Because of the traffic jam, Song Yu hurried to the hospital half an hour later than the agreed time.
Chen Ying deliberately went downstairs to pick him up, and the two first gave a warm hug when they met.
Song Yu has been treating Chen Ying here since he was diagnosed with depression. The two have known each other for many years, and have already upgraded from a doctor-patient relationship to a friend.
Chen Ying was two years older than Song Yu, with pale skin and a thin stature. Standing beside Song Yu, he looked even shorter. He patted Song Yu's back and let go of his embrace: "Master Song, I'm really ashamed in front of you."
Song Yu joked: "Don't most people feel ashamed when they stand in front of me?"
Chen Ying raised his eyebrows quite unexpectedly, and said in surprise, "I heard that right, you can actually joke."
"Is this something extraordinary?" Song Yu shrugged.
Chen Ying folded his arms and looked at Song Yu, squinting his eyes and just smiling.
Song Yu got hairy when he stared at the ground, and he slapped him: "Let's go, I'm in a hurry to go home."
"Are you leaving like this?" Chen Ying pointed to his face, "You are not afraid that our hospital will be paralyzed, don't underestimate your influence."
Song Yu touched his cheek only to realize that he had forgotten his mask. In the past, Meng Shiping always reminded him, but recently Zhou Yanqing just helped him put it on.
Chen Ying shook his head helplessly, and gave him a new mask from the pocket of his white coat, and the two walked into the outpatient building.
"Why didn't your agent come with you?"
"He's been busy recently, so I didn't call him."
Every time, Chen Ying asked Song Yu to come to follow-up consultations when he was not in the clinic, which saved time and gave him more time to understand Song Yu's condition.
Before Song Yu came today, he helped prepare all the checklists, and he also accompanied Song Yu to run back and forth in various inspection departments. It took a lot of time and waiting for a long time to get the report.
Chen Ying led Song Yu into his office with a stack of report sheets. He pursed his lips and looked through each inspection report sheet seriously, and heaved a long breath after reading the last one.
Song Yu didn't know whether Chen Ying's sigh was good or bad. He calmly watched Chen Ying turn over the report card.
After a while, Chen Ying suddenly took off his glasses, leaned in front of Song Yu and asked, "Did you go to another famous doctor for consultation?"
Song Yu knew that Chen Ying was joking, so he knocked on the table pretending to be serious and said, "Speak human."
"Pfft! All the indicators are much more normal." Chen Ying smiled, he sighed again and said with relief, "I saw you in the outpatient building just now, and I knew that today's test results would be good. You know Is it? When I saw you last time, you gave me the feeling that you were on the verge of dying. If you didn't care about your identity, I would even force you to be hospitalized, but today you give me a completely new feeling. A The change of people is imperceptible, the people who come into contact with you every day will feel your change little by little, and I haven’t seen you for almost a month, your change has given me a very big impact, very shocking, It was also very moving, and I felt a strong vitality."
Chen Ying is an emotional person, and he can't stop the car when he speaks. Song Yu always kept smiling and listened carefully.
It would be a lie to say that he was unhappy, who wouldn't want to suddenly see the light and live actively, at first he gritted his teeth and lived with the intention of revenge, but now he wants to live well besides revenge.
After the follow-up consultation, it was time for Chen Ying to get off work, and there was no one at home anyway, so Song Yu simply asked him to have dinner.
Leaving the hospital, a place with its own solemn atmosphere, the conversation between the two became more relaxed.
In the restaurant, Chen Ying, who was full of food and drink, asked with great interest: "Tell me, you have changed so much recently, did you encounter some good things or meet some good people?"
Song Yu squinted at him and replied, "Now is not the time for consultation."
Chen Ying curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and said, "I'll know if you don't tell me."
"Oh?" Song Yu was curious, "Then tell me."
"Ahem!" Chen Ying cleared his throat and said solemnly, "The distress of patients with depression lies in the lack of motivation in life. In essence, they lack the desires they should have. When he feels the desire and wants to satisfy it, his The changes will be amazing. He starts to crave to eat, to hear, to express, to love, to be valued, to have friends and so on and so forth."
Chen Ying paused, pointing to Song Yu's mobile phone on the dining table: "You are longing for someone's phone number."
Subconsciously, Song Yu's hand that touched the phone froze, and then took it back.
"You checked your phone three times during the half hour we sat down." Chen Ying laughed, "Don't try to cover it up."
On the way home, Song Yu kept thinking about what Chen Ying said.
Did you meet a good thing or meet a good person
If it's a good thing, it's probably because of being favored by fate, whether it's a physical or psychological rebirth.
For a good person... After rebirth, he is still walking the path he walked in his previous life. The only surprise when he saw people he had met in the previous life was that Zhou Yan was light.
Song Yu was taken aback, and unconsciously glanced at the mobile phone thrown on the passenger seat. Zhou Yanqing was silent all afternoon, did he get carried away with the game or did he go home already? He picked up the phone and hesitated for a moment before throwing it back on the seat. It's still early, let's talk when we get home.
It was past nine o'clock when I got home, and when I opened the door, the house was completely dark, only the dazzling lights from the Yunti Sightseeing Tower illuminated a corner of the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Zhou Yanqing didn't come home
Song Yu turned on all the lights in the living room, the book he read in the morning was still covered on the sofa, and the water glass he drank was put in place, if Zhou Yanqing was at home, he would have put it away long ago.
Feeling a sudden strong uneasiness in his heart, Song Yu immediately dialed Zhou Yanqing, but hung up automatically.
He anxiously dialed again, and the call was connected after dozens of seconds, and an unfamiliar male voice on the other end said, "Hello."
Song Yu was stunned, silent for two seconds, and said coldly, "Who are you?"
The other party was also silent for a while before asking back, "Who are you?" His voice sounded like a young man's flamboyance, he should be young, maybe Zhou Yanqing's classmate.
Song Yu restrained his emotions, changed his indifference just now and tried his best to be gentle: "I'm looking for Zhou Yanqing, I'm his...boss."
An Bei on the other end of the phone paused, uncertain: "You... are Song Yu?"
Song Yu heaved a sigh of relief, he let out a "hmm" and asked, "Where's Zhou Yanqing?"
"He's drunk, what about me?"
"Send me the address, and I'll pick him up." Song Yu had been standing in the hallway since he entered the door, without changing his shoes, and upon hearing this, he turned around and walked out the door.
"No, Mr. Song." It took Anbei a long time to react, he laughed and said, "Why did you come to pick him up? Are you afraid that he will be in danger?"
Song Yu's face sank completely, and he said lightly: "Yes. He is an intern in my company. Today he asked me for leave to go out to meet with classmates. I have the responsibility and obligation to be responsible for his personal safety. You Said that you are his classmate, now you can't prove it and I can't prove it, so I want to meet with you to confirm whether you are really classmates and confirm that he is safe."
Song Yu's tone was not good, and Anbei was naturally not polite: "Why should I tell you, I still doubt your identity."
"You can try." Song Yu had already got out of the elevator, he didn't want to say any more, "I haven't received the address within five minutes, I will call the police immediately."