,

"It's okay, these clothes are all dry! Let's go to the master bedroom. I still need to play the harmonica to subconsciously heal the child."

"Oh well."

Come to the master bedroom.

In fact, little Zhongchen had already slept soundly.

Throwing medicine makes him tired.

Moreover, it is easier to remove the ghosts in the soul.

This sleep, I slept soundly.

However, he was still hunched over and huddled into a ball.

His little arms were holding his head, as if he was hiding from something.

From time to time, the body will have twitching.

In this state, Song Sanxi further confirmed his judgment.

As for Qin Xuelan, she was used to it before, but now she feels that her son is so pitiful!

Her face is filled with sadness and her eyes are full of pity.

Song Sanxi patted her shoulder and said softly: "It's okay, I'm here. Come and sit down."

Qin Xuelan nodded silently and sat down on the sofa next to Song Sanxi.

Song Sanxi took out his harmonica and started playing.

The melodious sound of the piano shocked Qin Xuelan's mind.

I saw my son's little body on the bed. After listening to the sound of the piano for a while, he suddenly

Slowly, it relaxed a little.

Although it is not fully opened, it is really effective.

He also changed his posture and faced Song Sanxi here, facing the direction of the source of the music.

Qin Xuelan couldn't hold back her tears.

Suddenly he fell beside Song Sanxi and hugged his waist.

He shook his head and looked up, with tears on his face, full of gratitude.

It's pitiful to look like that!

Song Sanxi nodded, holding the piano in one hand, and gently patted her shoulder and back with the other.

Give her encouragement and comfort.

Qin Xuelan was infinitely excited and grateful.

Song Sanxi is the best doctor in the world.

Son, there is great hope!

She slowly calmed down, looked at her son who was sleeping well, and listened to the sound of the piano.

The beautiful sound of the piano made her tortured heart feel peaceful and relaxed.

Gradually, she became a little drowsy.

However, Song San was delighted to see the opportunity, and the sound of the piano changed.

Some tunes, certain tones and sound frequencies are destined to be the work of the creator.

Like a lullaby, only like.

Because it allows people to put down their defensive awareness and enter the player's dominant world.

He was not asleep, his consciousness was still awake, but he was no longer under his control.

This is advanced hypnosis in psychology.

Hypnosis in the true sense!

Without an excellent environment and extremely high-level practitioners, it is difficult to achieve results.

Otherwise, wouldn't people with ulterior motives be able to use this method to do many things with ulterior motives?

Song Sanxi played it for a while and felt that it was almost done.

Because, Qin Xuelan has collapsed.

Lying helplessly on the old fabric sofa.

Man, sideways, S-shaped.

Under the beautiful nightgown, the body line rises and falls perfectly.

Song Sanxi came over half-crouched and sat on the small stool on the ground.

It played gracefully for a while, then slowly ended, and the sound became smaller and smaller.

He called out softly, "Xuelan"

This sound has a mysterious color and an unusually special frequency.

Only hypnosis masters have such a level of ability to change their own voice quality and frequency to achieve a magical effect.

Qin Xuelan didn't open her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she murmured in her sleep: "Brother Sanxi, what's the matter?"

"Can you recall what you saw when you arrived at the scene after Chenchen and his father had a car accident five years ago?"

"I remember" Qin Xuelan's expression was a little painful.

Tears, unconsciously, seeped out from between the closed eyelids.

Crystal clear and hot.

"Please give Brother Sanxi a good and detailed description."
Chapter completed!