Crazy Psychologist

"I said that I hear the bell ringing for class every day, and I don't know when this kind of life will end. Is there anything wrong with this, please be nervous, and it's not that I'm talking about the Far North."

"Don't talk nonsense, or you will be kicked."

The group owner sent a message @all members.

"Okay, I'll stop. Goodnight"

The little grandson is offline.

After making trouble for a long time, it turned out that there was no one like him at all.

Wu Le tossed and turned on the pillow, as if he was having a concert in his ears, but the music was not good, not even as good as the class bell, it was the kind of music like Jingdao horror animation.

Wu Le kept thinking about headaches, and thought about the anime he had watched several times, but he couldn't think of which anime he had watched that this strange music was related to.

What a pain!

When it came to the mock exam in early November, Wu Le's grades in all subjects were much worse than before.

It’s too difficult, calculations are too difficult, and remembering English words has become very difficult. There are still new lessons in the first half of the third semester of junior high school, physics still has new lessons, English is still under Wang’s school, and mathematics is not yet. Completion.

The current mock exam is not completely within the scope of the senior high school entrance examination, and this is all it takes to pass the exam. What was going on in his mind, Lin Xiaolei angrily threw Wu Le's exam paper in his face.

Although Lin Xiaolei didn't have too strict requirements for this son, in her opinion, compared with those mothers who have been **** since childhood, her educational philosophy is relatively enlightened, but Wu Le is too much.

"It's all your fault. You don't know what to do every day, you don't make much money, and you don't care about your son's studies."

When Lin Xiaolei was angry, she not only scolded her son Wu Le, but also her father Wu Tian often suffered.

"Ah, I haven't been able to teach since the third grade of elementary school. It's not like you don't know that my junior college diploma was obtained after work. My grades were not good since I was a child. How can I teach? I think Wu Le learned it by himself. It’s not bad, it’s normal for the grades to drop occasionally, but overall it’s pretty good.”

"Occasional grades drop? It's okay to be a drop last week. What about this time? It's even worse, so bad that even the math that is usually not bad is like this. I think if this continues, I will be **** off by him."

Wu Le felt that he was really sorry for his mother. My mother worked so hard to draw drawings every day to earn more money for the family. Although the family was not considered rich, the pocket money for Wu Le was never very poor. Occasionally going out to play with classmates, my mother I always ask if there is enough money in the mobile phone, if there is not enough cash, and so on.

Now, it's not a question of whether Wu Le is studying hard. The problem now is that he studies everything very hard. Even if he wants to concentrate and speak well, it takes 300% more effort than before.

Using a computer to describe it, Wu Le feels that his brain is 99% in use. And it's like that when you wake up in the morning.

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In the neurology clinic of the Affiliated Medical Center of Zhinan University, in front of Zhang Wenwen sat a timid and pale boy and an angry mother.

The mother wore a yellow business suit with simple earrings and a ring, and held a scroll of drawings. It looks like an office worker who has to rush to the company to clock in after accompanying the child to see the doctor.

"Doctor, do you see if there is any medicine you can take? I asked downstairs what department I was looking for, and the nurse asked me to come here to find Director Zhang Wenwen. Are you Director Zhang?"

Zhang Wenwen laughed immediately, "No, no, Zhang Wenwen is me, just call me Dr. Zhang, the director is not here, I can be considered as the deputy director at most, but there are only four people in the neurosurgery department, all the same, the same."

"So what's the problem, headache or body twitching?"

"Ask him himself, I think he's bewitched, or he's just playing games and ruining his brain."

Mother spoke viciously.

"It's Wu Le, right?"

Zhang Wenwen looked at the sitting child.

The child nodded, looked at his mother timidly, and then said in a low voice, "Yes, both ways of thinking are acceptable. Most classmates will add me to Wu Le, happy Le."

"That is no joy."

Hearing what Zhang Wenwen said, Wu Le felt that this doctor who looked very European and American was not scary, and his mood was much more relaxed than that on the road.

"I heard it might be a brain tumor, or something like epilepsy."

Before Zhang Wenwen asked about his condition, Lin Xiaolei had already started talking impatiently.

"What? Brain tumor?"

Not to mention that Zhang Wenwen was confused by the patient's family who suddenly spoke about brain tumors, Wu Le was almost so frightened that he couldn't see any anger on his already pale face.

"Mom, what did you say?"

Ever since Lin Xiaolei found out that Wu Le's grades were getting worse and worse, she was very worried, but she checked his phone and computer, and there was no sign of being addicted to games or anything special happened.

My son was still in the first echelon, but now he suddenly fell into the second echelon. There must be some reason.

Lin Xiaolei couldn't sleep all night, thinking about what was wrong with her son recently, what unusual things happened around her, after much deliberation she finally thought of it, her son said that there was always music playing in her ears~www.readwn.com~ So she searched a lot of related content on baidu, "There is a voice in the ear, singing repeatedly in the ear, and the same voice lingers in the ear all the time."

There are quite a few people talking about similar situations on baidu, such as:

[There is always a sound in my ears, it is better during class, but it is very loud in the dead of night, what's the matter? 】

[There seem to be thousands of flies flying in the ears? Are you going deaf? 】

[As long as there is only one person, the ears keep barking, what is the reason? Wait online, hurry up. 】

[There has been a sound in my ears for two years. I thought it was otitis media, but it didn’t improve after taking medicine. Is it going to die? 】

[Ears continue to make sounds, alert to serious diseases. 】

[The person who had been screaming for several years passed away a few days ago. 】

[Someone in the family was screaming and suspected that there was a band in it, but it turned out to be a brain tumor. 】

Seeing these articles, Lin Xiaolei was so frightened that she didn't even bother to go to work. When drawing the drawings, she miscalculated the unit length.

She didn't dare to tell her husband Wu Tian about this matter. Hearing Wu Tian's sound of carefree sleeping in the middle of the night, she couldn't help crying, and couldn't help but imagine what the whole family would do if Wu Le fell ill.

She has only one son.

Last month, I discussed with my colleagues in the office that elementary school students committing suicide are really too fragile. There must be some problems at home. That mother should not cry to death.

At that time, it was just heartache. After all, she was a mother. Any mother in the world would not be able to bear the heartache when she saw such an incident. But now, after a month has passed, why is it her turn that such a terrible thing happened to her?