"My name is Park Yunjin."

"He's a psychiatrist."

"I'm good at treating patients, I'm also good at patiently listening to patients' nonsense, and I'm good at discussing many novel world views with them."

"I always think that the reason why they are called mentally ill is that they are different from most people, so they are called sick..."

"All along, I actually thought they were quite normal."

"It's just that the view is too advanced and ordinary people can't understand it."

"I hoped that I would become one of them and explore a richer world with them."

"until……"

"I watched helplessly as a patient threw feces into instant noodles, mixed it together and put it into his mouth."

"He told me that since everything a person eats will turn into shit, why not just eat shit?"

"so."

"From that time on."

"I gave up on the childish idea of ​​becoming mentally ill..."

…

…

The sky is gray.

This is a sign that it will rain again.

In the winter just after Christmas, I always like to sprinkle some rain on the city from time to time.

The biting wind of winter.

Many people have to wear those bulky cotton-padded clothes.

Park Yunjin is no exception.

Even if he thinks that wearing cotton clothes will make him bloated and inconvenient to move, he will look like a naive fat man.

But facing the weather which is already several degrees below zero.

He thought it would be better to become a warm fat man...

Except when he records his work.

Holding the pen is a little awkward.

There's nothing wrong with it, right...

"Old Wang, I see that you have been absent-minded recently. You always like to squat in the corner and be in a daze. What are you doing?"

Park Yunjin holds a notebook for daily records.

Writing the medical records that should be collected today.

He sat on the edge of the white hospital bed and looked quietly at the old man curled up in the corner.

The old man turned his head after hearing his words.

He sighed heavily.

"I miss my son. Whenever my legs hurt for a long time, he will come to see me."

he said.

The wrinkles on the old man's face are very deep, and there are countless layers of crow's feet accumulated just at the corners of his eyes.

His hospital clothes are quite clean.

He is one of the few elderly people in this hospital who can still manage his physical condition well and will not have diarrhea in his pants.

This makes Park Yunjin feel pretty good...

"Well, yes, your son should be here too, so what are you doing squatting in the corner? Didn't you always squat in the toilet when you missed your son?"

Pu Yunjin wrote down what the old man said in his notebook, and then asked.

In fact, this old man spent a lot of time in the hospital.

A little longer than him.

Ever since Pu Yunjin came to this mental hospital and started working, this old man has been here...

Due to suffering from rheumatism for many years.

So every time it rains, the old man's legs will hurt. He must be used to it. When he is in pain, he doesn't make a fuss, he just keeps sighing.

His son works in another province.

I only have time to visit him during the Chinese New Year.

There are many rainy days in winter.

There is also a big difference in temperature between day and night...

This also gave the old man an illusion - as long as his legs started to hurt for several days, he thought that his son was coming to see him.

For this kind of old man.

He doesn't know how to play with mobile phones and doesn't like watching TV.

The biggest hope of staying in the hospital every day is that his child, who has been working hard outside all year round, comes back to see him...

The old man listened to Pu Yunjin's question.

He lowered his eyes and replied: The phone in the bathroom was occupied by someone. He used it for several days, and I came back to use my own phone."

"Huh? Who occupied it? And it was used for several days?"

Pu Yunjin wrote the old man's words in a notebook, raised his head and asked.

"A young man I didn't know said he missed his partner, so he used my phone first."

The old man sighed.

I don’t know if he felt that the young man was also pitiful. After answering, he added: "Why do people nowadays always like to run outside? There are no acquaintances outside. How lonely it is outside. When you come back,

It would be nice to be able to chat with my family at home."

"I miss them, so I can only call them. They don't speak, they just listen."

"It would be so wrong if I was bullied by someone outside..."

Speaking of which.

Perhaps the old man thought that his son who was working hard outside might be bullied, so he started to shed tears like a child and kept wiping them with his sleeves.

I couldn't help sobbing.

"Hey, don't worry, Lao Wang, he won't be bullied. I know your son, he is very capable. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and he will come back to see you."

Park Yunjin was talking.

While writing down the old man's current condition in the notebook.

After recording this last ward.

He closed the notebook and silently exited the room. Before leaving, he said: "Old Wang, remember not to always call your son in the corner. It's been cold recently and the signal in the corner is not good. You have to cover yourself with a quilt on the bed."

He can hear clearly from his side."

Finished.

Pu Yunjin closed the door.

Walk towards the exit of the corridor.

Checking the wards is an essential part of his daily work. Today is a day off. Generally speaking, you can go back to rest after checking the wards.

But when he was in the corridor.

I saw Yang Xiaohui, an employee on duty here.

Out of doubts about what he had learned after checking the ward in the past two days, he stopped the other party and prepared to ask about the situation.

"Xiaohui, have you seen anyone strange entering our hospital recently?"

"No, what's wrong?"

Yang Xiaohui thought carefully and then answered.

"It's nothing. It's just that after the ward rounds in the past two days, several patients said they saw a young man they didn't recognize, always in the toilet, so I want to ask you."

"bathroom?"

"Yes, our hospital has not admitted any new patients recently. One or two people saw it and could explain it as hallucinations, but several people said they saw a young man and described them in similar ways. I think someone may have come in...

...If you have time, please help check the surveillance camera in the toilet."

Park Yunjin said.
To be continued...