The Witch

hospital.

In the single ward, Mother Ji was sitting in front of the hospital bed, her hands tightly holding the hand of her youngest son Ji An, her face was full of distress.

At this time, Dad Ji led the attending doctor in, and Mom Ji stood up excitedly as soon as she saw the doctor.

"Doctor Liu, how is Xiao An?" Mother Ji asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, Xiao An is fine now." Dr. Liu calmed down.

"It's okay, then how could he be unconscious?" Mama Ji asked.

"He was in a coma because he took sleeping pills." Doctor Liu said.

The Ji family's husband and wife were startled, their faces were all incredulous.

"Fortunately, he doesn't eat much, but the power of sleeping pills is still too great for an eight-year-old child, so he has been sleeping until now." Dr. Liu said.

"Why does Xiaoan take sleeping pills?" Mother Ji and her husband looked at each other, but they both saw a loss on each other's faces.

At this time, Aunt Hong came in with the washed fruit. She just heard what the doctor said, and immediately said: "Xiao An hasn't slept well recently. Maybe she wants to get a good night's sleep."

"Xiao'an doesn't sleep well, why?" Mother Ji turned to Aunt Hong.

"When I went to pick him up from school yesterday, I found that Young Master's complexion was not so good. I asked him what was wrong, and he told me that he didn't sleep well the night before. Later, when I returned home, I immediately went back to my room to make up my sleep. I thought it would be better to sleep, but I didn't expect the young master to take sleeping pills." Aunt Hong's face was distressed.

"I'll ask the head teacher." When Dad Ji thought that his son had insomnia that he was about to take sleeping pills, the school didn't even tell him, so he became angry.

Mother Ji did not stop her husband, she continued to ask the doctor: "Then Xiaoan will be fine when she wakes up?"

"After waking up, you have to give him more supplements. He is now a little weak and his body indicators are not good. He should have been insomnia for a long time." Dr. Liu paused, seeming to be struggling with whether he should say or not. , But finally said, "If you need to, you can also see a psychiatrist."

Mother Ji was taken aback, as if thinking of something, and said in horror: "You mean...impossible, Xiao An is different from Ji Lang."

Doctor Liu and Ji's family are acquaintances. Since Ji Lang became ill twenty years ago, he was treating the disease. Later, when Ji An was born, Dr. Liu took over the situation with a headache, so he was very familiar with the situation of Ji's family.

Ji An’s situation is very similar to when Ji Lang first became ill, insomnia first, and then various complications. When Ji Lang fell ill, he tried every means to cure his insomnia. A five-year-old child could not sleep at night, had no appetite during the day, and was mentally frightened. He became skinny in almost a month. At that time, he almost thought that Ji Lang could not be saved, but the miraculous thing was that although Ji Lang was extremely weak, he always sighed. It's like there is clearly a power to prevent this child from dying.

Until now, Dr. Liu didn't understand why a child who was a few years old had nightmares all night.

"Mrs. Ji, don't worry, when Xiaoan wakes up from sleep, you will know if you ask him. If not, that's the best." Dr. Liu said.

"When will Xiao An wake up?"

"His body is too exhausted. It is estimated that he will sleep a little longer. How can he get the afternoon." Dr. Liu said, "I will see it again in the afternoon."

Dr. Liu confessed a few more precautions and left the ward. Not long after he left, Dad Ji came back with a cold face. When he saw his wife, he said with a complicated expression: "The head teacher said Xiao An has always had nightmares lately. , They don’t think it’s a big deal for children to have nightmares, so they don’t care much."

Dad Ji couldn't help but utterly talked about the head teacher. Nightmares may not be a big deal for other children, but for their family...

"Doctor Liu also said, let us be prepared to find a psychiatrist for Xiaoan." Mother Ji also looked sad.

The couple looked at each other with despair. What happened to their family? Is it cursed by something? Why is this the eldest son, and the younger one.

"Sir, madam, don't worry too much. Maybe the young master missed you too much recently, and nothing will happen." Aunt Hong was a little puzzled. Although the young master is sick, it is not a big deal to have a nightmare. , Why did the two of them look the same as the end of the world.

"Sister Hong, you go back first." Mother Ji didn't want to explain more.

Aunt Hong only came to their house ten years ago. At that time, Ji Lang's situation had stabilized, so she didn't know about Ji Lang's childhood.

"That...all right." Although Aunt Hong was worried about the young master, she didn't dare to stay longer when she saw that her husband and wife were not in the right mood. And if the young master woke up, he would definitely be happier to see his parents than to see her.

