365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

The ward is not big, plus the bathroom is about 20 square meters, but there are not many things, one bed, one table, two chairs, the windows reach the level of bulletproof glass, hard objects cannot be broken, and there are no sharp objects in the room. The tables and chairs were tightly wrapped in cloth blankets, and no sound was produced when they moved. The entire room was turned into silent mode.

After Chu Yu entered the door, she sat on the chair behind the table. She was as light as possible, and her breathing dropped an octave, fearing that the opponent might be repulsed.

The patient was sitting on the bed at the moment, leaning on the window sill, facing out the window, not knowing whether he was taking a nap or watching the reaction, or just didn't want to take care of her, and gave her a back view.

Chu Yu looked at her back with peace of mind, thinking: What's the name... Xia Yihan, it's really cold as frost, and it is similar to Xia Haihai. How did this parents change their name to Xia Sihuo Duo? Okay, Xia Nuannuan is fine. When I am called by someone like that every day, I will be a little bit more alive when I get hints in my heart.

His mind was galloping like a wild dog running off the rein, but Chu Yu's body remained motionless. Except for entering the door, he made no sound during the whole process, quietly accompanying the patient Ms. Xia.

I don't know how long it took, Xia Yihan turned around and looked behind him.

Chu Yu stared at her and smiled at her. The corners of her mouth were raised thirty degrees. It was neither exaggerated nor stiff. This was the professional smile she developed after visiting countless mentally ill friends, which perfectly concealed her true reaction and mood.

But in fact, Chu Yu’s reaction was slightly startled, and was startled by the girl’s face in front of her for a moment-her facial features were extremely beautiful, like a sketch of a landscape painting drawn with a pencil, which was elegant, because she was carrying the light and the outline of her face was obscured. The light cut is clear and detailed, which adds to the delicate energy.

Xia Yihan got off the bed and sat across from Chu Yu. She was facing the sky, but she was not haggard. Her eyes were black, her lips were ruddy, her hair was black and shiny, and she was a potential spokesperson for shampoo advertising.

"Your hair is beautiful." Chu Yu smiled softly.

Xia Yihan did not respond. She crossed her hands and placed it on the table. Her two index fingers stood up opposite each other, as if she was chanting a spell and gestured.

Chu Yu learned her look, made the same hand shape, and sat opposite her. At first glance, it really looked like the two of them were engaged in a cult exchange.

"Are you afraid to live alone in a room?"

Xia Yihan changed his gesture, clenching his fists, overlapping them, still rubbing slightly.

Chu Yu followed along and asked, "Is that right, with the left hand up?"

Xia Yihan stared at her hand for a moment, then ten fingers intertwined with each other, the gestures were complex and changeable.

At this time, Chu Yu did not follow. Although appropriate imitation of the mental patients' favor, she suddenly doubted whether these gestures were the mute words created by this baby. The whole world is the only one she understands! What should I do if I am scolding her? For example, overlapping hands means: look at you, you are so stupid!

She thought for a moment, and then humblely asked, "I don't understand this gesture. Can you teach me?"

Xia Yihan leaned his head on the palm, staring at Chu Yu with a pair of eyes, but he didn't speak.

Chu Yu felt uncomfortable for a while. There was a triangular area from his eyes to his forehead. If he was stared at by others, he would feel a sense of oppression. Usually, it created an oppressive tension during the interrogation. Usually, few people would look at others that way.

Chu Yu saw Xia Yihan's appearance, but he was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was even more young because he kept Qi Liuhai. He had only been weaned for more than ten years, so how could he look at people like that when they met?

She was not afraid at all, and looked back. The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and Xia Yihan didn't mean to cooperate at all. Chu Yu's eyes dimmed, preparing to perform mandatory hypnosis.

Xia Yihan's head suddenly tilted, grinning, and the teeth showed out, "Hello, sister!"

Chu Yu was taken aback, almost unable to control her expression. She adjusted her state quickly, nodding and saying, "Hello."

"I wanted to be called Auntie, but I was afraid that sister would be angry."

Hey, dead boy!

Chu Yu felt crazy in her heart. She was four or five years older than this baby. Now this baby wants to be called her aunt! Then, after such a calculation, should she be called her five-year-old aunt when she was just born?

Although his heart was rushing, Chu smiled more and more rationally, "You can call it this way, it depends on your preference."

Xia Yihan rubbed his nose, thought for a while, and said solemnly: "Let's call my sister, so it makes me more sensible."

