The next morning, when Gu Qingchi woke up, it was almost ten o'clock. The curtains were drawn, but they did not block out any light, and the room was brightly lit by the sun.
He sat up slowly, still feeling pain in the wound on his leg as he moved.
Gu Qingchi usually walked down the stairs slowly, but today he took the elevator for the rare occasion. When Mrs. Gu saw him getting off the elevator, she stood up anxiously to help him.
"How come you walked down by yourself? Where's the wheelchair I found for you yesterday? Sit in that one."
Gu Qingchi looks in good condition today and is in high spirits.
"I took the elevator, it wasn't a problem at all."
Father Gu and Gu Xie did not go to work today. There was a computer in front of each of them on the table in the living room. If there was nothing important in the company, they would handle it at home if possible. When Father Gu saw Gu Qingchi coming down, he went to the kitchen and heated up breakfast for him.
Gu Xie paused, looked back at Gu Qingchi, and after confirming that everything was fine, he stood up and poured him a glass of milk, then continued typing.
Everyone acted as if nothing had happened, as if Gu Qingchi had only suffered a minor injury. They took care of him but didn't ask any further questions.
When Gu Qingchi finished his meal and started drinking milk in small sips, Mrs. Gu asked casually.
"Xiao darling, are you taking your medicine properly? Is your latest medicine still Sertraline?"
Mrs. Gu touched the little tabby cat in her arms and did not look at Gu Qingchi. No matter how hard she tried, she could still notice the empty medicine boxes that were cleaned out every once in a while.
The room seemed to suddenly become quiet and the atmosphere seemed to be frozen. This has always been a sensitive topic in the Gu family. Unless Gu Qingchi mentioned it, no one would ask about it. They would just count the medicine boxes every once in a while to see if Gu Qingchi had taken the medicine on time and in the right amount.
If the numbers don't match, I'll be nervous for a while.
When Gu Qingchi was first brought in, Xie Luyu emphasized to them many times that the medicine should not be stopped and should not be taken randomly, and that they had to make sure Gu Qingchi took the medicine on time.
Xie Luyu was surprisingly knowledgeable about this. He explained the reasons and gave many examples. The nervous Father Gu couldn't sleep every day at first. Fortunately, Gu Qingchi was used to throwing away the medicine boxes first. Father Gu counted the medicine boxes and calculated the number, and he felt a little relieved.
However, I have never asked about restrictions directly as a family member.
Gu Qingchi stopped sipping milk and pursed his lips. He never took medicine in front of his family.
That made him look very, very different.
He hummed.
Mrs. Gu knew what Gu Qingchi was worried about.
Mrs. Gu has also been taking psychiatric medications, but she has improved a lot and has stopped taking them for a while. Her doctor is also at the hospital that Gu Qingchi often visits.
"I'm out of medicine and I've been too lazy to get it. I'll have to ask the doctor when I have time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Qingchi, who had been lowering his head as if to submerge it in the milk, turned his head and said sternly.
"You can't stop taking the medicine. You have to get it quickly."
Gu Qingchi said this and was about to stand up to pack his things.
"We'll go now."
Gu Qingchi's doctor emphasized to him many times that he should not stop taking the medicine on his own. He did not like taking medicine and he always felt bad after taking it. Sometimes he felt fine and did not take the medicine, and sometimes he would even forget to take it.
But it doesn't matter to him, but when he puts the same thing on Mrs. Gu, he feels it is a very serious matter.
Even if Mrs. Gu is not suffering from depression.
Mrs. Gu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Father Gu and winked at him.
Father Gu filled the loophole for Mrs. Gu.
"Did you forget? I already took it yesterday."
Mrs. Gu suddenly realized.
"Yes, that's what happened. If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten it."
Mrs. Gu waited until Gu Qingchi sat down, then began to try to change the subject back.
"How are you feeling lately, Xiaoguai? If you're not feeling well, why don't you talk to the doctor and see if you can switch to a better medicine, or maybe you can take a mood stabilizer. I've taken it before."
After this interruption, Gu Qingchi was no longer so averse to this topic.
"I feel fine. This medicine is good. I don't feel sleepy or uncomfortable after taking it. I also have stabilizers. I am taking olanzapine."
In fact, it is also uncomfortable, but compared with other types of drugs, sertraline has relatively small side effects for Gu Qingchi.
He used to take other medicines, but he felt confused and a day would pass by without him knowing what was going on. So he told the doctor that he wanted to change the medicine, and he switched to sertraline. Other aspects were fine, but he couldn't get up in the morning and had to sleep for a long time before waking up.
Mrs. Gu listened carefully, nodded, and then continued.
"Mom's medicine is with Dad, can Xiaoguai give it to Dad too? When the time comes, Dad will remind us to take the medicine, and Xiaoguai will take it with Mom."
Mrs. Gu did not conceal her purpose as if she was coaxing a child.
Gu Qingchi knew what Madam Gu wanted to do, which was to watch him take his medicine.
He glanced at Father Gu and nodded hesitantly.
He had used all his strength to climb out of there, and now someone was trying to pull him up, there was no reason for him not to hold on tightly.
He takes his medicine well, even if it makes him feel uncomfortable, even if he feels groggy all day; he lives his life well, he eats what he likes, he does things that make him comfortable; he lives his life well, he doesn't go to high places, and he stops himself from paying attention to those sharp knives.
He takes his medicine well and he will be fine.
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Father Gu poured out all of Mrs. Gu's medicine and replaced them with VC and calcium tablets.
Then he cut all of Gu Qingchi's medicines into small pieces, put them into the box one by one, and counted them.
"It's enough for half a month."
He said to Mrs. Gu who was sitting beside the bed.
"Cook some porridge at night next time. This medicine is not good for the stomach."
Mrs. Gu hummed.
"I watched him take his medicine at night, every day."
After a while, Mrs. Gu spoke again.
"Do you think he forgot to take his medicine at that time?"
Father Gu turned around to look at Mrs. Gu.
The two looked at each other, and they both knew what he meant at that time.
Father Gu carefully placed the medicine box in the drawer of his desk.
"He will never forget it again."
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