My Little Mom is the Richest

Because mentally ill patients are severely resistant to drugs, sometimes doctors will be helpless and even violent.

Mu Qiu waited outside for two full hours for the patient to finish taking the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Mu Qiu entered the ward again and found that the patient was not as energetic as when Mu Qiu first came in, and was now a bit more vicissitudes of life.

"Are you okay?" Mu Qiu asked uneasily when he saw the patient's pale face when he came in.

The patient also noticed the worry and uneasiness in Mu Qiu's eyes, and said in a very soft voice: "I'm fine now, but I don't have much strength anymore."

"You should have heard it just now. Now you should believe that the horror I said is real?" Although the patient was exhausted, he still said hard.

"Seeing that you are really having a hard time, is it okay for me to ask you today? Why don't you just rest and I'll come visit you another day." Mu Qiu asked.

"It's okay, just keep asking. I'm not at the point where I can't speak yet," the patient said firmly.

"This girl is really strong and tenacious." Mu Qiu couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Okay! Shall I start then?" Mu Qiu continued to ask.

"Yeah." The patient nodded in response.

"That day you said you wore glasses because you didn't want to see colors, right? What I want to ask is why you don't want to see colors so much?"

"If this world had no color, it would be so boring. How terrifying would it be?" Mu Qiu asked.

"I knew you would say that and ask that."

"There are indeed many reasons why I don't like colors, but I don't think the world is so beautiful with colors. In my opinion, the world is beautiful in black and white." The patient said.

After finishing speaking, the patient continued: "I used to look outside every morning after getting up, because the world outside is very beautiful, and the whole sky is blue and white, so I like blue."

"Because blue is my lucky color. If it is black, I will feel gray all day long, which will also make my mood clouded by dark clouds."

"When I was in middle school, I accidentally discovered that with this pair of glasses, as soon as I put them on, I couldn't see any color, and I became black and white." The patient said while holding the glasses on his eyes.

"Do you know why I suddenly wear these glasses?" The patient looked at Mu Qiu and asked.

Mu Qiu shook her head. If he had known, he would not have made a second visit.

"Because I saw pink and red." The patient suddenly said with fear.

"Why? Do pink and red have any impact on you? And aren't they both very festive colors?" Mu Qiu asked.

"Because these two colors are the colors of the dead," the patient replied.

Mu Qiu was even more confused, dead person?

"Because I saw my grandma die, the relatives and friends around me, as well as some gossip news and natural and man-made disasters were full of these two colors." The patient explained.

"Can you give some more examples? I'm still not sure? If you don't want to answer, you can say something else." Mu Qiu asked cautiously.

"Uh uh uh... I saw these two colors because my grandma died." The patient said, reluctant to mention it.

Mu Qiu knew that this might be the scar that this patient was least willing to reveal. . ,,.