Chapter 85: You don't do anything with people
The weather in November was slightly cool.
Yan Jiu looked at the ground not far away, there seemed to be something terrible there.
Her eyes lit up.
As everyone knows.
The hospital at night is a bit of a scary place.
As a descendant of Oriental blood.
Yan Jiu is well versed in the truth of "everything is coming".
She decided to finish asking Old Man Liu.
Live broadcast on the opening strange talk.
Just said the idea of this.
Li Xiaoli decisively stayed away from Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu carried the fruit basket, and his free hand did not forget to wave his hand to comfort Li Xiaoli: "Don't worry, I will negotiate with the hospital to visit the morgue at night and give the deceased enough respect." ”
Li Xiaoli: "......" Is this a matter of respect or disrespect? You don't do anything with people! When others come to the hospital to see a doctor or visit a patient, it's good for you to play with the heartbeat!
She recalled that her room was patronized by outlaws, and she always felt that her life was not secure when she stayed with Yan Jiu.
Now.
Li Xiaoli really wants to find someone to brush herself off the list.
It's too dangerous to be the number one of Yan Jiu's lists!
This kind of "heart-warming" challenge, she is unwilling to take it!
Yan Jiu didn't know what Li Xiaoli was thinking.
She walked straight to the cardiovascular department.
Along.
The system panel can't stop popping up like an advertising window, and you can't close it.
Yan Jiu leaned against the wall a little tiredly.
System: [The panel this kid has never seen the world, and when he sees the customer, he is blindly excited, For my sake, let's be considerate of the elders? 】
Yan Jiu can't forgive.
Usually meet people with a mortality rate of less than 10%, the system panel will not display their message.
11%-79% of potential customers, the system panel will jump out according to the speed of the customer.
Instead of being like now, every time he meets a person in a hospital gown, he shows a sense of existence, causing Yan Jiu to only close his eyes and not see the reminder of the panel.
Li Xiaoli walked at the forefront: "Sister Jiujiu, not far in front is my grandfather's ward......"
The voice did not fall.
Suddenly, there was a noise in the corridor of the ward.
covered Li Xiaoli's tail note.
"Your grandma is hospitalized, can I take care of it alone? Let you deliver a meal, and you are still pretending to be sick? ”
An aunt dragged a female high school student in a school uniform, and she was scolded for her head and face.
The female high school student lowered her head and did not speak, and her short hair could not hide the numbness and silence on her face.
"Is depression a disease? What rechecks, taking pills, what can you not think of? You are studying the most now, and when you grow so big, you don't know that you feel sorry for me, just give me trouble! ”
As the aunt grew louder and louder.
The nurses at the nurse's desk walked briskly.
They urged them not to make any noise.
The people around him are also persuading the aunt not to quarrel with the child.
But the aunt turned a deaf ear.
She saw that her daughter did not resist.
It was as if I had found a sense of satisfaction and superiority.
The accusations are getting harder and harder.
In front of everyone.
Take all your emotions out on your child.
Then.
Li Xiaoli leaned against the wall and walked back to Yan Jiu's side.
She shook her head and sighed.
"In such a family, this child ...... Huh. ”
Yan Jiu didn't speak.
In her eyes.
The life of a high school girl is counting down.
System Panel: [Ding!]
Test subject: high school girl,
Remarks: Precise customer,
Mortality: 100%,
Time of Death: After the 1st jump.
Hosts are advised to pay attention now! 】
System: [She suffers from depression because she can't bear it...... Do you choose suicide? 】
Yan Jiu still didn't move.
She remembered her past life.
Yan Jiu knew that she had emotional deficit disorder when she was a child, and she thought that this disease would not affect her life.
Until one time.
The school organizes all teachers and students to watch a touching movie, and asks for 500 words to review it.
She couldn't empathize, and was criticized by the teacher for writing like boiled water.
The little Yan Jiu once became a "celebrity" on campus.
And the little Yan Jiu, under the guidance of her master, will not be at a loss or aggrieved.
