Chapter 502 Treatment

Ryoichi stood in front of the rental house.

He was holding a convenience store bag in his hand. The convenience bag contained a variety of snacks, from salmon rice balls to bocca’s white balloon pudding. They were all the most popular among high school girls at this time. Every day he went to the convenience store. While shopping in the store, you can see three or two JK girls chatting in front of the shelves, like birds picking at grass seeds on the lawn. They are eye-catching but not annoying.

He stood in front of the door for a long time before slowly realizing where he was. He glanced at the pocket in his hand and then at the familiar rental house in front of him. He took out the key from his pocket and inserted it into the door lock but did not turn it open. .

He let go of his hand and let the bunch of keys be inserted into the door lock. He stood quietly in front of the door for a while. There was light coming out of the crack in the door. There was a black shadow in the light. There was someone waiting behind the door. His, but he just silently put the plastic bag in his hand at the door, turned around and left the door with the house number 204.

The lighter could not light the cigarette. He leaned against the guardrail of the corridor and looked at Tokyo at night. He pressed the button of the lighter mechanically in his hand and listened to the clicking sound of the motor in the plastic case. The expression on his face was hidden in It was difficult to see clearly in the shadow of the building.

Someone helped him light the fire in the darkness. He turned around to look. In the light of the fire, the girl handed over the lit match. He stared at the girl's face for a long time. He leaned over and lit the cigarette before the match burned out. , took a breath of the cold night air and turned away and spat outside the guardrail. The entire Tokyo night city, with its chaotic light and shadow, melted into the white smoke like ice cubes. When the night wind blew, the ice cubes melted away along with the white smoke. Only the still dazzling open flame in the cup was left.

"Are you surprised?" the girl asked.

"Well." Liang put the cigarette in his hand and placed it on the edge of the guardrail. He turned around and tried to look at the girl's face again, but the match had gone out. They both stood in the darkness, each other's faces blurred, "I used to When I had this dream, I wanted to open the door and find you every time, but it ended up being the same nightmare.”

"What kind of nightmare, Brother Ryoichi, can you tell me?"

"I opened the door and saw a mask of a minister, and then you died."

"Do you feel sad when you wake up from the dream?"

"Won't."

"Why."

"That's because I know that this is not a dream, all of this has really happened in reality." Ryoichi chuckled and whispered.

"So you're going to keep having this dream until you die?"

"Probably." Liang nodded.

The two of them stopped talking in the darkness, and their mood was as dull as a small room without ventilation, which made people want to take a big breath of fresh air. Maybe his expression now was like the face of a drowned person emerging from the water, but in the darkness No one can see anyone's face in there, so maybe it doesn't matter if it looks ugly.

"It's just a dream," he said softly.

The door that couldn't be opened, the lighter that couldn't be lit, and the girl's face that couldn't really be seen, every detail revealed the fact that this was an undesirable dream.

He didn't know how many times he had had this dream. He had wanted to change it and live a happy life, but the nightmare was there. No matter how hard he tried, the ending had already been written, not to mention that in reality the nightmare had already become a reality.

"Yes, this is just a dream." The girl beside him said softly,

"You won't be able to find me after you wake up from the dream."

Hearing the girl's words, Ryoichi's emotions came to the edge of collapse for no reason. He looked at the hazy Tokyo in the white smoke with a sullen face in the darkness. He felt that something in his chest couldn't stop cracking, and then secreted sour liquid. Penetrating into his blood vessels and flesh - it was sadness, and sometimes he could only feel this painful emotion in his dreams.

He can silently lay flowers in front of the grave, but in his dreams he will cry like a frustrated child.

After a long time, the girl spoke, "Jingchuan Wu is a pretty good child. Compared to me, she is the real victim of this society. If you didn't appear, there would be no underworld, no mixed race, and no Dragons, superpowers and all that messy stuff, she will only be accompanied by endless domestic violence, and there is nothing special that can save her from the gray-black water."

"Yeah." Ryoichi replied softly.

"Go and see her when you miss me. It's better than having nightmares every day." The girl said with a smile.

"Yeah." Ryoichi replied softly.

In the end, the two stopped talking, and the cigarette outside the guardrail burned out, and the ashes hung low and trembled gently in the wind.

"Qianxun, I miss you so much," the boy said.

"I miss you too." The girl looked at the illuminated city under the night sky, "until the moon comes back to you."

The soot outside the guardrail fell, fell into the darkness, and kept falling.

The white-gray dust is like the silver petals falling into the deepest gurgling water and being carried further away. Keep moving forward, moving forward, and never look back.

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The light in the golden eyes gradually faded away, and the woman in formal attire closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her eyes had returned to a dull brown color.

