After the doctor finished speaking, he raised his head and looked into Yanbin's blood-red eyes. The cold light bursting out of his eyes showed his anger that he wanted to kill someone. The doctor immediately shut up. His face was as pale as paper with fear. "Yan... Yan gentlemen."
"Severe depression. Mental illness. Ha." Yanbin smiled sympathetically and crumpled the diagnosis in his hand into a ball. With his other hand, he picked up the doctor's collar unceremoniously and brought him towards him. She yelled at him with red eyes. "I've given you everything I've told you. Let you check it carefully. Check it carefully. What kind of test result did you get for me? Ah."
Yanbin, who has always been elegant and calm, would never have cursed like this if he hadn't been really frightened and couldn't accept the fact.
"We didn't... we..." The doctor looked at the ferocious devil in front of him and was so frightened that his tongue was tied. "They are all authorities in the field of neurology. We... will consult together and we will not make a wrong diagnosis. Miss Xu, she really ...depression..."
"Shut up." The veins on Yanbin's forehead jumped sharply, and his eyes were filled with frightening bloodshot eyes. "Shut up."
Yanbin took a deep breath. One hand was still holding the doctor's collar. The other finger pointed at the door of the consultation room. "Do you know who she is? She makes a wish."
The doctor was frightened. He thought the man in front of him might have a more serious mental illness. He didn't dare to offend him. He nodded hurriedly.
"She is making a wish. She is just a wish. She is just an innocent and simple little girl. She never understands the sorrows of the world. She will always live a happy and carefree life. Do you know how charming her smile is? You must not know. She How can you have depression? You are a liar."
The doctor's body kept trembling under Yanbin's roar. It wasn't until Yanbin finished a series of curses that he spoke again: "You may be talking about her in the past. Although Miss Xu's answer was vague. . But we can also judge from her answers that she did endure a series of heavy blows some time ago. She has been living in suffering and pain during those days. She must have also suffered a lot of stimulation. That made her..."
A series of heavy blows. Yanbin was hurt, shocked and angry. He hated the person who caused her pain. He hated the person who caused her to suffer heavy blows. He hated that person even more. He turned his innocent and lovely Xiaoyuan became a patient with depression. He wanted to kill that person and cut him into pieces.
But it took him a long time to figure it out. It turned out that that person was himself.
He was the one who committed the murder. He killed her father and put the blame on Dongfang Jinye. She lost her father and husband at the same time, her two closest and most beloved people. It was him. It turned out that he was the real culprit. How ridiculous. Again How sad. He kept saying that he loved her and wanted to protect her for the rest of his life. But in the end, it brought her endless pain and turned her into this.
Yanbin's hand dropped weakly and he let go of the doctor in front of him. The doctor took a few steps back to stand still. He straightened his white coat and tried his best to maintain the image that Yanbin had just ruined.
"Answer me honestly." Yanbin's cold eyes swept over the doctor's face. "What are the symptoms of someone like her? What will happen in the most serious case?"
Facing Yanbin's cold and bone-gnawing eyes, the doctor did not dare to report dishonestly. He lowered his head and replied respectfully: "Someone like Miss Xu is already very serious. She is in a very low mood now. . She is pessimistic and hopeless about life. If the situation is more serious, she may really... not be able to bear the pressure and commit suicide."
Yanbin's body trembled suddenly. His throat slipped. In the end, nothing came out.
Covered in Yanbin's intimidating shadow, the doctor became even more frightened. He continued to tremble and said: "However, it may be because Miss Xu is still pregnant. I can feel that she is trying hard to live for the sake of her child. "
"How to cure it?" Yanbin's voice was decisive and sharp, interrupting the doctor. Although the reality was cruel, he still chose to accept it after a brief shock. He believed that as long as it was a disease, it could be cured, even if it was a disease. No matter how much effort, manpower and financial resources he was asked to spend, he would not say a word.
He is just worried. Mental illness is not like being stabbed or shot in the body. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as it is treated properly and taken good care of, the wound will heal one day. But what about depression? He doesn't know. Really He, who has always been sure of everything, felt so confused and helpless for the first time.
"The one that works faster is medication. Take some antidepressants..."
"No." This plan was decisively rejected by Yanbin. He frowned slightly. "She is pregnant now."
"I know." The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said it a little awkwardly. "My suggestion is that this child... should be aborted. You also know the current situation of Miss Xu. The child should be kept and will be born later... There is no guarantee that there will be no problems. Only after we have no children can we treat the disease without any scruples. We are still very young. There will be many opportunities in the future..."
When the doctor said this, he looked into Yanbin's eyes that were burning with rage. His voice stopped suddenly. He didn't know. Yanbin wasn't irritating him. He just hated himself. He aborted the child. There will be another chance in the future. Haha. .This feeling is so ironic. Yanbin doesn't know whether to cry or laugh. How can others know. She is so nervous about that child. She can even survive because of that child. Just because that child is Dongfang Jinye's.
"Abort the child." Yanbin smiled. The smile was bitter. At the end, he gritted his teeth. "That would be equivalent to killing her directly."
"Then..." The doctor was also very embarrassed. "We can only take her to a psychiatrist. I hope that through a series of psychological treatments, her mood can be temporarily relieved. We can make plans after the child is born."
This is the only thing that can be done for now. Yanbin didn't say anything else. He turned around and walked to the consultation room. He opened the door and walked in. At a glance, he came to the wishing seat sitting by the window.
There were no words or movements. She protected her lower abdomen with her hands and maintained the same posture. She turned her head to the window blankly. Her eyes were dull and her expression was dull. The sunshine outside the window was very warm. It cast a row of shadows under her dark eyelashes. The shadow made her face look even paler than paper. Even at this time, she was breathtakingly beautiful, but it also made Yanbin's heart beat with fear.
Because she is so beautiful. As beautiful as a pure white and clean glass doll. Transparent and fragile. No soul.
Yes. There is no soul. She is alive, but something has quietly died.
It felt like something hot and wet was about to come out of his eyes. Yanbin took a deep breath and pushed the unsatisfactory thing back. He walked over and gently hugged Xu Wan into his arms.