"Is there any way you can cure Shengsheng's mania?"
Yi Ziming: "Of course there are ways. Mental illness like mania is difficult to cure, but it is not incurable. I have to prepare a medicine suitable for my sister-in-law according to her constitution. If I'm lucky, I should be able to cure it within half a year.
Recover.”
Hearing that he could recover, Ji Yuting's tense heart relaxed a lot.
"Okay, work out a treatment plan as soon as possible. When Shengsheng gets sick next time, I will quietly bring her over for infusion."
Yi Ziming grabbed the key word, "Quietly? Brother Yu, you don't plan to tell your sister-in-law, but you want to secretly help her cure her illness?"
Ji Yuting lowered his eyes and sighed, "Shengsheng has a strong temper. If she knew that she had a mental illness like mania that can harm others, she would probably be very uncomfortable. I know her. She may take extreme measures for the people she loves around her. First of all,
Try to hide it as much as possible, and we will see how to solve other problems when the time comes."
Since this is the case, Yi Ziming has nothing to say.
He simply gave Shengge some medicine to soothe her spirit and enhance her immunity.
The infusion lasted for two and a half hours, with Ji Yuting standing by and applying ice packs to his face.
I was busy in the laboratory until late at night before finishing the Shengge matter.
Ji Yuting held Shengge, who was still awake, and drove back to Yusheng Xiaozhu.
After running hard all night, he finally got some rest. He played music closely and fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion.
During this sleep, Shengge slept until noon the next day.
She was woken up by a call from her assistant.
"Mr. Xiaolu, the project leader from the Deauville Group will come over to sign the contract this afternoon. It's almost time. Are you still coming today?"
Already a little closer?
When it came to signing the contract, her thoughts gradually cleared up.
"Okay, I understand, come here soon."
After hanging up the phone, she tried to stand up and suddenly felt a splitting headache, especially the back of her head.
My whole body was weak from the pain, and as soon as I sat up, my body fell back uncontrollably.
But she did not hit the wooden board at the head of the bed, but lay down on the broad and strong chest.
She barely needed to open her eyes to know who was behind her, "Husband, did you turn off my alarm clock? Otherwise, how could I sleep until almost one o'clock in the afternoon?"
"Seeing that you have been tired these past few days, I just want you to have a good sleep. If you still have a headache, just rest for a while. I can help you reject the Deauville Group contract and postpone the signing."
"No, this contract has been postponed for a long time due to previous events. If it continues to be delayed, accidents may easily happen. My body has almost recovered, so it is better to deal with these matters as soon as possible."
Ji Yuting held her in his arms without any intention of letting go of her, "But Shengsheng, you have a headache."
She opened her eyes weakly, "Maybe it's because I haven't adapted to the climate since I returned home. Go get me a packet of headache powder and it should be fine."
"Headache powder is easily addictive, so let me massage it for you to soothe your nerves."
His slender fingertips gently pressed her temples, massaging her scalp that was tight due to pain.
Shengge did not refuse and enjoyed his service, "It's strange, the injury on the back of my head is almost healed, but when I woke up, it started to hurt again."
Ji Yuting paused with his fingers and covered his dark eyes with a guilty conscience, "Maybe... you had a stiff neck last night, so I pressed it for you."
Shengge leaned in his arms and was still manipulated by him.
His technique was always good, and after a few minutes of massage, Shengge really felt that her headache was somewhat relieved.
Her thoughts gradually came back, and she suddenly remembered something.
"Husband, why don't I remember how I came back last night?"
She had no impression at all, but she didn't drink. How could she be like a fragment?