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Chapter 389: 388. Recommending you a therapeutic movie (Added update for Alliance Hierarch “Maple Wind Drift”)_1 Chapter 389: 388. Recommending you a therapeutic movie (Added update for Alliance Hierarch “Maple Wind Drift”)_1 Meanwhile, “Days of Spring Without War” officially premiered domestically.

Audiences in China, having watched the ceremony at Cannes, were confused.

They didn’t know what the movie was really about.

After the packed premiere, the audience’s expressions seemed as confused as if their brains had been scrambled by an egg beater.

But soon, that mysterious yet healing smile began to spread throughout the country.

Jiangcheng.

North Road No. 900, Jiangcheng City Mental Hospital.

Dr. Hao took a look at the cafeteria’s setup and nodded in satisfaction.

The cafeteria had been set up with a huge projection screen and a projector, and the tables and chairs had been arranged like a movie theater.

Tonight, a movie would be shown here for the hospital’s patients.

The name of the movie was “Days of Spring Without War.”

This was part of a special film-warming event sponsored by Lu Ban.

Since box office considerations were not a concern, Lu Ban’s thought was to enable more people to see it, to increase its influence.

Schools, mental hospitals, prisons, towns, villages—to the fields, to the broadest masses of people.

This time it was a public welfare film screening at Jiangcheng City Mental Hospital.

Dr. Hao had not seen the movie himself; he had only heard from others that the film could heal the heart, and that after watching it, one would rekindle the desire and hope for life.

He thought it was quite remarkable; he had been a psychologist for many years and had never encountered a work that could truly change a person’s attitude towards life.

If watching a movie could make people positive, then weren’t psychologists going to be out of a job?

The patients were seated according to the severity of their symptoms, and Dr. Hao immediately spotted the painter known as Bi Jia.

He was now a beloved big brother in the severe illness area, capable of helping doctors provide psychological counseling to other patients.

But he always thought that his mental illness was severe.

Perhaps that too was an illness.

Bi Jia had the patients from the severe illness area seated, then he came to Dr. Hao.

“Doctor, everyone is here; we can start now,” he said.

Dr. Hao gestured for him to take a seat and signaled the projectionist to start the movie.

He himself sat next to the projector, with a cup of goji berry-infused water, blowing on it softly.

The film began.

A hundred minutes later, the mental hospital’s cafeteria fell silent.

The patients all watched the slowly rolling credits, speechless.

Dr. Hao sat there stunned, feeling he should think of something, feeling he should do something, but he couldn’t move, he couldn’t speak, only the last image of Amber remaining in his mind.

The goji berry water had gone cold.

Dr. Hao could only watch as Bi Jia slowly stood up, came to his side, and patted his shoulder.

“If there’s something you want to say, just say it, it will make you feel better,” Bi Jia consoled.

Finally, Dr. Hao’s expression collapsed, and he wept uncontrollably, sobbing, breaking down completely into Bi Jia’s embrace.

“Why is it like this, why does it have to be like this, what on earth did she do wrong!!?” he cried out.

The other nurses and doctors, accompanied by Dr. Hao’s emotional breakdown, gradually began to fall apart too.

At that moment, the psychiatric patients, one by one, came to the sides of these healthcare workers, trying their best to comfort them.

A harmoniously joyful scene unfolded in the cafeteria.

This scene happened all across the country.

In maximum security prisons, the day after watching “Days of Spring Without War,” over thirty percent of hardcore criminals confessed to additional undetected crimes, and some who had previously refused to admit guilt were now tearfully signing confessions.

In common prisons, the inmates’ work attitudes became much more positive, many trying hard to write reflections, study knowledge, and earnestly reform themselves.

The police station received thousands of confessions within three days of the movie’s release; some people even confessed to stealing spicy strips from the snack shop at their school gates when they were in elementary school.

As unbelievable as it seems, Lu Ban’s “Peaceful Days in Spring” actually helped many people rediscover the meaning of life.

If the world in the movie is so grim, and our world is so wonderful, why shouldn’t we strive to make the most of it?

On the street, when you come across someone with a healing yet mysterious smile, there is no doubt that they just watched “Peaceful Days in Spring”.

Police officer He Youwu had been feeling somewhat worn out lately.

He often worked night shifts, always had trouble sleeping, and even started losing hair. Though in his twenties, he looked wan and aged like someone in their thirties or forties.

On top of that, for some inexplicable reason, many people had been coming in to volunteer, keeping He Youwu exceptionally busy.

He was on duty in the watch room again that day.

“These are common symptoms of modern fatigue. Do you often feel tired, struggle to open your eyes in the morning, find it tough to get up, feel exhausted at work, unable to concentrate, and eager to slack off, then lie in bed at night unable to sleep, wanting only to look at your phone until it’s suddenly the wee hours?”

His colleague Chen Danshen inquired.

“Ah yes, yes, yes.”

He Youwu nodded hastily.

“Is there a way to treat this?”

“Well, I recommend you watch a movie that’s really heartwarming. After you see it, your mood should improve, and you’ll feel hopeful about life again,”

Chen Danshen suggested.

“Really? What movie is it?”

He Youwu asked with curiosity.

“It’s called ‘Peaceful Days in Spring’. It’s currently playing in theaters. You can check it out after your shift if you’re free.”

Chen Danshen offered with a smile.

He Youwu felt that smile was a bit strange but couldn’t quite put his finger on the problem.

Chen Danshen had been his partner for so long, he wouldn’t set him up, right?

With that thought, He Youwu headed to the cinema; only after buying a ticket did he realize, “Isn’t that Lu Ban?”

Oh right, he is a director, and his previous films were pretty good.

He Youwu felt his memory was failing, too.

He sat down, watched the movie start, develop, and then saw the conclusion.

Coming out of the cinema, He Youwu didn’t message Chen Danshen; instead, he turned and headed straight to North Road No. 900.

He felt there might be something wrong with his brain and that he needed treatment urgently.

However, upon arriving, He Youwu found the atmosphere a bit odd.

The doctors in the hallway were of various ages, and there were hardly any young nurses around.

He Youwu registered and joined the queue, finally arriving at the psychological counseling room.

“Hello, how can I assist you?”

The doctor was quite young and gave off the air of an artist.

“It’s like this, I just saw a movie, and my mind is a mess now. I think I might have some cognitive issues and wanted to ask…”

He Youwu had only started speaking when his sharp police instincts made him notice something.

The doctor was wearing hospital slippers, and the pants that showed under the white coat were unmistakably those of a hospital patient’s uniform.

He was a mental health patient!!?

He Youwu quickly looked up, only to see that the doctor sported a healing yet mysterious smile.

Looking at that smile, He Youwu had a sudden epiphany.

He, too, displayed the same smile.

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