After An Rumei left, Ye Junlang and Mu Wanrou were the only ones left in the room.
Looking at Mu Wanrou's pale jade face, he said, "Aunt Mu, try to relax yourself and don't be too tense. It will be much better if you can relax."
Mu Wanrou gritted her teeth and frowned, as if she was holding back some pain.
Ye Junlang also knew that it was easy for him to say it, but it was very difficult for Mu Wanrou to do it. He had never experienced this kind of mental illness, but he had also seen post-war syndrome like this, some of which were actually mental.
Yes, during an attack, I will have a splitting headache, hallucinations, and even engage in various acts of self-mutilation.
Ye Junlang seemed helpless in this situation. He could only try his best to find some light topics to distract Mu Wanrou's attention, which would make Mu Wanrou feel better.
Suddenly——
"ah!!"
Mu Wanrou made a sound of unbearable pain from her tightly pursed lips. A sharp tingling pain came like a tidal wave, completely destroying her sanity and making her whole scalp numb.
, the eyes in her eyes were distracted, her face was extremely pale, and layers of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
She screamed in extreme pain and couldn't help but reach out and grab her hair, as if she wanted to tear it off.
"Aunt Mu, calm down!"
Ye Junlang's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out and grabbed Mu Wanrou's arms to prevent her from pulling his hair and causing harm to herself.
Mu Wanrou was usually an elegant and graceful mature woman, seemingly delicate and weak, but at this moment when the pain was so painful that she lost her sanity, she struggled with frightening intensity.
Not only his hands, but also his legs were kicking around, his whole body was also tumbling and twisting, his face was full of pain, his eyes were tightly closed with tears, and he screamed in agony from time to time.
Voice.
"Aunt Mu, Aunt Mu, can you hear me? Calm down." Ye Junlang shouted quickly, trying to calm down Mu Wanrou.
But it was of no use at all. During Mu Wanrou's strenuous struggle, the buttons of the shirt she was wearing suddenly fell off one by one in the violent churning of her body. Mainly because her peak itself was an extremely majestic existence.
In the process of the body twisting and tightening, the button was naturally squeezed and fell off.
As the buttons of the shirt fell off, two snow-white and plump breasts popped out.
Ye Junlang glanced out of the corner of his eye and his face was stunned. There was actually a vacuum inside Mu Wanrou's shirt.
This meant that the giant snow-white peak, which had not declined at all due to her age, was now in full view. It was swaying left and right as the owner's body twisted violently, creating waves of white waves.
Ye Junlang took a deep breath to calm himself down. He gritted his teeth and suddenly controlled Mu Wanrou's whole body. Then his body pressed down on Mu Wanrou, thus controlling Mu Wanrou's large movements.
Struggle behavior.
"Aunt Mu, Aunt Mu——" Ye Junlang shouted in Mu Wanrou's ear.
"I hurt so much, I hurt so much... I don't want to live, I hurt so much!"
Mu Wanrou couldn't hear Ye Junlang's words at all. Her head shook violently and she spoke incoherently.
It's really not an option to continue like this.
Ye Junlang gritted his teeth and suddenly struck Mu Wanrou on the neck with the edge of his palm.
After the blow, Mu Wanrou opened her mouth and groaned, and she immediately passed out.
Ye Junlang was naturally very measured in his actions. He would not really hurt Mu Wanrou, but just knocked her out. In this case, it would be better if she fainted.
Mu Wanrou finally stopped struggling, which made Ye Junlang relax a little. It wasn't that he couldn't control Mu Wanrou, but he was just worried that Mu Wanrou would get some unexpected sprains during the fierce struggle.
Moreover, Mu Wanrou fell into a coma for a short time, which was better than feeling the severe stinging pain when she was awake.
After Ye Junlang breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt that his whole body was surrounded by a delicate and soft feeling, and a rich and elegant mature woman's scent completely enveloped him.
Only then did he realize that he was still pressing on Mu Wanrou.
It's quite embarrassing when I think about it. If An Rumei saw it, I'm afraid it would cause misunderstanding.
Ye Junlang quickly sat up and happened to see the majestic white and tender snow mountain lose its weight and return to its full and round natural state. It was still trembling slightly, and it took a long time for the waves to calm down.
The movement and stillness are full of fun and fascinating.
Ye Junlang quickly calmed down, Mu Wanrou was suffering from illness, and he was indeed taking advantage of others' danger by looking like this.
Ye Junlang thought for a while, then reached out and buttoned back the buttons on Mu Wanrou's shirt, so that he would not know how to explain An Rumei's mother's topless look when she came back.
He had already seen the onset of Mu Wanrou's illness. An Rumei had taken Mu Wanrou to various major hospitals to seek medical treatment, but all in vain.
This made Ye Junlang think, wouldn’t it be better if he could start from traditional Chinese medicine?
Ye Junlang thought of the ancient hidden family. Since there are ancient martial arts masters, are there also those invisible medical masters in this world? These medical masters have inherited the true medical skills of China for five thousand years.
, just like the ancient martial arts masters inheriting the true ancient martial arts of China.
Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sound of the door opening outside the room, and then An Rumei walked in. She bought sleeping pills.
When An Rumei saw that her mother had fallen asleep on the bed, she looked startled and asked, "What's wrong with my mother?"
"Your mother's pain suddenly intensified just now. She couldn't bear it at all. She started pulling her hair and tended to self-harm. I just need to knock your mother out. But don't worry, she won't be hurt in any way. I just let her fall asleep. That's it.
It will be better for her," Ye Junlang said.
An Rumei nodded, took a deep breath, and looked worried. She said, "What should I do if my mother is in this situation? If there is no medication to control her, she will have an attack every half a month. If it is not controlled, she will have an attack.
, and gradually it will shorten to once a week, and eventually it may happen every day. At that time, I am afraid that my mother really won’t be able to bear it.”
At the end of the story, there were tears in An Rumei's eyes.
Ye Junlang walked up to An Rumei and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
An Rumei leaned against Ye Junlang suddenly, sobbing softly uncontrollably.
Ye Junlang took a deep breath and said softly: "Don't worry, I believe there will be a way. I will help you find out some information. If there is a master of medicine in the world, I think your mother's illness will be under control."
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After hearing this, An Rumei's eyes ignited with hope, and she said, "Is there really such a master of medicine?"
"I think there will be." Ye Junlang said with certainty.
"Thank you Xiao Langlang, you have always been by my side during the most difficult stage of my life." An Rumei said softly and from the bottom of her heart.
Smelling the mature fragrance that hit his nostrils, Ye Junlang's mind moved and he couldn't help but subconsciously wrapped his arms around An Rumei's waist and hugged her into his arms.
Ye Junlang suddenly realized a problem - just now he was pressing his body on Mu Wanrou, and now he was holding An Rumei in his arms. Is this really good?