Chu Yu kept smiling. If she said this to a normal adult, she would definitely be a giant needle in her backhand.

"Then you can tell my sister, what does the gesture just now mean?"

"Gestures?" Xia Yihan opened his eyes, looked confused, and suddenly reacted, "Oh, I was bitten by mosquitoes on my fingers yesterday. It's a bit itchy. I was tickling it just now."

Chu Yu: "..."

After seeing many abnormal people for so many years, Chu Yu can do well in most cases. It is she who leads the other party's thoughts, then spies on the other party's problems, and prescribes the right remedy. Today, this one does not feel like playing cards according to common sense.

At the same time, she knew in her heart. Dean Hu mentioned that Xia Yihan was identified as an adult with autism and has language and social barriers. The words of Xia Yihan are round and round, with all the emotions that should be included in the language, and when he speaks with an expression, or with a smile, or low eyebrows thinking, these few details, autism can be ruled out.

Could it be bipolar disorder?

While thinking, Chu Yu suddenly heard Xia Yihan say, "Sister, I want to touch you."

Chu Yu was stunned again. This was the first time she heard a patient say this to her. Mental patients have a mentality of resistance to the real world. In general, they avoid close contact with others except when they kill and fight.

"why?"

Xia Yihan smiled embarrassedly, her lips bent into the shape of a crescent, her arms folded, her head resting on her arms, staring at Chu Yu from the bottom up, her eyes projected from the clean pupils, all clear. stand up.

"Because my sister must be very slippery, like meat from the gills of a fish."

"Fish gills?" Chu Yu felt strange.

"Yes," Xia Yihan straightened up, comparing one hand to a knife and the other to a fish. "Use a knife to cut the fish in the middle, divide it into two, take out the internal organs, and align the gills to dig out a 2 cm square. The red and white meat is closely connected to the gills of the fish. The fish has to breathe non-stop, so this piece of meat has become more elastic, vigorous, quality, and feels the best."

As she said, she suddenly stretched out her hand and leaned toward Chu Yu's neck. The neck was still thin and pale, as if it could be broken by just twisting it with her hand.

Chu Yuzheng listened earnestly. She was surprised when she was here. She reacted quickly. As soon as she rubbed her fingers on the skin on her neck, she stood up suddenly, and the chair collapsed. Enough sound.

Chu Yu touched her neck, the affinity she had just swept away between her eyebrows and eyes, and she became cold and solemn. She placed her left hand on the alarm button, and her right hand was not far from the doorknob, ready to grab the door at any time.

Xia Yihan's eyes were wide open, her double eyelids were very delicate, the tails of her eyes were turned upwards, and her eyes were like peach blossoms, and once they were round, they were very watery and harmless to humans and animals.

"Sister, what's the matter with you, did pop-up candy suddenly grow on the chair?"

Chu Yu's cold hair seemed to have commanded his brain, and he stood up straight, and his adrenaline soared. In fact, Xia Yihan's movements were quite gentle just now, like a lover stroking each other's cheeks or helping each other to organize his clothes, but Chu Yu has always kept it to her. Be vigilant, so her every move will affect her nerves.

Chu Yu repeatedly told herself in her mind: This child is not violent, and will not be violent. Look at the gentleness of her small arms and legs!

Two seconds later, Chu Yu recovered his composure and lifted the stool from the ground. "Sorry, the chair legs suddenly become brittle. I will wait for repairs."

Hearing this, Xia Yihan stood up and patted the back of the chair, "Sister, you sit here. The chair was cursed by me this morning. The spell happened just now and it died."

Of course Chu Yu knew that the chair was very healthy, but she slumped down the donkey and sat on another armchair. When she sat down, her neck was cold and cold. For fear that Xia Yihan would convulse again, she reached out and touched her neck.

She gave the hospital's diagnosis report a red cross in her heart, and even wanted to give a failing grade-Xia Yihan said and laughed and touched, if it was autism, she would gnaw away the university's mental case textbook!

"You just reached out to touch my neck, did you want to see if my neck and fish gills feel the same?"

Xia Yihan jumped to the side of the bed in a few steps, sat down with her hands on the edge of the bed, she was wearing a hospital spring and autumn striped medical gown, the acromion bone raised the thin fabric high and thin because of her movements.

"Yes, sister is so smart!"

Chu Yu couldn't help laughing, and his lips rose in a beautiful arc.

If she is praised for being smart by a mentally ill friend, should she say "exceeding the prize"?

"Do you like fish?"

Seeing that Xia Yihan has entered the track of normal conversation, Chu Yu strikes while the iron is hot, trying to understand her inner world through indirect questions.

