Chapter 350: Bai Yun is out of Xiu

(18) White clouds out of Xiu

Qingyun has a very eye-catching beauty mole on his forehead. It's red.

She makes people feel like white clouds, and there is a taste of Qiong Yao's girls who don't eat the fireworks of the world.

Qingyun has a very fierce stepmother, and every time she conflicts with her stepmother, her heroic father sends her here.

She came here as if she was going back to her mother's home.

Her handsome brother brought her something delicious and took him out for a ride.

In addition to her taciturn and slow movements, she is pleasing to the eye.

I know why the four wards don't wear the striped hospital gowns, which also function as shelters and sanatoriums.

is also in the detention center, isn't the doctor's electric shock like a baton!

My favorite is sound therapy.

In an elegant and pleasant room with a dark green carpet, it should be pleasant to put on headphones and close your eyes and listen to a piece of music.

But I had auditory hallucinations when I went, and I didn't know what kind of music was playing.

Today, Meishuang told me that they were queuing up to go to sound therapy, so I followed in.

The strange thing is that I still don't know what to put on.

And that room wasn't at all like what I had seen before.

Take medicine, take body temperature, blood pressure measurement, physiotherapy every day, and nothing else.

At our strong request, the reading room is open for us two afternoons a week.

I went through the magazine, but I couldn't read it.

Just look at the headlines, and those headlines are strung together to convey a frightening message.

For as long as I can remember, I haven't been separated from the book for a moment, and now I am really special.

The pain is fading. Under the infrared light of the physiotherapy room, there were only three pains left in my body.

And my heart began to ache faintly.

(19) Insulin and breeze

Except for the meal time, I knew 10 a.m.

Because at that time, the person who did "insulin" came back and was eating steamed porridge.

It is said that the steamed porridge specially prepared for them is particularly delicious.

I was hungry and watched with envy as they ate big, white steamed buns.

My mom asked me to go for insulin therapy.

Mom said, "Try them all, maybe when will you try them?"

I think it's also an experience that ordinary people can't get.

As a result, in a cold big room, the doctor used a syringe to exchange needles for dozens of us and made us lie on the wooden board. I felt like I wasn't asleep at all.

The steamed buns and porridge were just like that, but I ate them all before my mother brought the pickles.

"Is it really delicious?" asked Xiao Biyu and Mei Shuang.

"I didn't taste anything," I said, "but I was hungry." ”

Think about it, who would be surprised if they didn't eat anything in the morning and then lie down for two hours and wake up without feeling that anything is a delicacy of the mountains and seas.

Qingyun's brother came again and took her out to play every day.

It was late today, and they went to the night market.

I finally recognized Qingyun's brother as a movie star. His armed sunglasses and the like still have some effect.

I only thought he was "handsome" those days, but today in the evening daylight, his eyes are full of charm.

No girl can afford not to be captivated by these eyes.

Although my eyesight was very poor, he took off his sunglasses, held my hand and said, "Xiaoyun is so lucky to have such a friend of you, thank you!"

At this time, I couldn't say a word, I had seen countless men's eyes, and I was never speechless.

Maybe it's my eyesight, maybe it's the evening daylight, maybe it's his sincere gratitude...... I consoled myself.

This is a psychiatric hospital, and here there is only white, hollow white. Romance cannot be bred here.