Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

In the kitchen, Jiang Xiaobai was processing meat.

Yan An helped wash and cut vegetables.

Suddenly, she raised the kitchen knife in her hand and said slowly, "Xiaobai, sometimes I really want to cut my wrist with a knife. I don't know why."

Jiang Xiaobai's hand slipped and the featherless chicken fell into the pool.

She didn't bother with the chicken and carefully took the knife from Yan An's hand.

"An An... this is a bad idea. Did something happen recently?" She seemed to have thought of something, her face turned pale and her eyes were red.

Yan An didn't know what she was imagining, so he immediately said, "Don't be afraid. I've just been feeling inexplicably down lately and want to cry. When I sleep, I always imagine there's a rope around my neck, hanging me up. I feel like something's wrong with me..."

The emotion in Jiang Xiaobai's heart dissipated at once, but he was really a little scared.

She held Yan An's hand and said, "I know, sometimes when I'm in a bad mood I tend to think about random things. At times like this we can go see a psychologist for help."

"You're right, I should go and take a look." Yan An held her hand in return.

“Actually, I’ve had this symptom for a long time, but after eating the meal you cooked that day, I felt soothed.

You also know my background... I have always been an outsider. I look good on weekdays, but I am actually very inferior inside.

When we first met that day, I was surprised to find myself feeling so close to you. You have a magical power, a kind of warm power that makes people feel warm, just like the soup you cook.

Jiang Xiaobai blushed deeply and said softly, "Thank you for your trust. Although I can't personally understand your feelings, I can understand you. I think it must be very difficult."

Yan An nodded, "Xi Chen won't need my care in a few days. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat the food you cook."

"I can talk to Xichen about it." She quickly changed her tone at this point, "I don't mean anything else. Xichen is a very nice person, but he's actually very warm-hearted. He knows my situation and offers me a very high salary. I'll talk to him..."

Yan An wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands while cutting onions, and tears suddenly flowed like a spring, "Xiaobai, you don't know some things..."

Jiang Xiaobai handed her a tissue and patted her back gently. "Okay, okay, let's stop talking. I'll take a day off tomorrow and go to the hospital with you."

Yan An was stunned for a moment, then said, "You still have to go to work, I can go by myself."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled gently, "It's okay, I just want to relax for a day, working every day is too stressful."

Yan An, "...Then I'll trouble you."

During the meal, Jiang Xiaobai picked up whatever Yan An liked to eat, which made Yan Xichen look at Yan An coldly several times.

Yan An pretended not to see it. She felt that she was not far from poaching the heroine.

After dinner, I watched Jiang Xiaobai leave and the villa became quiet. Yan Xichen had already gone upstairs, and Yan An went back to the opposite side.

The next day, it was not Zhao Ma who woke her up, but Jiang Xiaobai who called her and said that she was waiting for her downstairs with breakfast.

Yan An stayed up late to check the conditions of depression patients and watched several related movies, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

What's more, the appointment she made online was for the afternoon.

Yan An brought Jiang Xiaobai into her room in her pajamas.

Jiang Xiaobai was still feeling awkward, so Yan An pushed her onto the small sofa and placed the breakfast in her hand on the small table in front of the sofa.

"I didn't sleep well last night and need to catch up on my sleep. My appointment is in the afternoon. Can we go out for lunch before going to the hospital?"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, a little embarrassed, "I forgot I could register online. I was thinking of queuing up."

Yan An smiled, went out and told Zhao Ma to prepare tea, snacks and a fruit plate, then covered himself with the quilt and went back to sleep.

Suddenly she thought of something and lifted the quilt and said, "I think I can sleep better with you here, so please don't feel uncomfortable. Just treat this as your own home. After all, I need your help."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled with sparkling eyes and said, "Don't worry and sleep well. I'm here."

"Thank you." Yan An thanked him and continued to sleep, falling asleep in just ten minutes.

Mother Zhao came up to set the table to entertain the guests. Although she moved very quietly, there was still some noise, but Yan An did not wake up.