She gently took back the hand on the patient's forehead, picked up the thick folder on the chair next to her, stood up from the bed, turned and walked towards the door of the ward, pausing when she reached out and held the door handle. After a moment, he looked back at the man with an oxygen tube and an infusion needle on the bed. After a silent sigh, he opened the door and walked out.

Outside the door is the corridor of the hospital. There is no traffic in the white corridor. The incandescent lamp shines on the floor, making everything clean and deserted. A boy is sitting on a chair against the wall, waiting quietly until the woman opens the door and walks out. , and then his eyes slowly moved to her body.

The woman walked up to the boy and bowed gently. The subordinate reported respectfully to the superior, "The treatment has been completed. I have done my best in everything I can do."

"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Muramatsu, please sit down and take a rest." Lin Nian said.

"It's not hard work. It's a subordinate's honor to be able to complete the orders of superiors." Muramatsu Tomoko sat on the chair next to the boy. Her legs were slightly tilted and she placed the thick folder on it and opened it. Inside was the ward. Regarding the patient's life, "The treatment was completed very well. Maybe it was because the injury was too severe. The patient did not resist. Maybe after waking up, he just thought he had a dream, right?"

"I don't expect this to solve everything. People like him know what is true and what is false. But even if it is false, people sometimes need something to comfort them, so as long as the doctor does it carefully , I am very grateful to you." Lin Nian said.

"No way." Muramatsu Tomoko shook her head in fear, "It is the responsibility of our psychology department to provide psychological treatment to patients. Let alone thank you, it is something wrong with us. The commissioner of the Executive Bureau will conduct a regular psychological examination every year. Assessment, now it seems that we actually missed such a patient with huge psychological problems, which is the fault that should be held accountable."

"Although I'm not a member of your executive bureau, from what I can see, he will probably dodge every summons for psychological evaluation within your bureau with various excuses." Lin Nian said, "I'll ask your director. After some of the things he has done in recent years, he has no intention of calming down under those circumstances."

"He has been under a lot of psychological pressure for a long time recently." Muramatsu Tomoko looked back at the closed door of the ward and said.

"After I left last time, he chose to join the Executive Directorate. In less than a year, he completed 18 tasks independently and 24 tasks collaboratively. There were no repair days. For him, every day was a new lick. In the bloody days, what kept him going was obsession, an obsession that could not be dissuaded, and a crazy hatred for an organization." Lin Nian said, "I once thought that he would become depressed and quit the underworld, but he didn't. Thinking that this was the result, something might have stimulated him, but I don’t know the specific reason.”

"Are the organizations you're talking about referring to the Fierce Ghosts?" Tomoko Muramatsu suddenly lowered her voice and asked.

"Does Dr. Muramatsu know?" Lin Nian was a little surprised.

"Some specialists with severe psychological trauma often mention the name of this organization. Moreover, during the 'hypnosis' process, I can also see the memories of some patients." Muramatsu Tomoko said softly, "In the consciousness of many patients, The word "monsters" has been linked to various horrors. Most people need hypnosis to reduce their fear and avoidance and regain the courage to fight. This is better for us to guide and deal with. But you can His friends are different. He is more impressed by hatred and anger towards the fierce ghosts. He may have some fear, but it has been suppressed to the deepest place and cannot be found. Patients like this are generally difficult to treat. , my seniors have come into contact with several, and their endings are all the same."

"Did he burn himself up like self-immolation?" Lin Nian said, "Actually, if I hadn't been there this time, his ending would have been the same, so I found a doctor to find a way to help."

"I have done the best I can. Whether I can truly come out of it depends on the patient himself." Muramatsu Tomoko nodded and said, "If you want to get out of a past, it is better to find a new story. This is my Advice to your friends or medical advice.”

"I will tell you in a suitable way." Lin Nian nodded.

Before preparing to leave, Muramatsu Tomoko looked down at the folder again, hesitated for a while and finally decided, saying, "If possible, let him go back to the place where he lived before."

Lin Nian looked at her, and she sighed softly and said, "Escape is shameful but useful, but you can't keep running away in your life. After all, the further you escape, the harder it is to turn back."

"I understand." Lin Nian nodded.

After Tomoko Muramatsu left, he sat there for a while and glanced at the folder left by the doctor on the chair beside him. On it was a page of a girl's file. He closed the folder gently, stood up and walked towards The door of the ward. The man in the hospital bed behind the door woke up. He might be crying because of the previous dream, or he might be making up his mind about the future. No matter what, he always needs someone to accompany him. It can't be a relative, but a friend. .

He is happy to be a man's friend, chat with him, and talk about past sufferings, current difficulties, and future expectations.