Gently put it into the small pocket on her chest and carried it, the little paper figure carried almost all the warmth of most of her life.

That's the warmth she got from others, but not warm, but real.

It is no longer the temperature of appearance.

Qin also finished writing his diary and put it on the head of the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, there was another rosemary at the head of the bed, and there was a red balloon on the hand of the little macabaka at the stem of the flower.

Qin Ye had just woken up, his mind was still a little confused, and he looked at the red balloon in a daze, and after a long pause, Fu Lingzhi looked at the handle at the door, and there was an identical red balloon tied to it.

The mood of the day has inexplicably improved.

The balloon was like a lamp that lit up the whole room, and also illuminated the gloom in her heart.

The head nurse who was doing the ward rounds in the morning saw that she was in a surprisingly good mood, and was a little surprised when she was happy, "Why are you so happy today?" ”

Qin Ye pursed his lips and smiled, "Makabaka has a balloon." ”

Head nurse, "........." stay in the hospital for observation, see that you have to stay for a while.

If Qin also knew what the head nurse was thinking, he would probably have to turn himself into a mute...

When the head nurse was about to leave, Qin also stopped her, "Is there a new batch of doctors in the hospital?" ”

"yes, but not a few." The head nurse was writing something on a piece of paper while standing at the door and talking to Qin Ye.

"Where are they from?" Qin also asked.

The head nurse thought for a moment, "Hmm...... There are people everywhere, and there are people who have come back from abroad. ”

Qin also had a little expectation in her heart inexplicably, and she began to have some unrealistic expectations in her heart, "Which country?" ”

After the head nurse finished writing the list, she pinned the pen in her pocket, "It looks like Sweden is back..."

Qin Ye was also disappointed and wanted to hit the willow flowers with the wilted ones, and drooped his head and let out an absent-minded "oh".

The mood fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and I didn't have the heart to see who the people in the propaganda board were.

The head nurse didn't know why she didn't speak, but she still continued to make rounds, closed the door, and muttered when she went out, "Is Zurich Swiss or Swedish?" ”

She scratched her head, didn't think about it anymore and went to check the room like clockwork, leaving Qin Ye's matter behind.

Recently, a group of students who graduated from the psychiatric department of the hospital, several graduate students and several doctoral students, who are of the same age, often get together to play together when they are fine.

The tallest person in the group of people, when there is no patient, always sits quietly on the side and doesn't know what he is thinking, or he is holding a pen and writing something, and when he is done, he puts it away in an envelope.

Or he likes to prune the pot of flowers on the table, so he should like flowers, but he always grows and cuts one by one.

At night, when it was not his turn to be on the night shift, he could see him, and he walked towards the inpatient department happily, as if it was beautiful.

I feel that the serious machine-like people who don't like to talk on weekdays have a little more human touch all over their bodies.

It doesn't look like going to see a patient, it's like going on a date.

The director of the department received the reaction of the group of people and began to observe him intentionally or unintentionally, but his head was like an eye on the back of his head, and he could always find the director, and when he looked at him, he suddenly turned his head and caught him off guard, and looked directly at him.

The director thinks that he is a middle-aged man with a successful career even if he is old, and he stares at other people's young people every day, and he is a little perverted.

Later, it was up to him to go, and the child was a kind person, good-looking and talented, maybe people just wanted to enrich their experience.

If a person has not committed any crime, this matter can be regarded as a turning page.

However, as a professional doctor, his keen intuition still made him feel that something was wrong, for example, this young man liked sharp objects, and when he used a pencil, the pencil sharpener was placed on the table next to him, and he had to sharpen it with a paper scraper, and he always liked to hold the sharp part of the pencil and touch it over and over, sometimes prick it a few times on his hand.

Another time, this inch was stung by insects, on the inside of the wrist, and other young people in the office were also bitten, most of them were drugged.

Only he didn't take the medicine, and when he was in the bathroom, the director accidentally saw the bite place, the blood from the hand, dozens of scabbed wounds on a large piece of red skin, and he felt his scalp numb at a glance.

Could this be self-harm?

The old director's heart was very entangled, and he was entangled for a week, and he saw that the few remaining hairs on the top of his head were also about to leave him.

So the director struggled extremely in his heart, took out his private money and called Cuntou for a meal.

As soon as he opened his mouth at the dinner table, it was like the secretary of the village party committee in the countryside speaking with a loudspeaker, "Ah...... This one...... Xiao Wang, how are you doing at home lately? ”

Wang Zhili rolled up her sleeves and poured a glass of water for the director and herself, "The family is fine." My brother is getting married, and my sister is about to have a baby. ”

The director breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that there should be no big problem with family health, "When will your brother get married, tell my colleagues in the department that let's go and have fun and see the bride." ”

Wang Zhili put the cup of poured water in front of the director, sat down and pulled his clothes, "There is no bride, he is married to a man." ”

The director drank a sip of water to his throat and almost didn't squirt out, but fortunately, the adaptability to the mentally ill accumulated over the years made him suppress this mouthful, and he coughed, "Ahem...... Gay... Blessing... Haha..."

