lcionline Chapter 280 Killing without blood
Chapter 280 Killing without blood
The fourth diary entry was written this morning, but the content inside makes people more and more frightened the more they read it.
[I woke up at 4am today. I felt my sleep was getting worse and worse. I seemed to wake up after only a few hours of sleep. I felt very tired and wanted to sleep so much! So I forced myself to sleep with my eyes closed, but this time, I had a nightmare.
I dreamed that Chihiro got married. Not long after the wedding, Chihiro went to the hospital to give birth to a child. I was very happy when I received the news of her giving birth. I thought about going to the store to buy a gift for the child, but on the way to buy the gift, I was hit by a car and died...】
The diary was written here, and then two lines were left before continuing.
[I woke up, feeling very sleepy, and slept for another ten minutes, but these ten minutes seemed like a lifetime, because I had another nightmare. This time, I dreamed that Chihiro gave birth to a child. I was very happy. I was holding the twin daughters born by Chihiro and playing with them, but when I turned around, I was on the roof of the hospital! Chihiro's twin daughters were gone, and Chihiro kept reaching out to me from the opposite side, but my feet were hanging in the air, and I fell off the roof!
After I opened my eyes, I realized it was another dream, so I didn’t dare to sleep. I was afraid of having another nightmare. I was also afraid that if I fell asleep and woke up, my parents would see me and they would worry about me! So I tried my best not to sleep.
But if I don't sleep, I can't control my tears. I'm so hungry, but when I think of food, I feel nauseous. I keep wanting to vomit, and the nausea and crying make my chest hurt so much! It hurts so much that I cry! I can't even read my phone or books. When I write these words, my body hurts as soon as I put force on the pen tip...】
Having written this far, this time I took five lines off from the diary and continued writing.
[I just fell asleep again by accident. This time I slept for an hour, but it felt like a lifetime. This time, the nightmare was longer and more terrifying than before. I dreamed that I was dead! But I don’t understand why I always die over and over in my dreams. I died by jumping off a building, being hit by a car, and being strangled to death by Chihiro!
Qianxun is my best friend, how could she kill me! I guess it's because I'm not in good health that I have these bizarre dreams. I've studied Chinese medicine, and the medical books say that Chinese medicine says that many dreams are caused by excessive liver fire and heat disturbing the mind. It's not good for me. It took so long to treat such a small disease.
I think I should sleep less in the future! If Chihiro knew that I dreamed of her as a bad guy, she would definitely ignore me. My illness has been going on for so long and it has already put her under mental pressure. 】
After reading it, Wu Yu's hands holding the notebook began to tremble more and more, and she looked at her husband Peng An helplessly.
"Hubby, look at our daughter. She actually dreamed of committing suicide. No wonder she has been acting so abnormal these days. Isn't this a manifestation of depression? What can we do?"
When Peng An saw this, his brows furrowed tightly, and he continued to turn to the next page.
At the end, there is another diary entry, and the date is still today.
"Strange, why did Xiaoxiao write two entries for the same day?" Peng An wondered.
"She's having a nightmare, so it's not surprising. Stop talking nonsense and let's see what our daughter wrote."
Wu Yu wiped away her tears and continued reading. This time, the entire diary only had two or three paragraphs.
[This morning, the nurse came to check on me. She said I had lost a lot of weight and told me to take my medicine on time, relax and not think too much. I found it so strange. I ate on time every day and didn’t think too much about it. I just ate and slept. Why do some people still think that I am not obedient?
I don't mean to blame the nurses. I know the doctors and nurses are doing it for my own good, but I did everything they asked. Why should I be criticized? Should I die?
Perhaps, I am not a good enough person. As someone's adopted daughter, I cause trouble to others. As my parents' biological daughter, I make them worry about me. As a friend, I have been ill for a long time and have added pressure to my friends. As a junior, I have made Grandpa Xing worry about me even at his age. Maybe I really shouldn't be alive. I am redundant. 】
After reading it, Wu Yu felt weak all over and almost fell down. The notebook in her hand fell to the ground with a "click".
"Xiaoxiao, what's going on...husband! Our daughter is showing suicidal tendencies! She can't bear it anymore!" Wu Yu let her husband support her and she almost fainted.
"Isn't this the typical symptom of depression mentioned on the Internet? Husband! You must think of a solution quickly. What should we do? We finally found our daughter, and nothing can happen to her! She is our life. If anything happens to her, I will die! Wuuuuu!"
At the end of her speech, Wu Yu burst into tears, and even the patients' family members who passed by couldn't help but look at her a few more times.
Peng An picked up the diary, and thought about his daughter's condition in the morning and what Dean Qi said, his brows furrowed tightly.
He opened the diary and read it again. After reviewing it in his mind for a long time, he frowned and said, "Don't cry. What we need to do now is to find our daughter's heart knot so that we can help her get through the difficulties. I took a closer look and found something strange in it."
Wu Yu immediately stopped crying and asked, "What's strange?"
Peng An handed the notebook to her and said, "Look, our daughter mentioned Jiang Qianxun in every diary entry, except her fiancé, Xing Mingyu."
Wu Yu flipped through the book randomly and nodded: "It's true!"
"Secondly, my daughter was in a bad mood at first because Jiang Qianxun came to see her. Later, as Jiang Qianxun came to see her more often, she started to become depressed and even had nightmares!"
"Also, my daughter went from being happy about saving people to later mentioning that she wanted to commit suicide. This change was too big. She seemed to be under a lot of mental pressure! But, she is alone in the hospital recovering from her illness. Who would put mental pressure on her?"
