Chapter 971

Yang Shao looked around. Then he went to the bed, opened the pillow and found a notebook from the bottom.

It was given to him by Yang Shao.

Yang Shao opened his notebook, and saw that it was full of words. Yang Shao turned page by page, and his face changed a little bit. He widened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be full of incredible words.

Shen Zhiyu turns his head and sees Yang Shao standing by the bed with a notebook in his hand.

He glanced at the notebook several times and saw that Xia Beiqing wrote something on it, but as soon as he saw it, Xia Beiqing would put it away immediately.

Shen Zhiyu stepped up to Yang Shao: "what is this?"

Yang Shao was surprised. He raised his head and immediately closed his notebook. His face was full of consternation and trance.

Shen Zhiyu noticed the abnormality and held out his hand to Yang Shao: "is this northward leaning? Show me. "

Yang Shao, however, held on to his notebook and did not let go of it. He said, "northward leaning should be the most difficult patient I have ever met. I can't figure out any of his ideas. So I gave him this notebook to write down some ideas he would not say to you or me.

The reason for doing this is to let him talk and express his emotions. The second is to hope that in the future, I can see this notebook and know his inner thoughts. Next time I meet a patient like him, I can find countermeasures. But I didn't expect that he would... He would always think so. "

Shen Zhiyu said, "give it to me."

Yang Shao asked: "can you really bear it? The truth is often cruel. "

Shen Zhiyu's paranoid hand: "give it to me."

He wants to know why the north leans away from him. He wants to know why the north leans to end his life.

"All right." Yang Shao slowly hands the notebook to Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu can't wait to open the first page, full of Shen Zhiyu's name, shocking.

If you turn it back, it's not a diary. It's just a record of your heart. Sometimes you just write a few words that you can't understand, or a few words, or sometimes a whole article.

There are crooked handwriting, there are also correct and meaningful handwriting, just like his mood at that time.

Every word of this is Xia Beiqing's deep thoughts, which he doesn't want to let anyone know.

Shen Zhiyu turned page by page and looked at it word by word. His face, which had no blood color, became more pale. His hands trembled and his notebook slammed on the ground. Shen Zhiyu was shaking and was about to fall.

Shen Zhiyu said, "give it to me."

Yang Shao asked: "can you really bear it? The truth is often cruel. "

Shen Zhiyu's paranoid hand: "give it to me."

He wants to know why the north leans away from him. He wants to know why the north leans to end his life.

"All right." Yang Shao slowly hands the notebook to Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu can't wait to open the first page, full of Shen Zhiyu's name, shocking.

If you turn it back, it's not a diary. It's just a record of your heart. Sometimes you just write a few words that you can't understand, or a few words, or sometimes a whole article.

There are crooked handwriting, there are also correct and meaningful handwriting, just like his mood at that time.

Every word of this is Xia Beiqing's deep thoughts, which he doesn't want to let anyone know.

Shen Zhiyu turned page by page and looked at it word by word. His face, which had no blood color, became more pale. His hands trembled and his notebook slammed on the ground. Shen Zhiyu was shaking and was about to fall.