Lu Youyou came over in the evening, put down her messenger bag, and said breathlessly: "I answered your afternoon class. Don't worry. What happened?"
Wen Qiao could only tell her about Wen Chi.
Lu Youyou slammed the table and stood up: "This is too ruthless, is it necessary? Wen Chi and that student are in different situations. Isn't No. 9 Middle School too much?"
Wen Qiao: "I will go to see Dr. Chen tomorrow and ask her to issue an authoritative certificate so that it will be easier to communicate with the school."
Wen Chi glanced at her and said, "They will humiliate you, don't go."
Wen Qiao's eyebrows moved slightly: "Face and self-esteem cannot be eaten. When it is time to bow your head, you have to bow your head. Just remember in your heart that you are being trampled on now, and you will become a superior person in the future. At that time, you will find that there are no bad people around you, only good people."
Lu Youyou pulled Wen Qiao aside and said, "Qiao Qiao, talk to Master Fu. It's just a matter of one word from him."
Wen Qiao lowered his eyes: "I don't want to trouble him unless it's absolutely necessary. You know what the relationship between us is."
Lu Youyou was anxious and annoyed, stamping her feet and said, "What a lousy school, what a lousy principal, it's so infuriating, why do you have to generalize?"
Wen Qiao's eyes suddenly became sharp: "The principal's secretary said something, and I remember it now."
"What?"
"She said someone reported it anonymously."
Lu Youyou looked at her in confusion: "Who reported it?"
Wen Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "Who else could it be?"
Lu Youyou suddenly realized: "Could it be Xu Lu?"
"It's very likely. Once this matter is resolved, I will go and settle accounts with her. The scar has healed and the pain has been forgotten. This time, I will definitely not let her off."
The next day, it was raining, and Lu Youyou accompanied Wen Qiao to the Feilin Clinic. Chen Yanfei was a little annoyed when she heard this: "It is because these people in society are afraid of mental illness that the treatment of mental illness in China is so difficult. They don't even think about understanding this disease, they only think about suppressing or forcibly detaining people. The situation will not get better, it will only get worse."
"Please, Doctor Chen, give me a certificate that Wen Chi is not harmful or aggressive."
Chen Yanfei cooperated very well and said, "Do you need me to communicate with the school?"
"May I?"
Chen Yanfei: "Of course, he is my patient. I have the responsibility and obligation to spread the word to the general public that he is not harmful to others. He has the right to go to school like everyone else. The school has no right to deprive him of his right to education."
The three of them went to the junior high school of No. 9 Middle School and went directly to the principal's office, but were stopped by the secretary: "I'm sorry, the principal is not here today."
"Where is the principal?" Wen Qiao forced himself to speak to them in a polite tone.
"The principal is out for a meeting."
Wen Qiao smiled: "That's the same as what the secretary said. This is Wen Chi's attending psychologist, Ms. Chen Yanfei from the Feilin Clinic."
Chen Yanfei was just about to hand over the business card.
The secretary sneered: "Since you have reached the point where you need to see a psychiatrist, it means that you are seriously ill. If you are ill, please stay at home and don't come out to harm society."
Chen Yanfei was furious: "It is because of people like you that the treatment of mental illness in China has not made any progress. Do you know that European and American countries, and even Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan have already attached great importance to mental illness? Today's society is fast-paced, and people are under greater psychological pressure than ever before. More and more people are suffering from mental illness..."
(End of this chapter)