang Mei's situation is quite special. She has no family history of mental illness, and she has never had mental disorders before. This time she encountered a very strong external stimulus, which caused her brain to collapse.
I have encountered this kind of patient before, and I have also been exposed to some similar cases in China..."
"Can this situation be cured?" Qiao Liang asked.
"There is hope for a cure, but it requires a relatively long process. In addition to drug treatment, it must also be supplemented by psychological treatment. Based on Zhang Mei's situation and the instructions of the dean, I personally presided over the formulation of a complete treatment plan."
As for the treatment plan, we are currently proceeding step by step according to the plan."
Qiao Liang hurriedly expressed his thanks: "Director, I let you worry."
The director smiled: "Chief Qiao, you don't have to be polite. We will definitely do our best. Of course, this also requires the cooperation of relatives."
"How to cooperate?"
"For now, it is necessary to minimize Zhang Mei's exposure to any stimulation from the outside world. In other words, she now needs a quiet treatment environment and try to avoid outsiders disturbing her. Even if relatives come to visit, do not express emotions in front of her.
When you are excited, don't say anything in front of her that can easily irritate her."
Qiao Liang nodded.
The director continued: "Two days ago, Director Yuan and Director Su, the leaders of Zhang Mei's unit, came to visit her. Considering Zhang Mei's current situation, I did not agree to let them face Zhang Mei. I just looked outside the door."
Qiao Liang was stunned. It turned out that Yuan Lizhi had brought Su Yan to see Zhang Mei, but they didn't say hello to him.
But thinking about it, it makes sense for them to come to visit. After all, Zhang Mei is a middle-level cadre of the Radio, Film and Television Bureau. As the director, Yuan Lizhi should come.
It seems understandable that Yuan Lizhi came to see Zhang Mei and did not say hello to him. After all, the news of Zhang Mei's divorce from him had been made public. Yuan Lizhi would feel that greeting him would embarrass everyone.
The director continued: "I can dissuade Director Yuan from visiting Zhang Mei, but I cannot and dare not stop a big leader like Minister Chu."
Qiao Liang's body was shocked: "What? Minister Chu is here?"
"Yes." The director nodded, "Minister Chu came here yesterday morning. He came by himself without anyone accompanying him. He sat alone in the room for about ten minutes and then left."
"What did Minister Chu say to Zhang Mei when he came here?" Qiao Liang asked.
The director shook his head: "Minister Chu refused to let others in, saying that Zhang Mei was his old subordinate and he was here to visit his subordinates as an old leader. After Minister Chu went in, I was not at ease and worried that Zhang Mei would be stimulated.
Just outside the door and watching through the window.
I saw Minister Chu sitting opposite Zhang Mei, saying something calmly. Zhang Mei remained expressionless and showed no reaction, occasionally shaking her head. Minister Chu sat there for a long time, and seeing that Zhang Mei remained silent, he got up and left. Before leaving.
Before that, Minister Chu told me to take good care of Zhang Mei."
Qiao Liang nodded. At this time, he realized that Chu Heng came here to see Zhang Mei. He was definitely not concerned about Zhang Mei's condition. He must have another purpose. He talked to Zhang Mei alone, maybe to test Zhang Mei's feelings about the past.
How much do you remember and whether it poses any threat to him.
He should feel relieved after seeing Zhang Mei's current situation.
Qiao Liang also knew that he did not want others to know about Chu Heng's visit to Zhang Mei, including himself.
This shameless bastard! Qiao Liang was furious in his heart. He tried to suppress it in front of the director and tried to keep his composure.
After watching Zhang Mei, Qiao Liang sent Zhang Mei's parents home, and then went to the river alone.
At this time, Qiao Liang was in a very depressed mood. He sat on a cold stone bench by the river, lit a cigarette and smoked silently, staring blankly at the people playing in groups of three or three on the frozen river.
In this bleak winter day, Qiao Liang felt chills all over his body, and the coldness penetrated into his bones.
