The main character is also watching us today

Lance would not believe it.

He is indeed sick, and as the medical certificate says, he not only has multiple dissociative disorder, but more seriously, he has severe persecution paranoia.

A skeleton was sitting on the bed, his hands were hanging down, a mess of bleached and dry hair lay on his face, and with a slight movement of his fingers, the skeleton was moved.

Fear, anxiety, confusion, these dark emotions have surrounded this soul since he was born.

A hand lifted his face.

"Cut your hair?" Xi Mu suggested.

"Huh?" Lance returned to his senses.

Xi Mu grabbed a handful of his hair, "Your hair is too long and messy. Have you ever dyed your hair? Have you curled it?"

"I didn't dye it." Lan Siyu said.

Xi Mu let down his hair, not following his train of thought. "So are you going to get your hair cut?"

Lance nodded.

With Lan Siyu's consent, Xi Mu immediately took him to the hairdresser's office of the hospital.When the barber heard that Lan Siyu was coming, his hands were shaking.He looked at Xi Mu with reproachful eyes, wishing he could poke his head with scissors.

Does this rookie want him dead?

Did he know that the previous barber cut the hair of this stinky brat, and then he snatched back the scissors and stabbed his hand.

Xi Mu stretched out his hand towards Lan Siyu, "Hand."

Lan Siyu handed his hands to him.

Xi Mu held Lan Siyu's hand tightly, absolutely not allowing him any room to move.

Lan Siyu blinked his eyes, this method is really too clever.

Seeing this, the barber immediately started his work.

But his hands were shaking too much, Lance's hair was not cut well.

"Is the cut too bad?" Lan Siyu looked in the mirror and found the problem by himself.

Not only did the barber lose his hands, but now his feet began to shake too.

Xi Mu glanced at it, then shook his head, "I look fine." His face was so horrible that people couldn't even care about his hairstyle.

Lan Siyu stepped down from the chair silently, that's fine.

Xi Mu took him out, and every time they walked, a group of guards followed them secretly.Xi Mu glanced at Lan Siyu, he didn't seem to notice this.

They were walking quietly, when suddenly, the cell phone in Xi Mu's pocket rang.

"It's an alarm clock." Afraid of scaring Lan Siyu, Xi Mu immediately told him what was in his pocket. "Should be reminding me that it's time to talk."

"What talk?" Lance didn't know this, nor that.

"Besides you, I have four patients in charge." Xi Mu said, "I want to check their mental status every day." Speaking of this matter, Xi Mu also informed him symbolically: " Although you can be regarded as my patient, such things should be done by your attending doctor."

Lan Siyu took Xi Mu's hand and looked at him with wide eyes, so pitiful.

He was all about, except for those amber eyes.

"Do you want to go back to rest, or go with me?" Xi Mu was really moved.Anyway, the dean approved his freedom for one day, and if this personality does not get sick, it is generally safe.

Lan Siyu nodded, "Can I go with you?"

"sure."

The place where Xi Mu talked with the patients was on the second floor of the open area, and there were already four people waiting for him there.

They watched Xi Mu lead a skinny young man over, and immediately sat up straight.

Wei Zhishu recognized Lan Siyu. "Little monster!" he laughed.

Lan Siyu held Xi Mu tightly as if he couldn't hear his voice.

Xi Mu arranged for him to sit beside her, "You have to be good."

He nodded, hands clenched into fists on top of his thighs.

First of all, his posture is really good.

Xi Mu felt very relieved.

"Lance Yu?" The girl eating candy looked at her excitedly, "A big shot!"

He's not a big shot, well-known, in the mental sanatorium under the juniper tree, as long as newcomers come in, after a while, someone will definitely talk about Lan Siyu with them.

The young man's body shrank a little, terribly frightened.

"Let me introduce you." Xi Mu pointed at the girl, "Anxi, An'an."

Anxi looked at Lan Siyu and smiled.

"Patients with bipolar disorder." After introducing the name, Xi Mu introduced her illness.

An Xi waved her hand, "I heard that you are also bi-directional." She was referring to Lan Siyu.

"Zhang Fuxiu." Xi Mu pointed to the young man who had been shrinking his body, "Patients with delusional persecution."

Anxi was still staring at Lan Siyu, "I heard you are too."

Xi Mu glared at Anxi, "Song Lun, has a serious tendency to violence."

Anxi applauded, this time she asked Xi Mu, "He is too, right?"

"Yes, shut up." Xi Mupi smiled.

"The last one, Wei Zhiyu, who is about to be discharged from the hospital, is fine, but his anti-social personality is too serious. His younger brother was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he sent him in."

Wei Zhishu rested his face, he was also looking at Lan Siyu, full of interest in him.

Xi Mu introduced Lan Siyu this time, "Lance Yu." You understand.

The other four nodded, they understood.

"Routine inspection." Xi Mu took a notebook and sat down in his seat.

The four of them sighed in unison.

