Chapter 596: Lanqi will always do gentle things
Outside the window, the trees sway gently in the wind and occasionally you can hear the chirping of birds.
The sunlight shines through the half-open white curtains and onto the neat single bed.
The air smells slightly of disinfectant, but not pungent.
The room was not big, but the decoration was simple and practical. There was a quiet landscape painting hanging on the wall. On the small bedside table were a water cup, a stainless steel insulated lunch box and a basket of fruit. It seemed as if someone had hurriedly brought them to him and then went downstairs.
"ah!!"
On the white hospital bed, the boy suddenly woke up and then began to gasp.
"I'm finally back..."
He muttered to himself absentmindedly.
soon.
It was not the simple furniture in the ward that caught his attention.
But there was a concerned face on a stool not far away, and his worry could not be hidden in his emerald eyes.
"Duado, how do you feel? What did you dream about this time?"
The doctor in a white coat sat next to him and asked very kindly.
Seeing that the boy did not respond, the doctor added: "You need to wake up. Your body is in danger. According to my diagnosis, the effect of the medicine has weakened recently."
“…”
The young boy stared at the black-haired, green-eyed doctor in front of the bed.
He remembered that his name was Duado.
He is a sophomore at the Qiyi Middle School and is currently on leave due to illness.
Countless distorted characters and strange knowledge were remembered as he woke up, causing him to feel a sharp pain in his brain for an instant and he covered his head in pain.
How do you calculate permutations and combinations, and what is the law of momentum?
He just felt like he had learned it, but also like he hadn't learned it.
But it's normal to feel this way, that's how learning works.
"Your parents have sold their house to pay for your treatment, and their savings for retirement are almost gone. If you continue to torture them, I'm afraid they will have to sleep on the streets every day."
The doctor glanced at the metal insulated lunch box on the bedside and said.
"You, what are you talking about? I am the fourth ancestor of the blood clan, I am Eduardo, I am Duado?"
The boy turned his head stiffly, staring at his reflection in the thermos lunch box, scratching his cheek.
He had just woken up from a dream, and the faint remaining memory only reminded him that the dream was extremely real and cruel.
For a moment, I couldn't even tell which was a dream and which was reality.
But he didn't know why, now he just wanted to fall asleep again and escape from this reality that made him uneasy.
"To be honest, your parents are almost overwhelmed. They just brought you lunch and rushed downstairs to pay the bill. You didn't see their embarrassed and dilemma expressions."
The black-haired, green-eyed doctor tapped the tablet on his fingertips and added, "I didn't want to tell you this, but I think you need to wake up."
The doctor's voice remained calm.
"No, I am a vampire..."
The boy's voice was full of uncertainty. He just felt a tightness in his chest. He would rather believe that the reality he was in was fake, and that the dream was real.
"Ado, I was worried when I saw you dreaming yesterday."
The doctor finally put the tablet down and stared at him with a frown.
"Ahh! No!"
The boy broke out in cold sweat. Just by briefly recalling the horrific fragments left in his dream, he wanted to ask the doctor for sedatives.
"Okay, it's okay. If you feel pain, don't think about it anymore."
The black-haired, green-eyed doctor stood up and patted the boy's back gently, as if to help him calm down.
Not until Duado's emotions slowly stabilized did the doctor finally sit back in his chair and look at him kindly.
"Stop clinging to that dream and fantasy world, and your condition will get better immediately. Everything actually depends on your heart."
The doctor said.
"I understand... Doctor Lan."
Like a wild horse that had just been tamed, Duado lowered his head and responded in a hoarse voice.
In the quiet ward of the hospital, the sound of footsteps outside the door from time to time made him feel very safe. His attending physician, Professor Lan, was an expert in neurology and mental illness in the city. His parents asked many people for help and successfully sent him to the hospital, and got Professor Lan to agree to take over his condition.
As it turns out, Dr. Lan is also a good person. He even paid for his parents' expenses and saved him all the money he could.
Next.
In the ward.
"Hodor."
The doctor began his consultation in a calm and deep tone, slowly, without any sign of haste.
"Please don't be afraid. Think back slowly. Is this dream the same as before? Is your worldview more complete?"
Dr. Lan's gaze seemed to penetrate the psychological defense line that was difficult for ordinary people to reach, fixed on Duado, and asked.
"ah?!"
Duado suddenly became terrified again and instinctively clenched his palms.
"Ado, it's okay, this is reality, I'm with you."
The doctor continued to comfort Duado with his patient tone, "No matter what happens in the dream, it will not come into reality. Even if you accidentally fall asleep again and continue to have a nightmare, I will wake you up immediately. Let's make a pinky promise, okay?"
His voice was as gentle as a loving father's, and he stretched out his hand, causing Duado to open his eyes wide, but he did not dare to make any response.
“…”
Gradually, Duado felt a subtle dependence, as if he had found an anchor in the bay.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He reached out his hand and touched Dr. Lan's warm hand.
Sure enough, Dr. Lan would not hurt him.
"In fact, your disease is not uncommon in the world, but it is rarely seen in China. According to the data my mentor sent me, the recovery rate is very high."
Dr. Lan continued.
"…Am I really getting better? Do I really need to struggle? It would be better to let my parents be free as soon as possible."
Duado lowered his voice and spoke through clenched teeth.
"You have to think about it. You have fought the disease until now. Usually, people who can endure this disease have recovered without exception... You are very brave and tenacious. I believe your parents must be proud of you."
Dr. Lan answered slowly.
“…”
Duado looked up at the male doctor. His eyes could not be concealed under his messy bangs. Like a desperate beast, the last ray of light burned in his eyes.
"For this disease, when you are in the most painful moment of hallucination, it means that it will soon be cured. As the saying goes, everything will turn into the opposite when it reaches the extreme. When you are tired of dreams and begin to reject them, it means that you have hope of getting rid of them and returning to reality."
Dr. Lan answered again, and even though his expression was calm, one could still see a smile in his eyes, a joy that was celebrating for him.
“…”
Duado remained silent.
Dr. Lan waited quietly.
"Doctor, what should I do?"
Duado finally asked.
"It's very simple. The next dream you have may be your last. As long as you are willing to give up everything, let go freely, and cut off the illusion, you can completely end that dream."
“…”
Duado was unable to answer the black-haired, green-eyed doctor for a moment.
Just like at this moment he didn't dare to jump out of the window to see if he would die, in the dream, could he really let go so decisively?
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't find the answer.
However, he now began to desire to know the answer and no longer wanted to be a sad patient who deceived himself.
At this moment, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, with his back to the cold bed board, he completely revealed the scars in his heart.
"Listen to me, Ardo, more relaxed than before."
While Duado was deep in thought, Dr. Lan suddenly whispered,
"You are the bravest. Stand tall and thank your parents. Your parents are still waiting for you. Go home, back to the place full of happiness."
"doctor……"
Duado took a deep breath. He didn't understand why his eyes were moist and why a warm current surged in his heart. He only knew that he wanted to continue talking to the doctor, ask him to solve his confusion, continue to listen to his kind words, and be treated gently like this.
"Let go of every, every burden."
“What will be at the end of persistence?”
"Please, let yourself go and forget everything first."
"All you need to think about is, from now on, what kind of life do you want to live?"
The doctor's voice was like a trickle of water, bringing Duado to tears.
…
Calliera's eyelids twitched wildly as she watched Lanci successfully make Eduardo completely fall into this fictional world of gentleness.
She now wondered if there was something wrong with Wu Ming Qing's brain structure! (End of this chapter)