When he told the doctor his theory, the doctor said he did not understand but was deeply shocked, and suggested he visit the psychiatry department downstairs.
In short, the hospital could not find the cause either. Later, his mother brought him some special medication from abroad, which finally brought his condition under control. As long as he took it regularly, he would not have an episode.
"It must be because I didn't get enough rest last night. I'm exhausted. It's all Jiang Yu'er's fault, insisting on coming to my room to play games in the middle of the night..."
Despite what he said, a quiet heaviness settled over his heart, because Zhang Yuanqing knew the medication was starting to lose its effectiveness, and his condition was getting worse.
"I'll have to increase the dosage..." Zhang Yuanqing put on his cotton slippers, walked to the window, and pulled the curtains open with a swish.
Sunlight rushed in, each ray vying to be first, and filled the room.
April in Songhai City was bright with spring sunshine, and the morning breeze against his face was cool and pleasant.
Knock, knock!
Just then, someone knocked, and his grandmother called from outside:
"Yuanzi, get up."
"No!" Zhang Yuanqing refused coldly and mercilessly. He wanted to go back to sleep.
With such lovely spring sunshine, and on a weekend at that, wouldn't it be a waste of life not to sleep in?
"You have three minutes. If you don't get up, I'll splash you awake."
His grandmother was even colder and more merciless.
"All right, all right..." Zhang Yuanqing immediately gave in.
He knew his hot-tempered grandmother really would do it.
When Zhang Yuanqing was still in elementary school, his father had died in a car accident. His strong-willed mother never remarried. She brought her