She just didn't understand.
What is there to educate her about this?
She doesn't have the ability to empathize, what's wrong?
She just wrote plain water, what's the matter?
Criticism is criticism.
As for school-wide criticism?
This leads to a period of time.
Classmates said that she was not normal without seven emotions and six desires, love, hatred, and hatred.
Many children rushed at her with children's words, pointed at her, and said that she was a monster and should hide under the covers and cry.
Little Yan Jiu pondered.
It's obviously not her fault.
It's not that she's vulnerable.
Why is she the one who is crying?
Thereupon.
She sued her teacher and classmates.
After seeing the "crying" regretted by others for the first time, the little Yan Jiu became stronger and stronger.
With Master's encouragement and support.
Yan Jiu gradually formed his current character.
She understands love and understands the life principle of "except for birth, old age, sickness and death, everything else is floating clouds".
It's a pity.
The high school girl in front of me does not have a good enlightener and cannot get out of the troubles of mental illness.
The girl's mother tore apart the diagnosis certificate of the psychiatric department in the child's hand in public.
The fragments of the certificate fell on the girl's head, but the light force completely woke her up.
The girl reached for the shards.
She crouched down.
Try to piece together a complete list.
Her mom is still accusing.
"You losers! I think you're hypocritical! What to do with it? Why don't you come home with me? You're not satisfied if you have to lose the face of our whole family, right!? ”
The girl suddenly paused.
She looked up at her mom and looked at her mom's chattering mouth.
The girl's body was full of depression and joy.
There was a dark green in her eyes.
It's like I haven't had enough sleep for a long time.
She just watched quietly.
I watched the girl's eyes gradually lose light.
Yan Jiu suddenly said: "Don't think about it, hold on, and you will come out." ”
The girl looked at Yan Jiu.
In the cold world, the temperature of people is not warm, and she is deeply mired in despair.
She's really tired.
Pointed at in public like a clown.
But she couldn't squeeze out the clown's smiling mask.
The words of others can't sway her, but it's her biological mother who is accusing her.
Now.
There was a lot of emotion in the girl's eyes.
She looked at Yan Jiu deeply.
It's like saying that there is finally someone who understands her.
It's a pity.
It's late.
Too late.
The girl's lips moved.
In the end, nothing was said.
She slowly got up.
Standing in the long aisle, all the hustle and bustle around her seems to turn into a movie at this moment, playing on her own, and she is free from the movie.
The girl walked around the crowd to a wide area, away from the hustle and bustle that made her miserable.
She came to the end of the hallway.
Look up.
The dazzling red cross in the hospital resembles a red dove, and the cold metal makes up its skeleton and bone wings.
It looked down indifferently at the crowd in the hospital.
Then bright red color.
It can't warm people's hearts.
The girl stepped over the height of the 11th floor.
Like a drowning person, she has broken the line between life and death, seizing the opportunity to break out of the water.
With the exclamations and screams of the crowd.
The girl is like a begonia flower growing downward, and she jumps down decisively in search of a new life.
Li Xiaoli covered her mouth violently, she hid behind Yan Jiu, and didn't dare to follow everyone to chase after her.
Yan Jiu removed the emotions in his eyes.
Raise your eyes again.
is still the Yan Jiu who rarely loses his temper.
Then.
The sound of crying came from far and near.
The aunt dragged Yan Jiu's arm and didn't let her go.
"It's you, it's you who hurt my daughter, if you hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have thought about it at all!"
"You can't go!"
"Everyone, come and catch the murderer!"
"You pay for my daughter's life, pay for my daughter's life!"
Yan Jiu's gloomy gaze went from the hand that was dragging her sleeve to the ugly face of the owner.
Auntie's idea is simple.
The death of the conscious daughter is already a fact.
She doesn't treat girls as daughters, she wants to use the topic to play, and she just wants to maximize the benefits of the girl's death.
Commonly known as touching porcelain.
(End of chapter)