Tingting went to school with Yiyi, and the purchased household appliances were delivered to her home, and the masters of the electrical appliance city installed a series of electrical appliances such as TVs, computers, washing machines, etc., put down the invoices and left.

Gao Yan tidied up his room, went downstairs to the garage, and drove the Mercedes-Benz G500 out of the city towards the outskirts of the city.

Corning Psychiatric Hospital is located on the outskirts of the city, about 18 kilometers from the city, in the midst of lush hills.

In ward 8, a thin and pretty middle-aged woman, combing her short ear-length hair, sat on the hospital bed with a wooden face, stunned by a photo on the wall, which showed a handsome young man holding a soccer ball and smiling all over his face.

Through the glass window of the ward, Dean Zheng, who had gray temples, shook his head, "There is still no improvement, it's been almost five years!"

"Dad, Aunt Wen is so pitiful, is there really nothing she can do?" asked a young woman of medium stature, fair skin, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat.

"Heart disease still needs to be treated with heart medicine, the medicine is no longer effective, alas, .......! Dad is old, Qin'er, it will depend on you younger generation in the future"

The greatest sorrow of a doctor is that he is helpless in the face of patients, and the old dean has to face these patients every day.

Mental illness is the most difficult disease in the world to treat, and the old dean has been working hard for it all his life, but the result is .........

As soon as Zheng Qin'er wanted to open her mouth to comfort her father, she saw a baby-faced nurse running over, "Dean, there is a young classmate named Gao Yan who wants to visit the patients in Ward 8, but he has no documents"

"What, it can't be! Isn't that kid missing for five years, are you mistaken?"

Dean Zheng was taken aback, and Zheng Qin'er's eyes widened, the old classmate is back?

"Quick, bring him in, there is hope for Ruoying's condition"

It's been a long time since the nurse has seen the old dean so happy, "Alas, I'll go now"

When Gao Yan came in, Zheng Lao and Zheng Qin'er were shocked again, and their eyes were blind? But there was no one to help them, and they didn't use pathfinding sticks or guide dogs, how did he do it?

"Zheng Qin'er, old classmate, I didn't expect to be a doctor now!" Gao Yan stretched out his hand and gently shook the old classmate's hand.

"I haven't seen you for five years, do you still remember my old classmate" Zheng Qin'er smiled: "What's wrong with your eyes?

Gao Yan was a little helpless, and when he met acquaintances, he would ask this question, "My eye was injured abroad, but it's okay now, thank you for your concern, Uncle Zheng, hello"

The father of the old classmate had met him once, and he still had some impressions.

"Good boy, it's good to be alive, go and see your mother, she misses you to death" The old dean's voice was a little choked, his eyes were moist, and he patted Gao Yan's shoulder and urged.

Silently pushing open the door, Gao Yan finally saw his mother, who he had been thinking about day and night, his mother's appearance was familiar and a little unfamiliar, with some white hair mixed with black hair, and she was already thin and out of shape.

From being sensible to going to college, the scenes of living with my mother were replayed like a movie, my brain was congested, and my mouth made a "whimpering" sound.........

He lifted the hem of his robe with both hands, and knelt down with a "poof" on his knees, "Mom, I'm back, I'm back!"

As if hearing this long-lost but kind voice, Wen Ruoying on the hospital bed slowly turned around, looking at Gao Yan on the ground motionless, but there were crystal tears flashing in her eyes.

She felt the familiar breath on her son's body.

Walking to the bed on his knees, Gao Yan hugged his mother and hugged him tightly in his arms, and the doctors and nurses outside the ward all burst into tears when they saw this.

After a long time, Gao Yan finally calmed down, and his divine thoughts swept over his mother's body, five years had passed, and the meridians were seriously blocked, and his body was already emaciated.

A trace of spiritual power slowly entered her mother's body, and a touch of blush appeared on Wen Ruoying's pale face.

After combing the meridians, Gao Yan took out a handkerchief to help his mother gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Zheng Qin'er sniffed and took out a tissue, wiped the tears on her face, and took out two more and handed them to her father, and some patients with mild conditions in the hospital also gathered around.

Gao Yan stretched out his hand, and the Purple Star Dragon Flute appeared in his hand, a piece of white paper was torn in half and thrown into the air, and the flute was placed on his lips to add a trace of telekinesis.

A song "Butterfly" came out slowly, and the two white pieces of paper in the air turned into two butterflies dancing in the blink of an eye, and the flute sounded like crying and complaining, like a dream, and the butterflies danced in the air.

Wen Ruoying's eyes lit up, staring closely at the flying butterfly, standing up with the sound of the flute, and gently dancing her arms, as if she wanted to dance with the butterfly.

Outside the ward, everyone was stunned by this scene, did the gods descend or did they hallucinate?

All the wards of Kangning Hospital were silent, and even the most seriously ill patients, the old director's face was no longer surprised but shocked.

At the end of the song, the whole hospital was silent, the needles could be heard, and they were still immersed in the sound of the flute, and everyone who had listened to the beautiful song felt like their hearts had been washed and purified once.

The two butterflies in the air slowly landed and turned into a blank piece of paper, and a little nurse curiously picked it up and flipped it over and over to look at it.

This is an ordinary blank piece of paper, how did it become a butterfly?

"Uncle Zheng, I want to take my mother out of the hospital for treatment, do you agree?" Gao Yan pleaded.

Dean Zheng was a little ashamed, it was all because he was incompetent! He took Gao Yan's hand and said, "Xiao Gao, I have a reluctant request to let your mother stay with other patients and receive dizi music therapy, is it okay?"

"This?" Gao Yan was embarrassed for a while, he came back to complete the task, and he didn't have time to spend in the hospital.

But saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter!

"Uncle Zheng, let's do my best, but I have unfinished business myself, so I can't come here often, do you think it's okay?"

Zheng Lao said with some regret: "It's okay, your eyes are inconvenient, and you are also a patient, just do as you say, I thank you for the patient's family."

Treat psychopathy with beautiful music! This is a brand new discovery, and Gao Yan has brought him a huge surprise! Zheng Lao's heart is surging.

He was already a little eager to record all this, do in-depth research, and maybe arrange the ...... for the next treatment.

Zheng Qin'er helped her gold wire glasses and looked at Gao Yan with a look of surprise, in just five years, her old classmates have undergone amazing changes, is he really the young boy at the beginning?

Age and temperament have changed greatly, the flute skill in one hand is even more superb, and there are two butterflies, until now she is still in the clouds, is everyone dazzled?

Mom's condition has improved, Gao Yan's hanging heart has finally been put back in his stomach, and the effect of telekinesis and music is unexpected.

There is another layer of comprehension in the use of mental power, and the cultivation of mental power is an excellent means of treating mental illness.

The old dean's words are not unreasonable, he is running errands outside, and his mother is really not at ease at home alone, but it may not be safe to stay in Kangning Hospital.

Cult organizations are everywhere, and if you go back and think of a way, you may be able to find what you need in the few storage bags that have been seized from the remnants.