In the holy* hospital, there are patients sitting in the front hall queuing up to register, pregnant women hurrying past on stretchers to give birth, family members of patients crying at the door of the emergency room, and the indifferent face of the doctor, who is accustomed to seeing life and death.

It should be very solemn here, but because of the large number of patients and so messy, a hospital always witnesses the birth and death of a person, they may live a wonderful life, maybe they do nothing, but a lifetime just passes.

On the top floor of the hospital, unlike the noise below, through a quiet corridor, in a room at the end, in which two men and a woman sat at this time.

The doctor in the white coat and glasses is always cold and ascetic, looking like he is out of the world and does not eat the fireworks of the world, and the doctor standing here is the same, his expression is unusually calm and indifferent, he turned over Mu Shaohan's wrist and glanced at it, there were comprehensive and staggered wounds on it, and some of them even turned out: "Can this make you feel better?" ”

Looking at his arm that had just stopped bleeding, Mu Shaohan nodded sluggishly.

"What's the pressure on your heart?" The doctor's voice suddenly lowered, slowly and gently luring Mu Shaohan to speak her mind.

But it didn't go as he wished, she just said three words with empty eyes: "I want to die." ”

Man Youyang's eyes, who were standing on the side, were full of pain, and when she heard those three words come out of her mouth, it was even more heartache than her refusal over the years.

The doctor sighed, put down her arm and picked up the medical records to look through them, the ward was silent for a while, and then he spoke again, but he looked at Man Youyang, "When was she depressed last time?" ”

Man Youyang thought about it, only to find that it was four years ago, Mu Shaohan had not had an illness for four years, he thought that depression was completely cured, and he never thought that there would be a day when he had an illness, today he had a good time with Mu Wenze, and on the way home, he also called her to ask if she had come back, but she didn't answer, and then he went home to see the scene, at that time he was also shocked, the woman held a knife in her hand, and slashed her wrist one by one, The impact of his bloody arm and pale face on him was like an explosion, literally, killing him.

"Probably...... Four years ago. Man Youyang shook his head, not allowing himself to think about those scenes, as long as he thought of that scene, he felt scared, if he went back late, the consequences would be unbelievable.

His hand holding Mu Shaohan's arm tightened, as if drawing strength from her, and his eyes looked at the doctor, and he couldn't help but have a hint of anticipation.

Sensing the gaze, the doctor put down the medical record, looked at Man Youyang and said, "I can tell you with certainty that her depression has relapsed." ”

At the moment when he saw his body freeze, he didn't let him slow down and continued in a calm tone: "I don't know if she has received any serious stimulation, which will make her break out in an instant, ordinary people will have a precursor, but I have never seen her like this, and one more thing to tell you in advance, the chance of her cure is 65%, of course, this is just scientific data, you can't generalize, it all depends on herself, and she needs to actively cooperate with our treatment." ”

When he came out of the hospital with Mu Shaohan, Man Youyang was a little incredulous, he didn't expect her depression to recur, his heart couldn't help but throb, such a miserable person who was once tortured by the disease, now he still has to bear all this?

I touched her head, and I didn't know what to do, did I invite a specialist to City A to treat her like four years ago? I made a decision in my heart, and I thought of her weak body, which had not improved much after recuperating for so long, and it seemed that she had to speed up the process...... Thinking of what he was doing, he gritted his teeth secretly.

"Ah Yang, let's go back." Mu Shaohan on the side suddenly smiled, Man Youyang turned his head violently, looking at her smile and only felt incredible, he asked with a cloudy head: "Hanhan, you?" ”

"I'm fine." She tilted her head, and even playfully stuck out her tongue, not at all what a depressed person should be.

stared straight into her eyes, trying to see a hint of strangeness in them, but those eyes were full of smiles, and full of him......

His face was red for a while, and he turned his head a little embarrassed: "Let's go." ”

"Hmm!" She happily got off and jumped into the car, looking at her back, Man Youyang's heart was full of doubts, why did she seem to be more lively than before?

Back at home, the little guy sat on the sofa alone, and when he saw Mu Shaohan coming in, he hurriedly jumped down and walked in front of her, but he didn't dare to confirm that he just stood up, he called out softly with questions: "Mom? ”

With just two words, she almost couldn't help crying, blinked and held back her tears, she squatted down and hugged Mu Wenze: "What's the matter, you have to ask me who I am when you see me?" ”

Mu Shaohan laughed and flicked his head, and the appearance of a smile made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The scene just now scared him a lot, after all, he was just a five-year-old child, and he was also raised by Mu Shaohan since he was a child, not to mention so much blood, he had never even seen a fierce fight, where could he accept it? Then, after teasing him for a while, he went upstairs and closed the door with a smile.

The moment the door closed, the smile on his face disappeared, and the whole person became lifeless.

She slowly moved to the edge of the bed and lay down, staring vacantly at the ceiling.

She knew that her illness had indeed recurred, but she couldn't go on like this, she remembered how much Tang Xiaotang and Shen Yunyuan had endured because of her illness, and even collapsed for her once, she remembered Man Youyang yelling hysterically, she remembered how he was depressed every day, she remembered the way Tang Xiaotang talked to her cautiously and worriedly, she remembered her frightened face when she saw her self-harm, she remembered her son, who didn't dare to approach her just now......

Blame herself so much that she is a scourge, a burden, how can she still cause trouble to them? You can only put on a disguised mask and pretend that you are happy.

A tear slipped silently from the corner of her eye, and she returned to the situation where she had been unable to sleep all night, surrounded by a dark silence, tightly wrapped around her, as if to devour her, obviously wanting to sleep, but her brain fell into an endless state of wakefulness, all the sad things crushed her nerves over and over again, but she could not do anything to stop it, she could only rise and fall in the boundless darkness, waiting for the dawn to come.