"How are you feeling recently?" Xi Mu asked kindly.

"Doctor, don't show that disgusting smile again." Anxi felt chills every time she saw it, "Can't you talk properly?"

Xi Mu pushed his glasses and shrugged his shoulders. "The hospital requires our doctors to behave like a spring breeze and make you feel at home."

"The doctor is not suitable."

Xi Mu immediately withdrew his smile, "Okay."

Isn't it even scarier when he's not smiling!

"Doctor, listen to me." Anxi leaned forward with aggrieved expression on her face, "I've been in a bad mood recently. A woman who lives next door to me, I don't know what's going on, she's always at the university in the middle of the night Making a lot of noise and throwing up. I feel really bad looking at her like that."

Song Lun glanced at her, "Then hit her."

"If I beat her, she will be tied up immediately." Anxi knew it well, "Can I apply for another ward?"

Xi Mu understood, "So you haven't slept well recently?"

"Dark circles are coming out." She pointed to her eyes, "What should I do? I will go to school after I go out. Everyone will laugh at me like this."

"Is there anything uncomfortable recently?" Xi Mu said, "You have been taking medicine for a week."

"Yes, I fall asleep every time I take the medicine, and I feel dizzy after I sleep. Doctor, can I not take the medicine?"

Of course not. "I will write down your question." Xi Mu looked at Song Lun, "What about you?"

"My mood is very stable." Song Lun felt good about himself.

Xi Mu: "No, I heard that you beat someone yesterday."

"I am very angry every day, so my mood has always been stable." Song Lun has been here for a long time, and he has long known the problem of daily routine, "I sleep well, and I fell asleep immediately after taking the medicine. I also hate that medicine .”

"Zhang Fuxiu." Xi Mu asked the next person, "How are you feeling recently?"

Zhang Fuxiu hesitated, "It's...not bad."

"Did you sleep well?"

"No... not good." Zhang Fuxiu was about to cry, "It's hard to fall asleep even after taking the medicine. It's terrible. This hospital is terrible. The doctor is also terrible...Of course, I'm not talking about you, the doctor. It's others Many doctors are scary, and so are the nurses. I dare not fall asleep at will, I am afraid I will be injected with strange drugs by them."

He is the person Xi Mu most wants to say, take more medicine.

Wei Zhishu had been watching the show, and when Xi Mu's eyes came over, he immediately confessed obediently, "I've been in a good mood, I went to play table tennis yesterday, and I watched TV with everyone in the evening. The latest show is good. Boring. I go to bed at 11 o'clock every day, and I take medicine."

Xi Mu wrote notes in his notebook, he is a habitual liar, and he cannot believe everything he says.

"Okay, now it's your turn!" Anxi pointed at Lan Siyu excitedly.

The other three also stared at him.

"I'm not Lan Siyu's attending doctor." Xi Mu interrupted them, "He doesn't need to answer these questions in front of me."

"What's the matter?" Anxi was unhappy, "Can't everyone chat casually? Don't you always ask us to communicate more?"

"That's it! That's it!" Wei Zhiyu followed suit.

Xi Mu smiled threateningly again.

The four immediately shut up.

"I..." Lan Siyu said.

As soon as his voice came out, everyone immediately focused on it.

"I'm not in a stable mood." He lowered his head.

Since he had cut his hair, this action could no longer cover his eyes.His bright eyeballs looked at the floor. Compared with his shabby appearance, his eyes were unbelievably beautiful. "Before, I was so scared every day."

"Afraid of what?" Xi Mu asked gently.

Lan Siyu glanced at him quickly, "The people in white robes scare me."

They knew at once that he meant the doctor by the white robe.

"However, I'm a little happier recently." His voice became smaller and smaller.

"Why?" Not to mention other patients were curious, Xi Mu was also curious.

Lan Siyu sneaked another glance at him, "Because I met you."

"Wow!" The sigh came from Anxi.

This answer is too romantic.

Xi Mu stared over.

Anxi covered her mouth.

"I've seen you." Lance still insisted.

"Really?" Xi Mu didn't dislike him being so direct.

"I was told to watch you," he continued, "and said you were going to hell."

Xi Mu's smile stopped immediately.

"Pfft." Wei Zhiyu laughed, "He was happy to see the doctor...haha, because he was waiting to see you go to hell, haha." He laughed loudly, "I like this idea."

He laughed suddenly, and the laughter grew louder.He was so happy, kicking his legs in the air. "Go to hell, haha, it's so interesting, an answer, both malicious and theistic, wow, ah ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone looked at Wei Zhiyu who suddenly went crazy, and frowned.

"Doctor, you mean this person is fine and ready to be discharged from the hospital, right?" Anxi looked at Xi Mu mockingly.

Xi Mu pushed his glasses, and in order to escape reality, he deliberately turned his head.

Turning his head, he met Lan Siyu's face again.

Lan Siyu smiled slightly, with pure eyes.

Xi Mu found that his head was turned in the wrong direction.