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I looked up and saw that the doctor who had been guarding me was looking at me with sincerity.

If only he had been a wicked man from beginning to end. But from the beginning to the present, I feel that he is the only person in this room who can still protect me, how can he say such a thing?

I stared at his warm face in disbelief, I couldn't believe that such cruel words really came from him.

"You...... What did you say? Am I sick? ”

He crouched down, his thick eyebrows tightened, and there was a complex softness in his eyes, "Yes, after my diagnosis, you are postpartum depression, which has gradually worsened and then developed ......" He sighed heavily, and then spat out a few words that were enough to break all my will, "Schizophrenia." ”

These words were like a few bombs thrown into my body, and they instantly destroyed all my thoughts.

I let go of Zhang Li's legs little by little, stared blankly ahead, and my tears suddenly stopped.

Oh, yes! What other face do I have to cry on?

I shook my head, "Are you telling the truth?" You are...... Is it a professional doctor? ”

Before the doctor could speak, one of the other doctors behind him replied, "Dr. Qiu is the youngest and most promising expert in our psychiatry. Of course, it will only be said when the diagnosis is confirmed. You have to want to accept this fact and then actively cooperate with our treatment. ”

Zhang Li took over coldly, "Yes, Tang Yiyi, did you hear it?" You always say that we say you are sick, and we want to harm you! Then the doctor has no enmity with you after all, right? It's the first time he's meeting you! There's no reason for people to hurt you! You now finally have reason to believe that you killed our children, right? ”

The doctor patted me lightly on the shoulder, "Don't worry, this situation is not 100% hopeless, as long as—"

Zhang Li on the side interrupted him hatefully, "Doctor, can you not say such cruel things in front of me?" She! A madwoman, who killed my child! Are you still here comforting him? You Virgin in a white coat, don't be so disgusting, okay? ”

A voice on the side said, "Hey, your family is really, in your eyes, she is a criminal or a vicious, but in the eyes of the doctor, she is just a patient." Doctors can't care about their patients anymore? Why did you become the Holy Mother and disgusted you? ”

The two quarreled again, during which Zhang Li lost control of his emotions and beat someone. Everyone present was busy going to persuade the fight, but I was the only one who knelt in place in a daze, feeling like I was walking in the clouds, and suddenly stepped on the air, and fell from a height of 10,000 meters in an instant.

No! It can't be true! It's just a nightmare, and when you wake up, you'll be fine! My baby will go back to my bosom and fall asleep.

He looked down at his hands, and then looked and looked, and then ...... I stood up quickly, and without thinking about it, I lowered my head and rushed forward, slamming my head against the wall.

After a thud in my head, the tremendous force of inertia pushed me back, and I slammed my waist against the bed pole, and I faintly heard the sound of bones cracking.

Then I felt like I had become a fluttering feather and fell silently to the ground. My eyes began to blur, and I gradually ...... I couldn't even feel my own breath......

Yes, it must be a nightmare. When I wake up, my baby will lie next to me, coquettish with me, and want to eat. I'll hold her tightly and never let go. I want to accompany her, love her, and watch her grow up little by little. Until I was dying, and she finally had a happy home.

Right! I also need to save some money, or try not to get sick, so that there will be no burden on her in the future, so that she can live happily.

Thinking about it, my eyes moistened.

The tears in the eyes, this is the only trace of temperature in this cold room, in the cold world.

I felt like I was so dazed, groggy and floating, and I don't know how long it took, I vaguely saw a light projected down. I struggled to open my eyes.

Light, sunshine! I'm awake! The nightmare finally woke up! I'll be able to see my lovely child in no time. She must be waiting on the other side of the light, definitely!

I almost burst out laughing, but in the next second, I heard something, dripping, and when I turned my head to look, there were lines on the instrument that were undulating. And the original light is just the light overhead.

My heart ached.

Looking around, it was still the same ward.

I quickly closed my eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then slowly opened them. How I wish I could see a different scene. And then the reality is so cruel that it makes people tremble.

Oh my God, how long will this nightmare last? Don't...... Am I really crazy? Did you kill your own children?