Wu Yu stamped her feet in anger: "Need I say more? It must have been given by Jiang Qianxun, and I'm sure Jiang Qianxun must have said a lot of unpleasant things in private! Didn't Old Master Xing say that this woman is very scheming, and even he is no match for her. It's not easy to drive Xiaoxiao crazy!"
After saying that, Wu Yu hugged her husband and cried bitterly: "Wow, why is it so miserable? I finally found my daughter, but she has to be harmed like this!"
Peng An hurried to comfort his wife, and the two of them stood quietly in the corridor, both immersed in the grief of their daughter's depression.
Only after Wu Yu had cried enough did the two of them calm down.
"Okay, now that our daughter is sick, crying here will not help. Fortunately, we have seen the diary and know what our daughter is worried about, so things will not be difficult to deal with. So, I will tell Dean Qi about our daughter's condition and see what they will say. You go back and take care of our daughter first. She is in this condition now, and we cannot let her stay alone. We must stay with her every step of the way."
Wu Yu thought this made sense, so she tried to calm herself down. She then put the notebook into her husband's pocket and went back to look after her daughter.
Peng An turned around and went to Dean Qi's office.
"Knock knock!"
"Please come in." Dean Qi's voice soon sounded from inside.
Peng An went in.
"It's Mr. Peng." Dean Qi, who was typing on his phone, put down his phone immediately when he saw the person coming: "Please take a seat."
Peng An was worried about his daughter and had no intention of sitting down. Instead, he took out the notebook from his pocket and went straight to the point telling her the contents of the notebook and his concerns. Finally, he looked at Dean Qi with a pleading face.
"Dean Qi, I have said so much just to clarify one question. My wife always says that my daughter likes someone, but why does she not mention the man she seems to love in her diary, but instead frequently mentions her best friend?"
Dean Qi was flipping through the diary. He thought for a moment and replied to Peng An, "Mr. Peng, according to what you said, your daughter seems to like someone very much, but she didn't mention him in her diary. This is a bit like the theory of self-efficacy."
"What do you mean?"
"To give a simple example, if a person feels that the role model's behavior is within her ability, she will try to imitate the behavior. On the contrary, if a person has a low sense of self-efficacy, she will feel that the role model's behavior is far beyond her ability, which will hinder her from taking positive actions.
This applies to relationships, to Miss Huang, that is, when Miss Huang likes someone, she will observe the opposite sex around her favorite person and compare them. If she feels that she is capable of competing, she will take action. If she finds that she cannot compete, she will retreat, distance herself, or even lose her enthusiasm. "
Peng An tried to digest it and asked back, "So what you mean is that the more my daughter loves someone, the more she will deliberately avoid him/her. This is the source of her pain. What should I do?"
"That's the theory, but since we don't have a psychology department in our hospital, you'd better find a psychiatrist to diagnose her in detail."
After saying that, Dean Qi pushed the notebook over and said, "Ms. Huang's mental stress is far more serious than her illness, and it has affected the effect of her treatment. I wonder if Mr. Peng plans to transfer her to a public hospital, or if he has other arrangements?"
Peng An asked back, "I wonder if Dean Qi has any suggestions?"
Dean Qi, who looked kind, put his hands on the desk, his fingers dancing on them. He looked at Peng An meaningfully, "My suggestion is to transfer to another hospital, because the linear fracture of the ribs is not a particularly serious injury, and it can be cured in most hospitals. Going to some public hospitals with psychology departments, with two-way treatment, will have a much better effect.
We are a private hospital. Although our strength is not bad, our strongest departments are gynecology and internal medicine. Surgery and psychology are indeed lacking. If you can take the patient to a large hospital with both medical ethics and strength, maybe he will get better faster. "
Peng An was obviously persuaded. He asked back, "But we don't know the strength of the hospital outside. Does President Qi have any recommendations?"
“As far as I know, there is a hospital that has a nationally and internationally renowned expert who is also very good at both psychology and surgery.
But he has a shortcoming, he is too straightforward, no matter how serious the illness is, he will tell the patient and family all at once, so some patients and family members don't like his way of expression, for example, those patients who deliberately conceal their illness don't like him, because he reveals other people's secrets! Some people with poor psychological tolerance will not be able to accept it, but his professional ability is beyond doubt. "
Peng An smiled and said, "This is a good thing. I am afraid that some doctors may conceal the patient's condition."
Dean Qi listened, his eyebrows slightly curved, and at the same time handed over a business card: "Okay. This is the expert's business card, Mr. Peng, take it, you communicate with the patient, if you want to transfer to another hospital, we will help you cooperate."
Peng An took the business card and said thank you several times before leaving the dean's office.
However, when Peng An returned to the ward and told his daughter that she loved Xing Mingyu too much and was worried about losing Xing Mingyu, which led to depression, and now urgently needed to be transferred to another hospital for treatment, Wu Yu, who was scolding Jiang Qianxun for being shameless, had not yet reacted when Huang Xiaoxiao, who was originally sleeping, woke up.
When she heard that her parents were going to transfer her to another hospital and that she would have to face a very straightforward specialist, she spoke weakly.
"Dad...Mom...I don't want to be transferred to another hospital. I just have a minor problem. How can it be that serious? I won't go."
Wu Yu kept wiping away tears: "You are about to commit suicide for Xing Mingyu, isn't that serious? Xiaoxiao, be obedient, your top priority now is to recover from your illness first, and we can talk about other things later. Even if you want to blame mom for this matter, mom will transfer you away!"