Turning around, I looked at Xia Min again: "Does he want to eat something?"
I'm a little hungry after working on it for so long, let alone a patient.
Chen Zhi's attitude towards Xia Min was a little gentler. Xia Min asked softly several times, but Chen Zhi always shook his head.
After a while, Xia Min stood up slowly: "Forget it if he doesn't eat. Let's rest first."
After all, there were several girls in the house. To be on the safe side, Chen Zhi and I slept in the same room.
Xia Min brought me a quilt, and I made a bed at the door.
As the room fell into darkness, it became extremely quiet.
Chen Zhi on the bed was already snoring, and I could only sigh.
Go to sleep.
My long-term habit has made me sleep very lightly, and I will wake up at the slightest sound.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt a slight tugging on the mattress.
I opened my eyes suddenly and saw Chen Zhi's back.
He was hunched over, barefoot, and took every step lightly.
At this moment, Chen Zhi suddenly looked back at me, and I quickly closed my eyes and fell asleep.
But just this look made me tremble with fear.
What frightened me was not the look in his eyes, but the feeling.
He gave me a strange feeling, or in other words, at this moment, he was completely normal.
He got up and tiptoed, which was understandable, but when he looked at me, he was clearly checking to see if I was awake.
The thoughts in my mind were magnified again - he seemed to have the thinking of a normal person!
When he walked out the door, I quickly followed him.
God knows what a mentally ill person would do in the middle of the night!
What I didn't expect was that Chen Zhi did not turn on the light when he arrived in the living room, but carefully turned on the flashlight.
I followed the light and looked forward. He walked from the living room to the kitchen and took out a lot of food from the refrigerator.
It was very quiet at night, but the sound of him eating could not be heard at all.
When people eat, they will make more or less noise. Only by very deliberate control can they be so quiet.
It’s not like people are hiding from others when eating, so there’s no need to be so careful.
Everything was just my guess, and I didn’t dare to act rashly, so I carefully took out my phone and recorded everything.
He ate very slowly, and it took almost half an hour for him to finish eating.
The memory of my mobile phone has started warning, so I can only turn off the camera first.
After doing all this, I quickly lay down on the bed.
After about ten minutes of touching, a breeze gently blew the corners of the quilt, and a faint light quickly passed through my eyes.
Although I didn't open my eyes, I could feel that Chen Zhi was standing in front of me.
I'm well prepared so that if he suddenly gets angry, I'll have a way to deal with it.
After a while, there were several slight creaking sounds from the bed, and there was no more sound in the room.
When he got up the next day, Chen Zhi was still sitting on the sofa with a dull look on his face, his eyes lifeless.
But I clearly saw him opening the refrigerator with my own eyes last night. The cautious look on his face showed that he could hide something.
I quickly took out my phone. The video from last night proved that I was indeed not dreaming.
I used buying breakfast as an excuse and called Xiaomei out.
When we got to a place where no one was around, I handed the video on my phone to Xiaomei.
She patiently watched it from beginning to end, and she didn't look back until the scene ended.
I put the phone back and asked softly: "Can a schizophrenic patient be so clear-headed?"
Xiaomei shook her head, hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "Mental illness is not what is conventionally understood. They will sometimes wake up."
"Besides, as long as the medication is in place, it's not difficult to sober up."
After a pause, she explained: "No matter how crazy he is, physiological needs will always exist, such as eating and drinking."
Xiaomei patiently consoled him: "Maybe he is hungry, and it happens that he is awake again. It is normal to go out to find something to eat in the middle of the night."
"The fact that he's walking on tiptoe doesn't prove that he's awake?"
In this regard, Xiaomei is professional.
The hospital where she used to intern was a mental hospital, so she was naturally more professional than me in this aspect.
It is always said that seeing is believing, but compared to this video, I am more willing to believe Xiaomei’s analysis.
I nodded to myself: "Is there any way you can help him stabilize temporarily?"
"This is easy to handle. He should have medicine on him."
