Chapter 110 If you don't want it, then don't.

The words had a double meaning, but the therapist only understood one of them. She gently patted Zhang Pengfei's back and smiled at Chen Jingyang, saying, "This is a good thing. It's a sign of frustration, indicating that he has realized that he 'can't do it'."

I see. But Zhang Pengfei, why did you avoid him?!

Is it... an instinctive aversion to him?

After lunch, Zhang Pengfei needed to take a nap, but he had already passed the stage of being sleepy and always refused to go to sleep obediently. Every time this happened, Chen Jingyang would lie down with him on the bed, hold him in his arms, and no matter how many times he said "no," it wouldn't work. He would "forcefully shut down" him!

Around 3 PM, we took him to the speech therapy room, and afterwards he had a snack.

At five o'clock, I accompanied him to the common area of ​​the rehabilitation center for social activities, talking to other patients and playing some small games.

We have dinner around 6 PM, and afterwards I let him watch another episode of Paw Patrol. Then I take him for a bath at 8 PM.

Taking a bath is a more physically demanding task than eating, and it's also the thing Zhang Pengfei hates the most.

Chen Jingyang was completely baffled. Zhang Pengfei used to be extremely clean; even if he didn't go out all day, he would still take a shower before going to bed. Why would he hate taking showers so much after hitting his head?

However, he was physically weak and would sweat profusely after each training session. He couldn't just wipe himself down every day. Besides, even wiping himself down made him very agitated.

The therapist suggested that he should take a bath at least once a week. He shouldn't be soft-hearted; he already has the means to take a bath, and we need to cultivate his life skills.

Chen Jingyang didn't want anyone else to touch him, fearing that others might lack patience, give him a quick rinse, or violently subdue him, so he personally bathed him every weekend.

Zhang Pengfei can now stand on his own for more than 10 minutes. Since last week, Chen Jingyang has stopped letting him take a bath lying down. This time, he plans to try to let him finish the bath standing up.

The idea was great, but it was extremely difficult to execute. The first hurdle was taking off your clothes.

Zhang Pengfei really disliked having his clothes taken off by others, but he couldn't take them off himself.

It's fine when he urinates; if you support him and give him a little help, he can manage on his own.

His bowel movements are so-so; if I help him move down a bit, he can pull himself to a suitable position.

The only exception is when you have to take your clothes off; you have to cry and cry until you lose your voice!

Chen Jingyang could only try to coax him by buying various bath toys to distract him, but to little avail.

Pengfei (Chen Jingyang) handed him a toy dog ​​dressed in clothes, "Shall we go give the dog a bath?"

No, no, no!

Last week I could use this dog to coax him, but this week it doesn't work. I don't know whether to be happy or worried.

Chen Jingyang scratched his head, deciding to try the opposite approach, and frowned as he said, "Pengfei, you smell awful, go take a shower?"

Zhang Peng slowly raised his eyes to look at him, seemingly a little puzzled, but immediately said, "It doesn't smell, it doesn't smell, it doesn't smell!"

"Stinky! It stinks!" Chen Jingyang sat down next to him, put his nose close to his shoulder, took an exaggerated deep breath, then pulled back abruptly and waved his hand: "Ah, you stink! Look, even the dogs don't like you anymore!"

Zhang Pengfei frowned, then hugged the dog tightly, exclaiming, "I love it! I love it! I love it!"

“If it likes you, it will bark. Look, it’s not barking now.” Chen Jingyang coaxed him, “Let’s take a shower. It will bark when we come back.”

Zhang Pengfei's mind went blank for a moment. He shook the dog in his hand, and sure enough, it didn't bark.

Actually, this dog is just an ordinary plush toy that has never barked; he just didn't realize it!

"See, it's stopped barking, isn't it?"

Chen Jingyang began to unbutton his clothes: "Let's take off our clothes and go take a shower. When we come back, I'll have the dog bark for you."

Zhang Pengfei's attention was focused on the dog, and he obediently let Chen Jingyang unbutton his shirt and take it off.

"Baby, I'm going to take off your pants now. You can only take a bath if you take off your pants!"

Zhang Pengfei frowned, but did not resist.

Chen Jingyang gently lifted his waist, quickly took off his pants, carried him in a princess carry, and walked into the bathroom.

Zhang Pengfei has lost nearly 15 kilograms; he's now hard as a bone when you hold him.

Chen Jingyang also lost 10 or 20 pounds, but he still hugged Zhang Pengfei several times a day, and his strength increased instead of decreasing.

Chen Jingyang turned on the shower, picked him up and walked forward, letting the water flow onto his ankles.

Zhang Pengfei was startled and instinctively wrapped his arms around his neck, burying his head in his neck and whispering, "No."

They didn't even say it three times!

He didn't yell!

Chen Jingyang felt a surge of joy and gently patted his back, comforting him, "Don't be afraid, the water is kissing you, praising your bravery."

Zhang Pengfei still wouldn't let go, but he turned his head, lifted his toes, and seemed to find the water flow very comfortable. He then lifted his legs and kicked them, as if he suddenly realized it was fun, and slowly patted his legs up and down.

Chen Jingyang walked forward a little further, letting the water flow up to his calves, and then little by little up to his thighs.

"How does it feel? Try catching some water with your hand."

Zhang Pengfei pressed his head tightly against his chest, obediently letting go of one hand to touch the water, his eyes unusually calm and focused, as if he had suddenly returned to being a normal person!

Chen Jingyang's heart pounded wildly, and she couldn't help but softly call out to him, "Pengfei."

Zhang Pengfei's eyelashes fluttered twice, and he hummed in response.

"You...you remembered something?"

Zhang Pengfei didn't say anything more. He looked at the flowing water, slowly clenched his fist, then slowly opened it again, as if trying to grab the water. Suddenly, he started struggling violently, shouting, "No! No! No!"

It must be that it realized it couldn't hold onto the water, just like it didn't place the building blocks properly today.

Chen Jingyang almost couldn't hold him, so she quickly sat on the shower chair, hugged him tightly, and gently stroked his back: "It's okay, it's okay, I can't hold on either, no one can hold on either, it's not your fault, don't be angry."

Zhang Pengfei gradually calmed down, and Chen Jingyang tried to move one leg away so that he could sit on only one leg with his feet on the non-slip mat.

"Let's stand up, okay? I'll help you so you won't fall."

Zhang Pengfei shook his head, tightly hugging his neck with both hands: "No, no, no!"

"If you don't want it, then don't," Chen Jingyang thought. "Zhang Pengfei has made great progress today. He hasn't cried once, whereas last week he cried for a full ten minutes in the shower!"

He first rinsed him thoroughly with the showerhead, then gently rubbed him with a bath towel, rinsed him clean, applied a layer of shower gel, and gently massaged his whole body.

Zhang Pengfei remained quiet throughout the entire process. When it was time for the massage, he rested his chin on Chen Jingyang's shoulder, gently closed his eyelids, and his breathing gradually became deep, slow, and even.

Chen Jingyang carefully dried him off and put him on the bed.

When Zhang Pengfei was asleep, his face was calm and peaceful. Although he had lost a lot of weight, he was still very beautiful and did not look like someone with cognitive impairment at all.