Xia Yihan wrapped her fingers around the corners of her clothes and began to fiddle around. She looked up at Chu Yu with a look of interest, "I like to kill fish."

"You would kill the fish yourself, how did you kill it?" Chu Yu thought to himself, could it be that she wanted to cast a spell again, and then the fish would die suddenly?

"Sister wants to know?" Xia Yihan laughed with a mysterious face, "I will teach you next time."

Chu Yu grew up, and the only living creature that had been killed was the mosquito who was working **** her feet to "plow", and she couldn't hold back any other chickens, ducks, and fishes, let alone cut the knife. However, she often used scalpels to dissect corpses and opened the cranial cavity of living people. She didn't shake her hands when she took a scalpel, but when she used it on animals, it was okay.

In the face of Xia Yihan's invitation, Chu Yu did not refuse, so he followed her words, and at the same time raised hidden questions, hoping to judge her specific thinking clarity and coherence.

The two of them came and talked with each other. Before I knew it, it was lunch time.

There was a knock on the door, and Chu Yu opened the door and saw a young nurse pushing the dining car that delivered lunch with a look of expectation.

"Doctor Chu, have you found anything?" The nurse lowered her voice.

Chu Yu smelled the scent of rice, his eyes wandered on the lunch box, "Not yet."

After speaking, she picked up two boxes of meals and smiled at the nurse, "Fish-scented pork shreds, the hospital food is really good."

Turning around, the smile on Chu Yu's face disappeared, and she felt that the situation was getting more and more complicated. The conversation lasted for two hours, and almost nothing was achieved. Except after judging that Xia Yihan did not have autism, there was no new development-the girl didn't know if she really didn't understand, or she was trying to pretend to be confused, always avoiding the most important issues, and taking the questions she raised. Around the distance, if she hadn't been paying attention to keeping her head sober, I'm afraid she would be led away!

After entering the room, Chu Yu put on a smile again on his face, opened the stainless steel lunch box, and the smell came out.

"At lunch time, is it your favorite dish?"

Xia Yihan stood by the window, just glanced at it and said, "I won't eat."

"What's wrong?"

"I want to eat your dishes."

Chu Yu almost blurted out: My father has never eaten the dishes I made!

But when the words came to my lips, I swallowed it anyhow, and changed my words, "Okay, I will do it tomorrow, and I will pack it for you."

Well, order a takeaway tomorrow.

Xia Yihan shook his head, "I want to eat now."

"If I have a chance in the future, I will cook it for you. Now that the chef in the cafeteria is here, I am afraid that he will be driven out."

(I'm afraid it will blow up the cafeteria and be bombed out.

Xia Yihan lowered the corners of her mouth, her chin became stuffed with dumplings, feeling wronged, "But I just want to eat the dishes made by my sister. I think about it now, okay?"

Chu Yu trembled all over, feeling an electric current rising from the soles of his feet, and every cell felt numb. She is usually indifferent, and she is naturally insulated from being coquettish. Few people dare to make a mistake in front of her. Now she is suddenly hit by Xia Yihan's crit. She feels that her spine is going to be crisp, and she is afraid that she will not agree. Sprinkle on her body.

Two minutes later, the nurse was called out of the ward by a bell, followed by a wave of young and strong medical staff. Seeing the posture, I wish I could hold a few machine-off guns to **** him, for fear of accidents.

"Doctor Chu, what's the matter?"

Chu Yu folded his hands and leaned on the door frame, "I just want to ask, is there any food I can cook in the cafeteria now?"

Nurse Yang looked at Chu Yu's slender hands, and asked cautiously, "You want to cook by yourself. Is the food in the cafeteria not in line with your appetite?"

"That's not the case," Chu Yu sighed almost inaudibly. "This little girl wants to eat the food I cook, or she goes on a hunger strike."

The nurses looked at each other, and then lowered their voices, "Or else, you and us will visit the kitchen. We will let the back cook make another one. Bring it over and say that you did it..."

Before she finished her words, the door behind Chu Yu suddenly opened. Xia Yihan stood behind her with a smile, with the sun shining brightly between her eyebrows, "Let's go, let's go to the cafeteria together, I want to see my sister cook and follow along!"

The medical staff in the corridor shut their mouths unanimously, looking at Xia Yihan as if they had stitches on their mouths, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

The author has something to say:

Xia Yihan: I want to touch my sister (=^▽^=)

Chu Yu: No, you want to murder me→_→

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