After waking up, Song Yan quickly fell into the chaos of self-consciousness.
Two nurses rushed to hear the sound, and saw him muttering to himself while holding his head, thinking that he was insane again, so they immediately notified the attending doctor.
Xia Lin didn't know how he left the ward.
He stood there against the wall, feeling cold all over his body.
He has always felt that Song Yeon in this life, and Song Yeonâs love for him, is so complete, so complete is too unreal, and he has always had a foreboding that this unreal dream will one day wake up
but He didn't expect that he would wake up in such a way that looks absurd, but makes people unable to refute, and wakes up so unexpectedly.
He almost accepted Song Yan's love, and almost told Song Yan himself that he was willing to wait for him.
But his love with Song Yan has not yet begun, it has ended.
He didn't know whether he should feel sorry or fortunate.
Song Yan's hysterical voice came intermittently from the ward: "Let go of me! I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy!" The
attending doctor said to the nurse beside him: "Prepare another tranquilizer!" The
nurse hesitated: "The interval between the two is a bit short, isn't it?" The
patient will show a tendency to self-harm when he is confused. At present, he can only take such coercive measures to stabilize his emotions.
Song Yan shouted as he struggled, "Xia Lin, where are you Xia Lin? I want to see Xia Lin_Yi."
Xia Lin recovered from the great loss and depression, realizing that there are still very difficult things to deal with right now. , He doesn't have time to blame himself here.
He took a deep breath and walked into the ward and said, "Doctor, can you let me talk to him first?" The
doctor turned his head to look at him suspiciously, "May I ask who you are?"
"I'm his friend..."
Before Xia Lin finished speaking, Song Yan had seen him and immediately called for help: "Xia Lin, where did you go just now? I thought you didn't want me. Xia Lin, please help me--"
Xia Lin said to the doctor. "Look, I'm his friend. I probably know what's wrong with his spirit. Please don't use stabilizers on him. Let me try to talk to him." The
doctor pondered for a moment and said to Song Yan: "Mr. Song, let's let you go now. I hope you can calm down, okay?"
Song Yan's eyes kept on Xia Lin, and he nodded indiscriminately.
So several medical staff helped him back to the hospital bed.
Before exiting the ward, the attending doctor whispered to Xia Lin: "The patient is now very unstable. It is very likely to have a tendency to self-harm, and it may harm people around him. We have taken away all the sharp weapons in the ward, but you also need time. Be vigilant, if the situation becomes difficult to control, you will immediately ring the bell to notify me."
"Okay." Xia Lin nodded.
After everyone withdrew, Xia Lin closed the door with his backhand, then walked to Song Yan and sat down.
Song Yan grabbed his hand and said, "Xia Lin, I'm not crazy, I just...but my mind is a little messy, you believe me!"
"I believe you." Xia Lin nodded, "Do you have anything to think about right?" I said?"
"I." Song Yan lost his eyes for a moment, and there was an unspeakable sadness on his face, and he said incoherently, "I don't know what's going on, it always comes to mind that you are lying in a funeral home. There is also Brother Liang. Brother Liang is standing next to me, and we are all sad... I originally thought it was a dream, but after waking up, this sad mood still lasts for a long time, as if it happened in reality. Things. When I think of these pictures, my brain hurts and I canât stand the pain. There are many other pictures that bother me, one for you, one for Luotong, another for my father, and many pictures for me. I have never experienced it before, but I donât know why, and it feels as real as if it has happened, especially Luo Tong. I am obviously only friends with him, but why I think I am with him..."
He suddenly stopped and raised his eyes carefully to look at Xia Lin: "No, I mean, I am always disturbed by some unfamiliar pictures, they give me some illusions, as if I have done those things before, even the feeling is So real..."
"You saw that you were with Yu Luotong, right?" Xia Lin said calmly, "You love him madly, and you will break with your father for him."
Song Yan didn't understand why Xia Lin would do it . He opened his mouth, but was unable to refute it. It took a long time to murmur: "Xia Lin, why do you know this?"
"Could it be. Is this true? I clearly remember that I went to a different university from him," But why is there a picture in my mind of being with him on a university campus, and that school is very unfamiliar, I have never been to it, but I am very familiar with the plants and trees there. Xia Lin, what happened to me? , Do you know something?"
Xia Lin didn't answer. He forced himself to look at Song Yan from the perspective of others objectively and calmly. His tone became calmer than ever, even colder.
"Song Yan, do you want to be forced to inject stabilizers by the doctor?" Song Yan
immediately shook his head.
"In the next few days, perhaps more chaotic and disorderly pictures will appear in your mind. You need a little time to arrange these pictures. In this process, you must control your emotions and can no longer arbitrarily alarm the doctor. Otherwise, I won't be able to save you, do you understand?"
Song Yan didn't understand it very well. He looked at Xia Lin and begged: "Xia Lin, you must know what is right, can you tell me. "
I don't need me to tell you these things," Xia Lin said, "after you sort out your clues, you will naturally understand."