What Jiang Xiaobai realized was that she was actually effective in treating Yan An's depression.

After all, she had heard that people with depression have difficulty sleeping, and it was obvious that Yan An was not getting enough sleep, with very obvious dark circles under his eyes.

Jiang Xiaobai thought of his sick mother. Sick people have a hard time.

She also has a strong ability to empathize, and she thought that if she were here, she would probably also be in the dilemma of living under someone else's roof.

Yan An woke up feeling refreshed.

Even though she has had many full nights of sleep now, she still feels lucky and grateful every time she wakes up.

The sense of relief her body's reaction gave her was enough to make her feel happy.

Jiang Xiaobai was reading an e-book. When he saw her wake up and turn off her phone, he smiled and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yan An nodded, got up, washed up, and ate breakfast on the table.

It was still warm when he touched it. Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "I heated it up for you while you were washing up."

Yan An was stunned, looked at her for a while and then started eating silently.

She sat on a small cartoon stool and Jiang Xiaobai sat on the sofa. They sat opposite each other, ate a few simple bites, and then went out.

"What do you want to eat? You took time off to accompany me to the hospital, so I should treat you to a meal."

"I'm not picky, I eat everything."

"What a coincidence, so am I."

Yan An read some online reviews in the car for a while and chose a stir-fry restaurant. The two of them didn't order much, and after eating four dishes and a soup, they rushed to the hospital.

Yan An looked up at the big words "First Hospital" on the hospital wall and thought that she should use some of the skills she learned in college.

Although due to a sudden bout of bad luck in college, her acting studies were a mess.

What was your original intention in choosing to study acting?

Oh, now I remember, it’s because after I remarried with my father, I never ate the chicken legs that I loved as a child, so I wanted to earn money to buy a whole roast chicken and eat it with steamed buns.

The whole one is hers.

Instead, one chicken leg belongs to the stepmother and the other one belongs to the younger sister.

When she grew older, she felt that this wish was a bit childish, but after she could earn money, she would try her best to satisfy her appetite.

She said she could make money as an actress, but she ended up with bad luck. She barely even graduated, let alone made a living acting. It was hard for her to even find her multi-tasking clerk job.

There was almost no waiting time for online registration. In just fifteen minutes, Yan An saw a doctor.

The doctor took a quick look at Yan An's face. His complexion was pale and there were some dark circles under his eyes.

Yan An sighed deeply, slowly dragged the stool away, sighed again, and slowly sat down.

She then sighed and described her symptoms.

"I'm always thirsty and want to drink water. My vision is blurry and I don't know if it's from looking at my phone. I feel nauseous and want to vomit. I don't want to eat..."

The doctor listened and tapped on the keyboard, nodding in response, then took out a form for Yan An to fill out.

There were some more examinations to do afterwards, and Yan An felt a little listless after finishing them.

When the doctor came back, he carefully looked at the form filled out by Yan An and pushed his glasses.

"You're still able to tell me about your condition. It's good. Don't be nervous. Every young person these days has some minor illness. Remember to take the medicine I prescribed for you on time."

Yan An sighed and nodded. The doctor looked at Jiang Xiaobai who was waiting on the side. "Are you a family member of the patient?"

"Yes." Jiang Xiaobai nodded.

The doctor said, "I have some small things to tell you about the patient's diet. Please stay and I will talk to you about it."

This meant that Yan An was asked to leave. Yan An left with drooping eyelids, "Thank you for your help, Xiaobai."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "What's the big deal? Go out and have a rest."

After the door closed, Jiang Xiaobai asked worriedly, "Doctor, is An An's condition not good?"

"The examination report didn't show any major problems, but her performance was indeed not very good. She had already developed several somatic symptoms.

As a family, we need to give her enough care. The key is to relax and be happy. Don't wait until the disease becomes serious and medication is no longer effective. Then it's too late."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded repeatedly. Yan An, who was eavesdropping at the door, was being watched by the people queuing behind him.

The patient didn't even glance at her, but the patient's family looked at her with sympathy.

Maybe he thought she was terminally ill...