"Huh? Bai Ran, why are you here? As soon as Li Yifan pushed the door in, he saw Bai Ran walking out from the inside, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"You're the one who saved him?" Bai Ran looked at Li Yifan and explained with a smile: "I am Jiajun's psychiatrist, and he came over to give a few words when he was discharged from the hospital today. ”

"Oh, that's right." Li Yifan didn't ask any more, he remembered Gao Xiaohong when he saw Bai Ran now, so he didn't want to talk to Bai Ran more, and walked inside with the fruit basket.

"Doctor Bai is so coincidental, how do you feel that all the mentally ill teenagers in our city are your patients." Jiang Dong looked at Bai Ran and said something in his words.

"Haha, except for children with congenital psychological defects, there are not many families who can realize their children's mental illness and are willing to receive treatment. Bai Ran didn't want to continue to entangle with Jiang Dong, but used the afterglow of his eyes to look at Zhao Xin'er who had been standing next to Li Yifan vigilantly.

"Yifan, if you have time in the afternoon, let's go to the hospital." Bai Ran walked next to Li Yifan, said a gentle word to him, and after getting Li Yifan's nod of agreement, he turned around and left, and deliberately touched Zhao Xin'er with his arm before turning around.

"Oh, young man, we all listened to Mr. Han, thank you, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would never see our family again." Shen Jiajun's mother looked at her son who was painting seriously with pity, and her elderly face showed a look of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay, whoever encounters it will find a way to come to the rescue, and I didn't save him alone, thanks to this friend of mine and the security guard who went there with me at the time." It was the first time for Li Yifan to be thanked like this, and he said embarrassedly.

After chatting a few words, Li Yifan cautiously walked to the boy's side, wanting to see what the boy was drawing, knowing the boy's condition, Li Yifan did not get very close, and stood far away looking at the painting on the boy's paper.

The boy lowered his head, the crayon in his hand moved back and forth, the content of the paper was very dark, and he could clearly feel that he was drawing an underpass, the road was very long, and there were white sculptures on the walls, and a man hid in front of the sculptures, looking at the two white shadows that were erratic in front of him.

"It's!" Li Yifan was shocked, isn't this the scene he saw in the villa two days ago, how could it appear in Shen Jiajun's painting, how would he know there? At this moment, the doubts that had been in my heart all came to my heart again.

"Li Yifan, what are you looking at?" Han Shuo, who didn't know what was going on, strode forward, wanting to get closer to see what Shen Jiajun was painting, but who knew that his move was too sudden, and before Shen Jiajun's parents could stop it, he had already strode over, which scared Shen Jiajun.

"Ahh......h

"Jiajun, mom is here, mom is here, my brother just wants to see the painting you painted, it's okay, it's okay......" Shen Jiajun's mother stepped forward and hurriedly hugged her son, patiently comforting.

"I'm sorry, but my son is timid and has avoidant personality disorder...... I don't dare to contact strangers...... "Jiajun's father's implication is that you are suddenly too close to scare your son.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I suddenly passed ......over without asking" Han Shuo said embarrassedly, looking at Jiang Dong, Li Yifan and Zhao Xin'er all looking at him with disgust, he was even more embarrassed, so he could only quickly withdraw from Laoyuan, standing at the door of the ward, not daring to step forward.

Li Yifan will pick up the painting that was stained by the overturned crayons, and look carefully, the picture is just an early spring picture outside the window of the ward, where there is any sculpture or white shadow, he is dazzled, and he can't help but wonder, since he completely cut off the medicine prescribed by Bai Ran, and only took T-30, the paranoia is getting more and more serious.

Before seeing the process of death, he could already just take some regulating drugs and receive regular psychological counseling from Bai Ran, but now this delusion will always appear from time to time, or it is related to the things in his previous dreams.

"How long has your child been treated by Dr. Bai?" Jiang Dong kept a safe distance from Jiajun, sat next to Shen Jiajun's father, and asked softly.

"When I was a child, I found out late, we were both busy with work, and the children were always taken by parents and nannies, at that time, I just felt that the children were slow to learn anything, and I didn't understand why, besides, no one wanted to say that their children had problems, and which parents were not all looking forward to the children's well.

When I was in elementary school, I really couldn't take it to the big city for a check-up, and when the doctor said that our whole family was going to collapse, we were suspended from school for another year, and it was also Dr. Bai who was contacted three years ago, and it has been until now. Shen Jiajun's father said.

"However, in Dr. Bai's treatment, it is indeed much better, and we have also discovered our family's painting talent, and every time I see an art exhibition, Dr. Bai also helps to contact him, and together with several other children in the city who have painting talents, they have more contact with art, saying that it is good for the disease."

"This really helps the child's condition a lot, our Jiajun is much better now, but this accident is something we didn't expect, he is usually very well-behaved and obedient." Shen Jiajun's mother said.

"Oh, these paintings are really beautiful." Jiang Dong took the painting book of Shen Jiajun that Li Yifan took, turned the pages and looked at it, Jiajun next to him looked at Jiang Dong with a vigilant face, he did not reject Li Yifan, but Jiang Dong was the first time he saw him.

"Jiajun, this is for you." Jiang Dong got up, with a smile on his face, and stood up to the position where he stretched out his handbook just enough to hand it to Shen Jiajun and said with a smile.

"Well...... Thank you......" Jiajun took the notebook, don't look over it and didn't dare to look at Jiang Dong, as if he had been taught to say thank you in such a situation, Mu Na stammered again.

"I'm sorry just now, we scared Jiajun." Zhao Xin'er looked at it apologetically, and then Jiajun, who was supported by his mother from the ground and slowly stood up, said.

"It's okay, it's also that we didn't explain it in advance." Shen Jiajun's mother helped Jiajun and pointed to the flowers that Zhao Xin'er put down and called Jiajun. "Look, flowers." It's like teaching a child who can just talk.,Speak carefully.。

"Thank you...... Sister...... ...... flowers," Jia Junmu said, his eyes looking back and forth in front of the bouquet of flowers.

After coming out of the hospital and separating from Li Yifan, Jiang Dong and Han Shuo walked to the other side of the hospital, a rest area, not far from the morgue.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Han Shuo looked at the morgue not far in front of him and asked Jiang Dong puzzled, since he came out of Shen Jiajun's place, Jiang Dong had been preoccupied.