Chapter 97

Pei Xin and Li Wenyu were sitting on the couch, and the doctor was explaining the situation to Pei Pingjin.

The doctor's description was detailed enough and even avoided some professional words. After hearing this, Pei Pingjin pondered for a moment and narrowed his eyes in confusion: "You are saying that Pei Xin's medication treatment will be more effective than closed treatment." "

The doctor's face froze: "...Mr. Pei's current condition is indeed not too serious. The memory loss and disturbance of consciousness are relatively mild. He can indeed be treated conservatively first."

"How long do you think conservative treatment will take? "Pei Pingjin became a little impatient because of his hesitation, and glanced at Pei Xin with a serious face, "I used to let him be too free, and that's why he made himself look like neither a human nor a ghost. He didn't treat him in isolation. , he will only continue to go crazy and become a real mental illness like his mother."

The doctor said: "Mr. Pei's condition has been delayed for too long. Even with closed treatment, there is no guarantee that it can be cured and can only be temporarily controlled. The most important thing about a disease is not physical control, but psychological healing, that is, heart disease. Mr. Pei is extremely resistant to closed treatment and prefers to stay with familiar people. This may be the most effective treatment. "

Pei Pingjin said calmly: "You mean you are sure you can cure him?"

But the doctor almost broke into a cold sweat and was speechless for a while.

Pei Pingjin turned to look at Pei Xin, his son had been lawless for too long. In the past, even his father was arrogant, but now, Pei Xin is sitting here, the wounds on his face are clearly visible, and the hospital gown confines him, making him easy to handle, and he looks a little bit... Be satisfied.

"I can cure him."

Li Wenyu's voice was calm, but it was particularly clear in the quiet ward. He looked directly at Pei Pingjin, a middle-aged man who looked majestic and unfathomable. His expression remained unchanged and he continued to say word by word: "I will cure Pei Xin. He is not a mental patient."

Pei Xin sat down. Beside him, the originally frozen brows melted almost instantly and became a little worried. In a stunned and incredible manner.

He turned his head slowly, and Li Wenyu's intertwined fingers were twisted tightly, but his eyes were firm, neither happy nor angry, the natural gentleness and solemnity between his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips were pursed coldly, which made people want to rely on him. of.

"You?" Pei Pingjin glanced over, still looking at things with contempt, "As far as I know, you are not a doctor."

"I am indeed not a doctor," Li Wenyu said, "but after curing The doctor can't make a promise about Pei Xin, but I can."

Pei Pingjin raised his lips and asked, "Why do you make a promise?

" and trance were almost wiped out, leaving only the extremely oppressive coldness and silence: "If I have to answer you, he is the only one in the world who can cure me. Is this reason enough?"

Pei Pingjin held the tea cup. She paused her hands and glanced up at him: "So you are willing to cooperate with the treatment?"

Pei Xin's lips were still a little white, and his tone was deep: "I am cooperating with Li Wenyu."

Pei Pingjin's eyes fell. between the two of them.

Li Wenyu sat on the edge of the sofa, keeping a certain distance from Pei Xin's injured left hand. His face always had a tactful and calm look, which seemed incompatible with Pei Xin's sharpness and unscrupulousness, but was also faintly suppressed. With.

Pei Pingjin's expression was unclear: "I can give you two months. If there is no effect after two months, whether you want it or not, I will send you to the United States for closed treatment."

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After Pei Pingjin left, people in the corridor also Follow and withdraw.

Li Wenyu missed the visiting hours in the intensive care unit and could only stand outside the door and look at his grandma.

Grandma had many tubes inserted into her body and was still sleeping. Li Wenyu looked through the glass window and vaguely felt that grandma's temples were a little whiter again.

In the next few days, the experts arranged by Pei Xin came in one by one, and Li Wenyu always stood outside the door.

He was guarding the hospital. Li Teng was very worried about Ji He's affairs, so he came very rarely. Fortunately, grandma's body is slowly stabilizing, and her waking hours are getting longer and longer.

In order not to irritate her, Li Wenyu hid everything that happened in the past few days. He only said that Ji He and Li Teng were busy recently and did not have many opportunities to come over. They would come to accompany her after a while.

On the day when grandma was transferred to the general ward, Pei Xin could be discharged from the hospital.

After Li Wenyu took care of grandma's food, he was busy all afternoon just completing the formalities. Pei Xin originally wanted to see his grandma, but because he couldn't hide the injuries on his body, he never went.

Doctor Lin Ling always prescribed a lot of medicine for external application and internal use, which was almost full.

When he handed the medicine to Li Wenyu, he specifically warned: "Drugs for treating visual and auditory hallucinations have a certain irritation to the brain. After taking them, you will have headaches and dizziness, but you can't stop taking the medicine."

The medicine in his hand was heavy. Li Wenyu pursed his lips and asked: "Is it serious?"

The doctor smiled and sighed: "It varies from person to person. There is no one who doesn't have to endure hardships to treat the disease."

The bandage on Pei Xinxin's hand has not been removed yet. The car driven by Li Wenyu.

He took the driver's license test in college, but he hardly drove a car after that, and he was a little nervous for a while.

"If you're scared, I can call Uncle Zheng." Pei Xin sat in the passenger seat with a relaxed expression.

Li Wenyu took a breath, buckled his seat belt calmly, glanced at him and said, "You're not afraid of me. What are you afraid of?"

Before starting, he glanced at Pei Xin again and said calmly: "Buckle up the seat belt. "

Pei Xin'an nodded: "It's buckled."

Li Wenyu didn't drive too fast or too slowly. He looked normal on the already congested street during the evening rush hour. He didn't reveal himself until he was reversing into the apartment parking garage. I was a bit timid, and it took me a few more attempts to succeed.

Pei Xin watched from the side without commenting or speaking.

Li Wenyu was quite satisfied with this. He took the bag of colorful medicine boxes from his hand and muttered helplessly: "Why are you so brave when your hands are like this?"

Pei Xin took off his hand: "My right hand Okay."

"Okay..." Li Wenyu turned around and walked forward with a bad tone, "Okay, don't ask me for help if you need anything for a while."

It turns out that Li Wenyu is indeed very forward-looking, as soon as Pei Xing entered the door. It was very unsettling.

During his time in the hospital, Li Wenyu came back several times to get things. Although he came and went in a hurry, he still showed his face in front of Xiaobai, but Pei Xin did not, so Xiaobai seemed extremely enthusiastic when he saw him coming in, almost almost You have to jump up and pounce on him.

Pei Xin had many wounds on his body, and he would touch them if he wasn't careful. Not to mention that Xiao Bai didn't know how to measure. He didn't even have time to change his slippers. He stood at the entrance and took two steps back before standing still. He struggled to raise his left hand to avoid Xiao Bai. The head arched back and forth.

Li Wenyu wanted to sort out the pile of medicine while the doctor's instructions were still in his mind. When he heard the voice, he turned around and saw Pei Xin standing at the door with a dark face. He didn't know where the wound was patted by Xiaobai's claws. Take a breath.

Li Wenyu smiled lightly before calling out: "Xiao Bai! Come here."

Xiao Bai stopped and looked back at him, then ran over in a hurry.

Li Wenyu knelt down and touched its head, lowered his voice and asked in a sour voice: "Why do you just hang around him or not around me? Do you only want him but not me?"

How could Xiaobai understand, hum? Jiji kept rubbing his nose against his trouser leg.