Chapter 84 You don’t do anything that has anything to do with people.
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Chapter 84 You don’t do anything that has anything to do with people.
The weather in November is slightly cool.
Yan Jiu looked at the ground not far away, and there seemed to be something terrible there.
Her eyes lit up.
As we all know.
The hospital at night is a bit scary place.
As a descendant of Eastern blood.
Yan Jiu understands the principle of "everything comes and comes".
She decided to finish asking Mr. Liu.
Just start the live broadcast of Weird Talk.
I just came up with this idea.
Li Xiaoli decisively stayed away from Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu was carrying the fruit basket, and her free hand did not forget to wave to comfort Li Xiaoli: "Don't worry, I will make an agreement with the hospital to visit the morgue at night to give the deceased enough respect."
Li Xiaoli: "..." Is this a question of respect? You don't do anything that has anything to do with others! When others come to the hospital to see a doctor or visit a patient, you'd better just play with your heartbeat!
She recalled that her room was visited by desperadoes, and she always felt that her life was not guaranteed if she stayed with Yan Jiu.
now.
Li Xiaoli really wanted to find someone to knock her off the list.
It’s too dangerous to be Yan Jiu’s number one!
She is unwilling to accept this kind of "heartbeat" challenge!
Yan Jiu didn't know what Li Xiaoli was thinking.
She walked straight to the cardiovascular department.
Along the way.
The system panel keeps popping up like an advertising window and cannot be closed.
Yan Jiu supported the wall slightly tiredly.
System: [This kid on the panel has never seen the big world, and he gets excited when he sees customers. For my sake, let’s be considerate to our elders?]
Yan Jiu couldn't forgive him.
If you encounter people whose mortality rate is less than 10%, the system panel will not display their information.
For 11%-79% of potential customers, the system panel will pop up based on the customer's speed.
Instead of showing their presence every time they met someone wearing a hospital gown, Yan Jiu could only close her eyes and not see the reminder on the panel.
Li Xiaoli walked at the front: "Sister Jiujiu, not far ahead is my grandpa's ward..."
The words have not yet fallen.
There was a sudden noise in the corridor of the ward.
Covering Li Xiaoli's final sound.
"Your grandma is in hospital, can I take care of her by myself? You are asked to deliver a meal, but you still pretend to be sick?"
An aunt dragged a female high school student in school uniform and scolded her.
The female high school student lowered her head and said nothing. Her short hair could not hide the numbness and silence on her face.
"Is depression a disease? What can't you think about about re-examination and taking medicine? You are studying the most now. You don't know how to feel sorry for me even when you are so old. You are just looking for trouble for me!"
As the aunt's voice got louder and louder.
The nurses at the nurse's desk walked over quickly.
They all advised not to make any noise.
People around her were also trying to persuade the aunt not to disturb the children.
But the aunt turned a deaf ear.
She saw that her daughter did not resist.
It seems that I have found a sense of satisfaction and superiority.
The accusations became more and more severe.
In front of everyone.
Vent all your emotions on your child.
At this time.
Li Xiaoli walked back to Yan Jiu, leaning against the wall.
She shook her head and sighed.
"In a family like this, this child...eh."
Yan Jiu said nothing.
in her eyes.
The life of a high school girl is counting down.
System panel: [Ding!
Test object: high school girl,
Remarks: Precise customers,
Mortality rate: 100%,
Time of death: after jumping off the building for the first time.
The host is advised to pay attention immediately!]
System: [She suffered from depression. Did she choose to commit suicide because she couldn't bear it? 】
Yan Jiu still made no move.
She remembered her past life.
Yan Jiu has known that she has affective disorder since she was a child, and she thought that the disease would not affect her life.
Until one time.
The school organized all the teachers and students to watch a touching movie and asked for 500 words of reflections after watching it.
She was unable to empathize and was criticized by the teacher throughout the school for her writing that looked like boiled water.
The little Yan Jiu once became a "popular person" on campus.
