She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 741 Depression Tendency
Yang Shao lowered his eyes to look at the paper in his hand, smiled slightly and said: "If you really have no worries, why do you want to be free?"

Xia Beiqing took back the paper and continued writing.

——For a disabled person like me, who can’t walk or speak, isn’t death a relief?

Yang Shao adjusted his sitting position, looked at Xia Beiqing, and said righteously: "In the world, there are many people like you, some of them can't speak, some can't see the light, some have lost their legs or hands, and some are even in worse situations than you, but they are still strong and alive.

In fact, there are still many beautiful and meaningful things in this world. Even if we encounter difficulties, we must face them bravely, right? "

His whole set of positive words did not move Xia Beiqing much. He wrote on the paper and asked Yang Shao in return.

——If you were like me, with crippled legs and a mute voice, what would you do?

Yang Shao answered his question seriously.

"No one can save me, but I will save myself. In hardship, I will find another kind of beauty, such as trying delicious food, watching a movie, writing a book, or doing other meaningful things."

Xia Beiqing raised the corner of his lips and nodded.

——Okay, then please break your legs, make your voice mute, become a cripple, and then do it for me as you said.

Yang Shao's face froze.

Xia Beiqing continued to write on the paper and threw it lightly in front of Yang Shao.

——You are healthy, of course you can say that so easily, but when you become like me, are you really sure that you can do what you said? Have you ever experienced the feeling of collapse? Do you know what it feels like when the sky falls?

Looking at the words on the paper and the soul-touching questions, Yang Shao fell into silence.

The conversation ended unpleasantly.

At the end, Yang Shao gave Xia Beiqing a blank notebook. "If you have any worries or confusions, don't talk to others or keep them in your heart, just write them down in this notebook."

Xia Beiqing took the notebook, flipped through it casually, then picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.

——Please don’t tell Teacher Shen about the notebook.

Yang Shao nodded: "Of course, it is my duty to protect the patient's privacy."

As if he heard the word "patient", Xia Beiqing gave a slightly sarcastic smile.

After the conversation, Yang Shao left the room. Shen Zhiyu, who had been sitting in the living room anxiously, immediately stood up, walked to Yang Shao, and asked impatiently, "How is it?"

Yang Shao looked unhappy, shook his head, and said, "Preliminary conclusion is that he has a tendency to depression."

"Depression?!" Shen Zhiyu widened his eyes in astonishment: "How...how could this happen!"

He has taken care of Bei Qing for so long and never thought that he would... suffer from depression.

He had only seen in books or on TV how negative depression was, how the desire for death was far greater than for living.

"What should we do now?" Shen Zhiyu asked anxiously.

Yang Shao said: "First, we will give him psychological adjustment. If the condition is more serious, we will also cooperate with drug treatment."

"What about me? What can I do?"

"Try to show him some beautiful things. His current situation is that he can't find the motivation to live. Living is boring and painful for him. It would be better if we can help him find the meaning of living."

(End of this chapter)