MTL - Sick Wife-Chapter 11 ,abyss

It's not that she didn't think about letting Shang Congshu recover, the possibility of recovery from this disease is not very high, only medicine can suppress it, Shang Congshu did not get better in the last life, and he was reborn Can one really change...

Besides, the drugs used to treat mental illness also have serious side effects. She has seen the picture of Shang Congshu having a headache and hitting his head against the wall, and seeing Shang Congshu being so sleepy because of the drugs that his eyes are congested. Just not squinting.

When the condition gradually becomes serious, any medicine can only temporarily calm down Shang from Shun, and it will not help at all.

The school gate was surrounded by a group of people. There were several reporters and photographers with microphones, as if they were interviewing something. Feng Xin's face changed and he quickly squeezed into the crowd.

The person being interviewed was Luo Ying, who was sent by the school as a representative. The woman was holding her spectacle frame with one hand. Pay attention to the physical condition of Shang students. If the illness is true, this type of mental illness has a violent tendency. In order to protect other students, it is impossible for our school to let Shang students return to school. We are also very sad about this..."

Because the school was interviewed by the media and made it public that Shang Congshu suffered from mental illness, it made Shang Congshu suddenly worsen in a short period of time. 's report.

A group of fake faces feel sorry for the champion of liberal arts, but in fact, every remark on the Internet is stimulating Shang Congshu all the time.

Feng Xin was really fed up with the faces of this group of people, and suddenly grabbed Luo Ying who was being interviewed. The scene did not respond because of Feng Xin's sudden intrusion. Feng Xin wanted to take Luo Ying. Ying dragged away.

Surrounded by several reporters, the microphone almost hit Feng Xin's face.

"Are you Shang Congshu's best friend? Has Shang Congshu behaved abnormally in the past two days? You can tell me, let's ask the society for help together."

The woman who asked the question was a reporter from a very authoritative evening newspaper. The work sign hanging around her neck was eye-catching. After seeing the appearance of Fengxin, her question was obviously more exciting.

Feng Xin looked at the reporter in front of her coldly, her eyes were as cold as a kiln, she sneered, "Shang Congshu is only three or four years younger than you, if one day you Encountering such a thing, it is reported all over the country, and everyone mentions your name except that you are miserable and pitiful, and it will not help you, and I wonder if you would like to make headlines on TV?"

possible…"

"No need." Feng Xin refused coldly, with a hint of inaudible hatred in her tone, "Your concern is no different from chronic killing, and you are doing things to stimulate the patient under the guise of caring. , it's disgusting."

If it weren't for these reporters, things wouldn't be known to the whole country. When Shang Congshu didn't fully realize that he was a patient, the news feeds of various software were all pervasive. Cong Shu's eyes reminded Shang Congshu over and over that he was mentally ill.

From disbelief to helplessness, and finally hysterical madness, it pushed Shang Congshu to a deeper abyss.

Society really cares about Shang Congshu's condition? Are there really netizens who can feel the same way as Shang Congshu?

When the popularity came up, I felt sorry for Shang Cong across the Internet, and it was both encouragement and distress.

After the heat passes? Who will remember Shang Congshu?

The attention for a while has made everyone in the country eat melons and join in the fun. Apart from leaving a second hit to Shang Congshu, what else can be left?

Feng Xin hates these people.

The middle-aged teacher who was dragged all the way saw Feng Xin finally stopped, took off his eyes, wiped the sweat on his face, and said earnestly, "Student Feng, I know Shu Shu's situation Not being optimistic has affected your mood, and you can’t talk to reporters like this. You must always remember that from the moment you step into this school, everything you do and say is closely linked to the image of our school.”

Feng Xin ignored what Luo Ying said, she said coldly: "Mr. Luo, how ruthless are you, that you are still in the mood to show off in front of the camera after your own niece has become like this. ?"

Luo Ying has been teaching for so many years, how can she tolerate Feng Xin being so rude to herself, her face almost unbearable, she still lifts her lips: "Feng Xin, you are also uncomfortable during this time, really , I can really understand you, it doesn't matter if you lose control occasionally, you are still so young, the teacher forgives you."

"Bang-"

Feng Xin shoved the middle-aged woman's shoulders heavily, and looked blankly at the other side's back slamming into the bricks, her face was shocked, and her facial features were wrinkled in pain.

Although her face was cold, her eyes were full of emotions, "Why did you steal the poems written by Cong Shu?"