At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhi went to the psychiatric emergency room for the first time.
She had insomnia and lost control of her emotions. Sometimes she was so excited that she felt like she was stepping on clouds, and sometimes she was so depressed that she wanted to jump off the overpass. On the day she was diagnosed with bipolar disorder type Ⅱ, she originally thought that her life would just have one more medical record.
Until she met the attending doctor Shen Yan.
He is calm, controlled, and distant, like a person who will never lose control. But the closer he got, the more Lin Zhi discovered that this psychiatrist, who could always see through other people's emotions, actually hid unspeakable fatigue and secrets.
She began to think of him frequently.
Wanting to see him, relying on him, and even mistakenly thought that she was in love with him.
But there is a default rule in psychiatry:
"Patients will fall in love with doctors, but doctors cannot fall in love with patients."
When the therapeutic relationship gradually crosses the line, when mania and depression are repeatedly pulled together, when the boundaries between "being understood" and "love" become increasingly blurred - Lin Zhi begins to be unable to tell whether he is sick or whether he has finally learned to love someone.
Purpose: Medicine can heal diseases, but love can heal people