Wang Zhili didn't quite understand the director's intention to let him go out to eat alone with him, thinking that he just felt that he was quite talented and wanted to be close to him, but now it doesn't seem to be the case...

He has been with Li Yi and Hu Pan for a long time during this time, and the people he comes into contact with are all relatively normal in emotional intelligence, and some things he didn't understand before have also been clarified a lot.

He smiled confidently, and glanced at the top of the director's head, which was as shiny as a polished eggshell, and the few hairs blown up by the open window, and the wrinkles on his face that had been ravaged by the years.

"The director's family is very strict, right?" Wang Zhili drank a sip of water, as if he said casually.

The director was stunned for a moment, "It's okay." ”

"Nowadays, most people use mobile phones to pay when they go out, and you just used paper money, and there are obvious wall ash creases on the inside of the banknote, which means that you have stolen this money and have been saving for a long time." Wang Zhili put down the cup, pushed down the glasses, the black hole hole hole eyes penetrated the thick glasses of the director's highly myopic glasses, stared at the cloudy eyes and said, "You have reached menopause at this age, the daughter-in-law was originally strict, but now she should be more strict." ”

The director looked at him left and right, and reluctantly found a place for himself, "Our family... I say it. ”

"Really?" Wang Zhili stretched out his hand to straighten the collar of the director's shirt and sighed, "It's all hairy here." ”

The director was dying, "Actually, I don't want to buy it." ”

Wang Zhili raised his eyelids and looked at the director with a flat expression, "...... Oh..."

Director, "My wife asked me to buy it, I don't want to buy it..."

“…… Oh..."Wang Zhili paused, and said before the director put his job on his head, "When you were a child, your family had a strong desire to control you. ”

The director was stunned for a moment and stammered, "You... You... How do you know? ”

Wang Zhili nodded with a chattering god, "The control of your original family over you made you want to escape at first, and finally let you adapt to it, and then you can't do it later." He looked at the director's big folds that could kill flies for a while, and put on a posture of "intimate sister" and said, "Do you want to talk to me?" ”

Three minutes later, the director leaned on Wang Zhili's shoulder and cried bitterly, "My mother manages me very strictly, she gets up at five o'clock in the morning and goes to bed at half past eleven in the evening, and only gives five cents a day for pocket money, and other children are two yuan, and she still thinks I'm a waste every day, woo woo woo woo ......"

Wang Zhili was a little disgusted, took the hand with disposable gloves and carefully arranged the few strands of hair on his head and patted his head, "It's really not very good to be a department director when you're about to retire." ”

The director cried even more sadly, "When I was a child, they always wanted me to be what they imagined, but I couldn't." ”

"Parents in China generally have intrusive parenting towards children, forcing children to meet their own expectations. High expectations and your low IQ create a gap between ideals and reality, forcing you to feel guilty and submit to the control of others. Wang Zhili said and handed a piece of paper to the director and asked him to wipe his nose, "So now you are afraid of your daughter-in-law at home, and you are afraid of your mother when you go back to your parents' house." ”

The director was crying more and more sad when Wang Zhili said, and the more he listened, the more sad he became, and he began to cry for his lost years and years, and the more he cried, the more sad he became.

Before the afternoon work point arrived, Wang Zhili withdrew in time and interrupted the director of Pear Blossom with Rain, who was crying on the side, "If you are not very sad, you can go for an MRI examination with me, and you can also do a cerebral effusion examination by the way, let me see." ”

The director's not very good-looking face was swollen and wrinkled crying, and the ugly ones were a little scary, so he came over pitifully and pulled Wang Zhili's white coat and sobbed him, "I'll go with you." ”

So that afternoon, Jesus, Hu Pan and Li Bi were on their way to see Qin Ye when they saw Wang Yili holding a middle-aged man with a bloated and short body and hairless head with a little resistance.

The man was still leaning on his shoulder crookedly, sobbing softly as he leaned back.

Hu Pan couldn't stand this picture a little, and forcibly suppressed his stomach that was about to gag.

After a long time, his face was a little hideous, and he looked at Jesus, "Your brother likes to listen to a wide range of people...... Okay this mouthful? ”

Jesus struggled, "That should be a patient......

Li Bi, "...... That's my dad..."

Hu Pan, ".........!!? ”

Jesus，“………”