I want you

The face hurts.Jiang Yang looked in the mirror, and there was a tall, thin boy about sixteen or seventeen years old, with gloomy eyes and a swollen left side of his face.

"Don't ask me for money! Ask your dead father!" The sharp female voice suppressed all the voices of the TV series.

Jiang Yang replied calmly, "If you hadn't slept with the dead back then, there wouldn't be so much going on now."

His answer was a slap in the face, and Jiang Yang felt he couldn't hear anything for more than ten seconds.The woman in front of her opened and closed her mouth, saliva flying everywhere. Jiang Yang glanced at her and said in a tone that killed the whole family, "I'm going to school."

Jiang Yang knew what he would encounter next.He would go downstairs to the intersection to wait for the bus, get off the bus and enter the school 35 minutes later, and then saw Wang Yicheng playing basketball on the way to the cafeteria.

Wang Yicheng was wearing a dark blue vest, and two strong legs were exposed under the knee-length sports shorts.He's the point guard, running a quick offense to get the point, and the next thing the ball hits the rim, it bounces a few times and rolls in front of him.

Jiang Yang bent down to pick up the ball, and handed it to Wang Yicheng, his legs softened because of his approaching breath.

"Thank you." Wang Yicheng smiled, then glanced at him again, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Yang stood still.After a while, Wang Yicheng handed him a bottle of ice mineral water, pointed to the side of his face, and left.

He put the bottle of iced mineral water on his face, and the ice was pressed against the heat, which made him feel better and the pain was not so great.

"Ring, ring, ring—" the alarm clock rang, and Jiang Yang got out of Wang Yicheng's arms dizzily.He hadn't had this dream for a long time.

It was the coldest time in Huaxue, so Jiang Yang put on thick house clothes and counted his savings while brushing his teeth.He used to live alone and had no expenses, but after buying a house, he started to repay the mortgage. In addition, he used one person’s salary to support two people. Without a social security card, he could only spend expensive medical expenses at his own expense. Now the money on his bank card has been exhausted. Not much left.

Wang Yicheng didn't wake up, couldn't open his eyes, rubbed his eyes and walked to the pool to hug Jiang Yang, his head drooping on Jiang Yang's shoulder.

If you want to go to Z city to see a doctor, the cost is not a small sum.He was worried for a while, thinking about asking the company to work overtime.

Wang Yicheng, who had been lying on his stomach for a while, became dishonest, put his hand into Jiang Yang's jacket, and began to pinch his stomach and waist very childishly.Jiang Yang felt itchy, "Don't do it, itchy."

Wang Yicheng also laughed, "Yangyang, I'm ticklish."

"You can still read jingles," Jiang Yang pulled him away and put away his smile, "Don't make trouble, brush your teeth and wash your face."

During this year, he asked Wang Yicheng's family members several times, and what he said was confusing, and Jiang Yang could only piece together the situation: his parents settled abroad, and there was an older brother at home.As for the matter of the psychiatric hospital, every time Wang Yicheng heard about it, he would cover his ears and run around, refusing to say anything.

This behavior is already the answer to many questions.It's hard for Jiang Yang not to suspect that mental hospitals are treating patients roughly, but there should be few such things in regular hospitals, and they will never allow patients to escape without being noticed or tracked down.

The only possibility is that Wang Yicheng went to a private psychiatric hospital, and after discovering that he was missing, his family chose not to look for it.

Jiang Yang checked online. There are six private hospitals in this city, four of which have psychiatric departments, and two specialized psychiatric hospitals. He wrote down their names and locations one by one in a black notepad.

Jiang Yang went to the kitchen, and just as his fingers touched the apron, he suddenly retracted. He took a quick look at Wang Yicheng who was washing his face, and when he saw that he didn't look back, he tied the apron awkwardly.He peeled and washed the pumpkin and cut it into cubes for later use. He put the rice and pumpkin cubes soaked for half an hour into the pot, added water, boiled it over a high heat, and then switched to a slow fire while stirring intently.

The pumpkin porridge is soft and thick, and the sliced ​​pumpkin pieces are sweet and delicious, warming the stomach in winter.Another half pot of egg fried noodles was fried, sprinkled with shallots, and before it was served, Wang Yicheng picked up two chopsticks and ate it openly. "Yangyang, you can be my daughter-in-law." He munched on the rice noodles, and drank the pumpkin porridge on the side when he was thirsty.

"What nonsense."

"It's not nonsense..." Wang Yicheng finished a bowl, added another bowl, and tried to explain, "Yangyang, cook for me, accompany me, and sleep." He announced as if he had taken a big advantage, " Yangyang is mine."

"What's yours is yours, no one will snatch it from you." Jiang Yang looked impatient on the surface, but he was unspeakably satisfied in his heart, "I'm so stupid." Wang Yicheng leaned over and kissed him on the face for a moment.

Since he couldn't go to City Z, Jiang Yang decided to take advantage of Saturday and Sunday to go to several hospitals to see if he could find Wang Yicheng's medical records.This is easy to say, but in fact it is quite difficult. The medical records will not be shown casually, so they have to ask around.

A patient who is 1.9 meters tall and has been missing for a year will always be remembered.

This matter has been busy for nearly two months, and the weather is almost spring and there are no new clues. Just when Jiang Yang was about to give up, a nurse from a private psychiatric hospital told him that he remembered such a person.

"His brother sent him here. The patient was in a coma when he came here. He said it was caused by mania. Later, the dean sent him to another ward. We don't know much about it."

When Jiang Yang asked again, he refused to say anything.But this is different from the facts. If Wang Yicheng was sent in because of mania, why would he become mentally handicapped.He was lost in thought when a male voice came from behind, "Sir, are you asking about Wang Yicheng?"

Turning around, he found that it was a doctor, wearing a white coat, with a tie tightly tied on the exposed neckline, his eyes were hidden behind the gold-rimmed eyes, and his work certificate was hung on his chest, with his name on it: Peng Jingran.

"I was Wang Yicheng's attending physician before, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm Wang Yicheng's... friend."

Dr. Peng nodded, "He is no longer with us."

"Well, I know, I want to ask about his previous situation..."

"How do you know?" Doctor Peng suddenly interrupted him and asked.

While thinking about it, Jiang Yang grabbed something suddenly, and said hastily, "I heard what the nurse said before."

Dr. Peng didn't ask any more questions, and told him about Wang Yicheng's condition in the hospital, "Actually, his condition had improved at our place at that time, and there is nothing we can do about the current situation. He may have escaped because he recovered temporarily. You can come back for treatment, I believe there is a possibility of a cure."

Jiang Yang's eyes lit up for a moment and then darkened, and asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"Well, what we are using is a new drug that has just been introduced from abroad." Dr. Peng frowned, "But it's useless to talk about it now."

"Doctor, what if I can find him?"