When Lan Yu heard a man and a woman in the room, talking in a whisper, he realized that he was still in the ward. She greedily inhaled the oxygen from her nostrils, and then pushed her lungs even harder, filling her chest with fresh air, trying to expel the turbidity from it completely, feeling the fresh oxygen that could be delivered to every toe and every finger. Lan Yu felt much better now.

The woman's voice was Lan Yu's instructor, saying:

"Teacher, you agree to assign her the task this time."

The man who replied was Uncle Ji:

"No, wait."

"Teacher, now there are too few workers like Lan Yu who are not only smart and clever, but also loyal and resolute in times of danger, she has matured and can be released."

"It is precisely because her level is above that most people that we have to cherish and protect it more." Uncle Ji is determined.

The instructor was really helpless, so he kept muttering:

"It's her only position, and others can't replace it, because she can't be in place, many cases can only stay in suspense."

Uncle Ji got angry and asked sharply:

"Didn't I give you a quota for recruitment? Won't you be admitted with a single ability, do you have to wait for Blue Feather to go up? ”

The instructor's voice was almost mournful, facing the stern teacher. She didn't dare to talk back, only to hear her cry of bitterness again and again:

"Hey, you are high, don't you know that people who are proficient in the four Chinese languages now are really like looking for a needle in a haystack, especially those who are proficient in K Chinese dialect, even less." Not only that, but what was even more infuriating was that "the instructor looked at her teacher's face and didn't dare to say it."

Uncle Ji couldn't wait to ask:

"What's more infuriating? Say it, don't sell it! ”

"Nowadays, most young people are busy pursuing fame, muheng, and money, and such people are talented, and they are determined to abandon this kind of dedication."

When Uncle Ji heard this, he was quite angry and paced around the room. At this time, Lan Yu felt that her Uncle Ji was so pitiful.

The doctor walked in, and the attending doctor took the initiative to go up and shake Uncle Ji's hand, and said:

"Teacher, are you two here?"

"Well, Doctor Liu, let's not talk about polite words, let's talk about Lan Yu's condition?"

"The dissatisfied teacher said that all kinds of inspections are good, the problem is"

"What's the problem?" Uncle Ji was in a hurry.

"Teacher, don't worry." The attending doctor pulled Uncle Ji back to the sofa and sat down, and said:

"When she was first brought in, she couldn't sleep for two days, and on the third day she started to fall asleep, and it turned out that it had been a week and she hadn't really woken up. But judging from the numbers recorded by the radio waves, it seems that he has been in a half-asleep state. ”

Uncle Ji was even more anxious and asked:

"You haven't told me what the problem is!"

"Oh, yes, in the first two days, she was diagnosed with Psychogenic Selective Amnesia. But there is no way to consult yet. Therefore, if you want to make a final diagnosis, it will depend on the results of the examination when she wakes up again. ”

"What? "Psychogenic Selective Amnesia"? ”

The doctor said that she had psychogenic selective amnesia, and that Lan Yu did have amnesia.

In fact, this is not forgetting in the strict sense of the word, but a subconscious psychological motivation, that is, it occurs in order to avoid unpleasant problems. The reason is that after a sudden painful blow to the body and mind or a physical injury, it is limited to having no memory of important things, but the memory of general information is complete, and after a period of time, it is possible to recover the memory.

Lan Yu's amnesia of personal identity, manifested in the conscious self temporarily disappeared, feeling very strange and unreal, often feeling like a robot, in a dream, or, visually feeling that he has left his body, and can always see a person named Lan Yu, both familiar and unfamiliar. She faced the various parts of the dissociation due to the pressure, which made her thoughts, memories, and actions excluded from her consciousness, and this feeling made Lan Yu very uncomfortable, because she knew that these were not true.

Therefore, when he was awake intermittently, Lan Yu didn't have the confidence to believe that he could be healed, and it seemed hopeless to get back to the things he had to do or the goals he had to fight for.

The doctor believes that the above clinical manifestations prove that her melancholy manifestations such as not being active and sober, lazy thinking, and less speech have produced potential curing risks, so she desperately needs to cooperate with psychotherapy with familiar relatives, colleagues, lovers, etc.

Hearing this, Uncle Ji walked to Lan Yu's bedside, and couldn't help but pick up her little hand that was hanging weakly on the side of the bed, and saw that there was still some dirt in his nails, which was the trace of Lan Yu's struggle in the ruins these days, and he motioned for the female instructor to come over.

The female instructor came over and understood, and quickly took out the nail clippers on the keychain from her coat pocket, and was about to start cutting Lan Yu's nails, only to see Uncle Ji take the nail clippers from the female instructor's hand and begin to carefully cut Lan Yu's nails.

Uncle Ji's eyes were moist, and he secretly said in his heart:

"Girl, you'll be fine. I know you shouldn't be allowed to enter the industry, but Uncle also wants you to fulfill your wishes."

Lan Yu was so warm and considerate and touched by all the familiar and strange people that were happening in front of her, and her tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.

When the female instructor saw it, although she was very quiet, she could see her inner joy that she couldn't hide, and said:

"Teacher, look, she's in tears!"

"Ah, yes! I saw it too! ”

After Uncle Ji cut Lan Yu's nails, the female instructor prepared a hot towel, wiped Lan Yu's cold hands clean, and then covered it with a hot towel to warm it up.

The female instructor kept talking about what happened that day, and told Uncle Ji:

"That day, Wang Yan was suddenly caught in a trap, if it weren't for Lan Yu being trapped there, our two excellent workers would have almost been killed. Teacher, you said that Lan Yu is like an angel who always appears at critical moments, and is passive to active. It's like a god sent, hehehe. ”

Uncle Ji was happy when he heard it:

"Hehehe, you're still a party member and cadre."

"Teacher, this has nothing to do with my firm beliefs, that is, let's talk about it."

"Yes." Uncle Ji also had to sigh.

Lan Yu stayed in the small space in the garbage heap for more than two days, presumably poisoned by the miasma emitted from the garbage heap. To a certain extent, it is necessary to wait for all organs to restore normal internal circulation before it can be fully recovered.

Uncle Ji and the instructor also discussed that according to Lan Yu's escape skills, she should have a chance to escape during this period. It must have been her likes and dislikes that drove her to keep ambushing and watching, waiting and looking for opportunities for action.

Finally, the female instructor said:

"Teacher, I really can't bear to refuse her request for instructions again."

"You can't bear it, then it's up to me to talk about it this time! That's all right?! ”

But this is just the good wish of Uncle Ji and the female instructor. When Lan Yu woke up, he didn't know what the situation would be.

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