After Aunt Hong left, the couple sat in the ward like this. They sat on both sides of the bed, and didn't even look at it no matter how the mobile phone rang. They were all praying, praying that the younger son was only frightened by something, so he had a normal nightmare instead of being like the older son.

Time was waiting for it to pass, and Xiao An didn't wake up until five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Xiao'an." The couple surrounded them when the child woke up.

"Dad, mother." Xiaoan immediately sat up happily when seeing his parents, and then he quickly realized that he was not at his own home, "Where is this?"

"This is the hospital." Mama Ji carefully raised the pillow and let the youngest son lean on it.

"Why did I come to the hospital?" Xiao An was puzzled.

"Why did you take sleeping pills last night?" Dad Ji asked impatiently.

As soon as he heard about sleeping pills, Xiao An felt a little guilty. Could it be that he took sleeping pills and slept for too long, so his parents thought he was sick and sent him to the hospital?

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have a good night's sleep." Xiao An apologized with an uneasy face and bowed her head.

Ji's parents didn't mean to blame at this time, they were afraid.

Mother Ji stroked her son's face and asked softly: "Did you take sleeping pills because you can't sleep?"

Xiao An said.

Mother Ji's palm trembled. She was afraid to hear the answer to the next question, but she still had to ask: "Xiao An... why can't she fall asleep?"

"I have been having nightmares lately, and my sleep is not secure." Xiao An said.

"How... how long has it been?" Ji's mother's eyes were already red.

"It's been almost a week."

"For so long... why didn't you tell your family?" Mother Ji cried, "Why didn't you say it when you called your mother?"

"Mom, why are you crying? Don't worry, I've gotten better lately, don't you think I fell asleep this time?" Seeing her mother crying, Xiao An anxiously wiped her mother's tears with her hand.

"Why didn't you tell mom?" Mama Ji cried louder.

"It's just a nightmare. I used to have nightmares. It will be fine in a few days." Xiao An eagerly comforted, "Mom, don't cry, dad, look at mom..."

Xiao An turned to look at his father, but found that his eyes were also red, as if he was about to cry.

"I...I will tell you from now on, don't cry." Xiao An was a little scared, and couldn't help crying too.

At this time, Dr. Liu was called by the nurse, and his heart shook when he saw the scene in the ward. But he still smiled and asked some questions according to the process. After confirming that Xiao An's physical condition was normal, he inadvertently asked: "Have Xiao An been to any strange place recently?"

strange place? Xiao An immediately thought of his brother's studio, but he dared not let his parents know that he had ran to look for his brother secretly, so he shook his head.

"If you have a nightmare, you are usually frightened by something. Think about it carefully. Have you ever been frightened by something before you started having a nightmare?" Dr. Liu continued to ask.

"No." Xiao An shook his head, "I have been at school."

Dr. Liu nodded and did not ask any more: "That's OK, you can be discharged after one day of observation in the hospital, and you can't take medicine indiscriminately in the future."

"Yeah." Xiao An answered happily.

Doctor Liu gave two more words, and then motioned to Dad Ji to go out with him.

"Dr. Liu, what's the situation with Xiao An?" Dad Ji asked anxiously.

"Mr. Ji, don't worry, Xiao An is recovering well. His condition is not necessarily the same as Ji Lang. Ji Lang had nightmares and his reaction was much more intense than Xiao An. We can be more optimistic." Dr. Liu said.

Ji Lang had a nightmare, crying even when he was asleep, but Xiao An could at least fall asleep, and Dad Ji was in a better mood: "Then what should we do next?"

"Observe for a period of time. It is best to keep Xiao An in a happy mood during this period. If you continue to have nightmares, you can try to let Ji Lang enlighten it." Dr. Liu suggested, "After all, I have similar experiences, maybe He can know where the problem is."

Although Xiao An's situation seems better than Ji Lang's, but normal people will not contact for a week and have nightmares, and are awakened as soon as they fall asleep.

At seven o'clock in the evening, after Wu Miaomiao urged again, Ji Lang decided to go to Haicheng University in advance.

There must be a lot of people in Haicheng University today during the autumn festival, and there may be no parking spaces if you arrive late.

Thinking of this, Ji Lang found a set of clothes he wore when he was in college from the closet and changed it, then took the car key and went out. When the car first left the community, Ji Lang suddenly received a call from his father.

He was a little surprised, but he still got on the phone.

"Hey?"

"Ji Lang, your brother is sick, come to the hospital."

Ji Lang was startled. He hadn't seen his parents in five years. If it was just an ordinary illness, his parents would not call him specially, so... the kid is very sick?

Ji Lang turned the steering wheel and turned around at the next traffic light.