In this rapidly developing society, more and more people are suffering from minor or major illnesses, obsessive-compulsive disorder, phobia... Is society crushing us, or are we escaping from this cruel society...
"Old man Li, I've started to have insomnia again recently. Are you going to prescribe me some more estazolam?" "Wang Wenrou, I won't prescribe you any more diazepam drugs. Why don't you go to Dr. Wang, the doctor I introduced to you?" "I... I don't have any mental problems. I'm not..." Before he could finish his words, Old Man Li interrupted him again. "Wang Wenrou, why don't I ask you to see a psychiatrist?" The other thing is just to relieve your mental stress, you know? ""I..." "I'm just asking you if you're going to go!" Old Man Li's tone was just three minutes away from him. "I... I'll go to... Old Man Fang to see if he can prescribe some medicine for me. Bye!" After saying that, I slipped out like a wind, without thinking that he would call my "sister mom" again!
My name is Wang Wenrou, and I don't know why my late parents thought of giving me this name. I am 29 years old, unmarried, and I have a serious illness!