"Nope! This is not true? They're all lying to me! But why haven't you woken up yet? Why why? I screamed and struggled to get up, only to realize that I couldn't move my hands and feet at all.

When I looked down, my hands and feet were fixed to the bed with straps, and I couldn't move at all.

"What's going on? Come! Someone! Let me out! ”

I screamed for a long time before two doctors walked in, and I yelled at one of the male doctors, "You! It's you! What am I doing wrong? You're going to slander me like this! I'm not sick! I'm going out! Let me out! ”

The two ignored me and went about talking.

"What's she screaming?"

"She's probably thinking of you as Doctor Qiu. I hate you. ”

"Hey, it's pathetic enough, crazy like this. Do you have to fight again? ”

"Hmmm! Let's go! ”

As he spoke, one of them pressed my left hand, and then there was a chill in the veins of my arm, and I hurriedly looked down, only to see that it was already bruised, and the needle was already aimed there.

"What? What are you calling me? I don't want to inject this, take it-"

No one paid any attention to me, the syringe was already in it.

I didn't feel any pain, I just panicked. I don't know what they're doing to me, and I don't know how long I'm going to be confused.

"Let me out, I'm going out, I'm not sick...... Really ......"

The feeling of not wanting to sleep, but not having the slightest strength to support this breathing, is really not understandable to anyone who has come before.

I don't know exactly how many injections I was given, and how many times I did it over and over again. I only knew that after I finally woke up again, I suddenly understood that howling and yelling was the most useless thing.

They won't believe me.

And what about myself? Can I still be trusted?

It is the easiest and hardest thing for people to believe in themselves. Especially in my case now. When my head was a little better, I kept thinking about it.

Seeing that I had finally stopped resisting frantically, they stopped injecting me with the kind of medicine that would make me groggy after a dozen. To be honest, it wasn't a good thing, and every time I woke up, I almost fell asleep with nausea again, as if I wanted to vomit all the fluids out of my body at once.

I spent those days on some nutrient solution, eating, drinking, and lazing all in that little hospital bed. No one talked to me, and the so-called hell is probably this kind of feeling like you can't die if you want to.

I have to say that this is really a magical place, it will paralyze your concept of time, and over time, even your own concept of yourself as a person will fade.

I don't know how many days I spent tied up in bed, but I just knew that when they finally let me go, I was lying dumbfounded, and I didn't know how to get out of bed.

It was the young and handsome doctor who came to the ward and reprimanded the medical staff for helping me get out of bed and move around, otherwise I would be paralyzed in bed, and only a few nurses came to force me to get up and force me to walk.

Because I didn't hit the ground for too long, as soon as my feet fell, and before I could stand up straight, everything that was originally white suddenly turned into pitch black.

On the first day, I fainted four times in a row before I could barely stand up.

The next day, the next day was better, and I only fainted three times.

On the third day, after that, things got better day by day, and I was first supported to walk in small steps, and then with crutches. Finally, I was able to walk slowly by holding on to the wall.

The body slowly recovered, but the mind was still blank. Maybe it was so uncomfortable that I began to consciously force myself not to think about everything about my children, about what I was going through.

Because every time I think about it, the overwhelming pain will hit me, and I can't help but die.

It seems to have worked. I started to live like the walking dead, not laughing, not crying. Ate and slept every day, slept and ate. When I opened my eyes, I climbed out of bed and sat by the door and waited, waiting for someone to let me go to dinner.

Eating was the only thing I could feel at the time.

There were more meals in the kitchen that day, and there were no more people in charge, so I kept eating, eating, drinking, and drinking. By the end, the vomiting didn't stop.

Then in the middle of the night, I suddenly felt a swelling pain in my chest.

Slowly groping my way up to get up, I saw that my shirt was a little wet. I stepped into the bathroom in a daze, staring blankly at the mirror.

Suddenly, I remembered something, and hurriedly went back to the ward, "Baby, get up and eat, mom has a lot of today-"

However, as soon as the quilt was lifted, it was empty.

Something hot immediately slipped over my face. Reach out and touch it, and the more you touch, the more you touch.

Yes, I can force my brain not to think, but what about my body? It still retains the most primitive and instinctive memories of being a mother.

How do I erase this?