Looking back carefully, I can't say that there are no clues at all.
For example, the familiar feeling he felt when he first saw Lin Suicao after being discharged from the hospital was not due to the resurgence of past memories, but simply the contrast with Feng He's face.
For example, why did the doctor tell him Xia Fenghe's name in violation of hospital regulations? It was because he must know the relationship between the two people.
For example, Lin Suicao paid unusual attention to her.
But, what should be done to resolve the current situation——
The women's single ward was not much different from the one Zhu Yu had lived in. After four people were squeezed into it, it suddenly became cramped.
At this moment, Lin Suicao occupied the north side of the room like a tiger on a dragon's plate. She still maintained an upright sitting posture with her slender waist on the white hard-backed chair in the hospital, with her own fruit at her feet. The delicacies and offerings have the appearance of Meng De dominating the north.
Sitting in the middle of the room was Ms. Xia Shurong, who was slightly less imposing. However, she was recognized by Lin Suicao. After Xia Fenghe was deprived of the right to express her opinions as an incapacitated person, as the biological mother and seniority of the two girls in the room, It can be described as the orthodoxy of the Han Dynasty.
Then there are two left, one has an inexplicable relationship with the two girls and has the advantage of being harmonious; the other occupies the hospital bed, can attack and defend, and enjoys the convenience of the location, forming the trembling Sun-Liu coalition.
...The fundamental purpose of Zhu Yu's above-mentioned inner drama is to say, Miss Fenghe, could you stop grabbing his shirt collar, sitting on the hospital bed, and hiding behind him?
He was now being stared at with either cold or doubtful glances, and he had the illusion that he had transformed into a trench in World War I and was bearing the hail of bullets for the friendly troops.
Damn it, as expected, the purple-bearded rats from Jiangdong are not enough to conspire with...
In the end, it was Xia Shurong who thought about it first and broke the silence in the room.
She looked at the only person in the room whom she didn't recognize, and who was being held up in front of her like a shield by one of her daughters: "Is this...?"
"my friend."
Lin Suicao glanced at his sister, but didn't mention her boyfriend at this time, "He also spent some time here to recuperate for personal reasons some time ago. Coincidentally, he and his sister seemed to have become good friends, so he and I were together. Get up and visit.”
Of course, the Third Mental Health Center in Songshui City receives not only mentally ill patients in the strict sense, but also people with minor psychological problems who come here for hospitalization.
Therefore, it is not a bad idea to use Chunqiu writing style to replace Zhu Yu’s hospitalization experience with recuperation, which shows the breadth and depth of Donghua language.
He temporarily got rid of Xia Fenghe's entanglement behind him, stood up from the edge of the hospital bed and bowed slightly.
"Hello, aunt, my name is Zhu Yu. I go to the same school as classmate Lin. I have lived here before and was discharged from the hospital not long ago. I heard the doctor say that Feng He's condition has improved, and you care about her so much. I will probably recover soon.”
Xia Shurong's first impression of this handsome boy was not bad. Although she was a little doubtful about the coincidence, she still nodded: "Oh, I didn't expect that kid to make good friends here, and Suicao too. , I have always been worried that she is not gregarious like she was in elementary school..."
"Stop pretending to be a good, responsible mother."
A sound as cold as a cold stream sounded.
Lin Suicao was expressionless, as if he was tired of their superficial pleasantries, "I heard the doctor say on the phone the day before yesterday that my sister's condition has progressed significantly and the symptoms of cognitive errors have disappeared, so when will she be now?" Can you be discharged from the hospital?"
It seems that Fenghe has implemented the plan well to integrate into normal people and achieve the goal of discharge.
Xia Shurong looked surprised: "Why are you talking to your mother like this? This is why I came to the hospital today..."
The relationship between mother and daughter is obviously not a good one.
The current situation is that Lin Suicao, who claims to be his girlfriend, seems to know everyone present, but Xia Shurong, whom she identifies as his mother, does not know him; and Xia Fenghe and he seem to be the ones with the least amount of information present. However, they share a secret that only the two of them know.
It's like a terrifying balance of information gaps.
Xia Fenghe, who had been named several times, took advantage of the transition between the two sides of the conversation to pull Zhu Yu's clothes from behind, and then asked in a low voice in his ear: "Are they my mother and...sister?"
The girl's breath blew across her ears, spreading warmth and a slight itching sensation.
"Do you have any residual impression of them?"
Zhu Yu sat upright by the bed and asked softly.
The amnesiac girl changed into a posture similar to kneeling and supported her body on the hospital bed with her knees. Her eyes rested on Suicao who was talking to Xia Shurong.
Before she could express her opinion, the conversation there had already turned into a dispute.
"What do you mean you think it's best to stay in the hospital for observation for a while?!"
Lin Suicao had already stood up from her seat. She was petite and could look down at her sitting mother. "The doctor told me that I am ready to be discharged from the hospital for recuperation. This will also help with the recovery of memory."
"But there's no guarantee that he won't do it again."
Xia Shurong pressed the handbag on her knees and was very patient with her daughter. "The environment here is good and there are corresponding medical conditions. It will be more appropriate to be discharged from the hospital after full recovery is confirmed. Mom will also be responsible for the treatment costs."
"No matter how nice the environment is, this is still a mental hospital!"
Lin Suicao paused for a moment, then his anger suddenly turned into an indifferent tone, "You are afraid that she will affect your search for a man."
Hey, is this something he can listen to?
"Lin Suicao."
Ms. Xia's face turned gloomy as expected.
"What? Now you want to show off as a mother?"
The girl lifted up her long black hair that flowed down from her shoulders, with a sarcastic smile on her lips, "If you don't want to let the oil bottle live in your home, then just be responsible for handling the discharge procedures."
She glanced at Zhu Yu: "My room can at least be crowded with one person."
So was his room, and it was already crowded.
Zhu Yu suddenly figured out who the note Xia Fenghe found in the ward that day came from.
Considering this situation, it must be Lin Suicao's handiwork.
"Nonsense——"
The expression on Xia Shurong's face was already turning from cloudy to showery. Just waiting for the first thunder to ring out, there was fear that an unspeakable mother-daughter quarrel would happen.
"Can I say something?"
At the critical moment, Xia Fenghe seemed to have transformed from Sun Zhongmou into Liu Xuande who persuaded Guan and Zhang to fight. He nervously clenched his little fists and said, "If it's because of me, I hope you won't quarrel."
The words of the person concerned temporarily alleviated the dangerous atmosphere. The other two women, one large and one small, each retreated and swallowed back the words of criticism and accusation.
After a moment of silence, Xia Shurong packed up her belongings, stood up, and nodded to Zhu Yu pleasantly: "Xiao Zhu... don't mind if I call you this? I'm sorry to make you laugh, I have something to do later. Let’s go first and you talk to them.”
She looked at the uneasy Xia Fenghe again: "Have fun with your friends and listen to the doctor here. Mom will come see you later."
The latter reluctantly said goodbye and hid his body behind Zhu Yu.
The ward door creaked open and closed, and the white bird pacing outside the window sill seemed to be frightened, fluttering its wings and flying into the distance.
Now, there were only three young people left in the room.