But under the guidance of her master, little Yan Jiu will not be at a loss or feel aggrieved.
She just doesn't understand.
What is there to educate her about?
She no longer has the ability to empathize, what's wrong?
She just wrote boiled water, what's wrong?
Criticism is criticism.
As for the whole school criticism?
This will lead to some time later.
Her classmates said that she had no emotions, and that she was not normal at all because she loved, hated, angered and was crazy.
Most of the children used childlike words towards her, pointed at her, and said that she was a monster and that she should hide in bed and cry.
The little Yan Jiu thought deeply.
It's obviously not her fault.
It's not that she's weak.
Why was she the one crying bitterly?
then.
She sued her teacher and classmates.
After seeing others "crying" with regret for the first time, little Yan Jiu became stronger and stronger.
With Master’s encouragement and support.
Yan Jiu gradually formed her current character.
She understands love and understands the principle of life that "except for birth, old age, illness and death, everything else is just a cloud."
What a pity.
The high school girl in front of me cannot escape from the troubles of mental illness without a good mentor.
The girl's mother tore the psychiatric diagnosis certificate in her child's hand into pieces in public.
The fragments of the diagnosis certificate fell on the girl's head, but the force was so light that she completely woke up.
The girl reached out to catch the fragments.
She squatted down.
Try to piece together a complete list.
Her mother is still blaming.
"You lose money! I think you are being hypocritical! Why did you pick it up? Why don't you just follow me home? You have to embarrass our whole family to be satisfied, right?"
The girl suddenly paused.
She raised her head to look at her mother, looking at her mother's chattering mouth.
The girl's body is filled with depression and unhappiness.
There were dark blue spots under her eyes.
It's like I haven't had enough sleep in a long time.
She just watched quietly.
Watching the girl's eyes gradually lose light.
Yan Jiu suddenly said: "Don't worry about it, just hold on and you will come out."
The girl looked at Yan Jiu.
Living in a cold world, she is stuck in the quagmire of despair, whether people are warm or not.
She is really tired.
Being pointed at in public like a clown.
But she couldn't squeeze out the clown's smiling mask.
The words of others cannot influence her, but it is her biological mother who is blaming her.
now.
There were a lot of emotions in the girl's eyes.
She looked deeply at Yan Jiu.
It's like she's saying that someone finally understands her.
What a pity.
It's too late.
It's too late.
The girl's lips moved.
In the end, nothing was said.
She stood up slowly.
Standing in the long corridor, all the noise around her seemed to have turned into a movie at this moment, playing itself, and she was outside the movie.
The girl walked around the crowd to a wide area, away from the hustle and bustle that caused her pain.
She came to the end of the corridor.
Look up.
The dazzling red cross in the hospital resembles a red dove, with cold metal forming its skeleton and bony wings.
It looked down at the crowd in the hospital indifferently.
What a bright red color.
Nor can it warm people's hearts.
The girl crossed the height of the 11th floor.
She was like a drowning person who was about to die, breaking the boundary between life and death, and seized the opportunity to escape from the water.
Accompanied by everyone's exclamations and screams.
The girl was like a begonia flower growing downwards. She jumped decisively in search of new life.
Li Xiaoli covered her mouth so hard that she hid behind Yan Jiu, not daring to follow the others and chase him.
Yan Jiu suppressed the emotion in her eyes.
Look up again.
Still the same Yan Jiu who rarely loses her composure.
At this time.
The sound of crying came from far and near.
The aunt grabbed Yan Jiu's arm and refused to let her go.
"It was you, it was you who harmed my daughter. If you hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have thought about it at all!"
"You can't leave!"
"Everyone, come and catch the murderer!"
"You pay for my daughter's life, pay for my daughter's life!"
Yan Jiu's ghostly gaze traced from the hand tightly tugging on her sleeve to the ugly face of the owner of the hand.
Auntie's idea is very simple.
I feel that my daughter's death is a fact.
She didn't regard the girl as her daughter and wanted to make use of it, and just wanted to maximize the benefits of the girl's death.
