He has saved many people who are suffering from severe mental illness.

Some people don't change what they know, and some people simply give up on treatment and want to fend for themselves.

But because the person who rescued them was him, a legend in the medical field, in the end, these poor people successfully got rid of the torment of their hearts, regained their lives, and welcomed the sun.

But now, in the face of hopelessly severe mental illness, no matter how much psychological attainment she has, it has become a bubble.

He had saved many patients, but he couldn't save her.

He couldn't wake up the deepest side of Yan Shiyu's heart, she was always deceiving herself and immersed in her own little world.

Locked himself in that confined castle, guarded it firmly, and only allowed Chu Yunting to enter alone.

She guarded the castle so tightly that no one could get close.

So no one can tell her, wake her up, it's not a castle, it's not your home, it's a prison, it's a prison where the real you are imprisoned.

Her love for Chu Yunting is not love, but illness, Chu Yuchen wants to wake up Yan Shiyu now, but obviously, she is already terminally ill.

Chu Yuchen supported her stiff body with one hand, looking at her injured eyes, the pain in his heart was incomprehensible.

The sound of the music gradually faded away, the melodic song came to an end, and the whole ball, what she did, what expression on her face, and when the banquet ended, she didn't know.

The only remaining obsession in her heart was the cold back left for her, lingering in her heart, like a flower vine covered with thorns strangled her neck, dripping with blood.

"Look at me. Chu Yuchen frowned and forcibly turned Yan Shiyu's head in his direction, "Look at me, did you hear me!"

Yan Shiyu still didn't react.

Chu Yuchen's temples jumped straight and grabbed her towards the corner.

Yan Shiyu was startled, and wanted to break free but found that the man's arm was full of strength, as hard as iron.

Chu Yuchen looked at her with a burning eye, suddenly exerted his strength, pressed her weak shoulders to support her slender and soft waist, gently stroked the tears on her cheeks with his fingertips, and bit his face to his lips.

"Hmm...!" Yan Shiyu's eyes widened in shock, the bite hurt very much, and she struggled to resist, but she couldn't push it away.

The man licked his thin lips sexily, and the sweetness of blood filled his mouth, but it did not calm him down, but ignited his jealousy even more.

The cold and narrow ink pupils were swirling with hideous distortions, his hands were tightly clenched and he controlled Yan Shiyu, and his dark and narrow eyes endured the turbulent waves, suppressing the anger and anger in his heart.

He knew that their marriage was a mistake, but when the real facts were in front of him, her sick "love" for her brother, her neglect and disregard for herself, all of which made him unable to accept relief.

He thought he could control his emotions, car accidents, private clinics, civil affairs bureaus, and she begged her to agree to sign that expectant look.

The first time he saw her, he only had a slight affection, he just liked the kind of steadfastness with which she treated her feelings.

In other words, when they first met, Yan Shiwei was dispensable to him.

If other women have the single-mindedness to deal with feelings, he can even choose other women, and she doesn't have to be.

But now he found out that he was wrong, wrong.

It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself, he can't control his feelings at all, and he can't be as calm as he imagined.

It was the first time in 27 years that he had lost control, the first time he was irrational, and as a result, he lost his heart.

Through the experience of life and death with her, the bits and pieces of daily life, and the ubiquitous details, he thought, he may be tempted.

Yan Shiyu tightly covered her bitten lips, the originally delicate cherry lips had become red and swollen, and most of the lipstick had been eaten, and people with a little eye could see what she had just experienced.

When she said it, she was ashamed and angry, more of the anger of being kissed, her voice trembled, pointing at him and scolding, but there were no low-level words in her mind, and after thinking about it for a long time, what she finally said was just a pervert, a beast is not as good as a kind of words that do not have much deterrent effect on a high-level demon like Chu Yuchen, "Are you a hooligan? You bite! Crazy, I want to call Chu Yunting over!"

The eyebrows and eyes were red, and the pear vortex on the little face was deeply sunken, obviously because he was angry, and his expression towards Chu Yuchen was naturally not so good.

But in Chu Yuchen's eyes, these are more like coquettishness, and the cuteness just wants people to bully her, imprison her, and possess her worse.

I thought of it, and did it.

Chu Yuchen tightened his arms, and used his slender legs to directly control her movement with the disparity and advantage between men and women's bodies, grabbed her delusional and wanted to reach out and scratch her claws, and slapped her with a "snap", not light or heavy, but full of intimidation, and the back of her white hand had already come out with red marks.

"Don't move, be obedient, you're welcome to move again. ”

When she spoke, she was aggrieved and angry, and her lips trembled and she couldn't speak.

Just now she scolded him so hysterically for being shameless, but the man not only did not have any intention of repenting, but threatened himself because he was slapped in the face?

Yan Shi Yan struggled violently, Chu Yuchen hugged her tighter, and the voice of the Yin Owl was like a demon from hell asking for debts, constantly echoing in her ears, evil and ruthlessly crushing her defense, "The people around are watching, if you are willing to be watched, you can continue to move, I don't mind." ”

Listen to how shameless this is, it's a scoundrel!

Yan Shiyu was completely shocked by his anti-guest rhetoric, where was she Chu Yuchen's opponent?

The demons in the imperial capital are all "cannibal" Sven scum, most of them are the ancestors of the character generation, with a dignified appearance, but in their bones they are badly dressed beasts.

is dressed in a handsome skin, giving people the most deadly temptation, and in the end, there are no bones left to be deceived and there are still people who have to count the money.

This kind of man is usually called a high-level demon.

The children of the Chu family are well-known as the "child kings" in the circle, and they are usually used by adults to scare children.

Ordinary people use the wolf grandmother, but among the wealthy families, they use the names of Chu Yunting and Chu Yuchen.

It was only later that Chu Yuchen went abroad to study and gradually disappeared from the public eye and hidden, which made all the young masters breathe a sigh of relief.

One less is one! They can't afford to mess with it!

is usually an ancestor who shows off his martial arts, but when he comes to the Chu family brothers, he becomes a grandson, who can bear this?

When the two brothers were young, they did a lot of harm to these self-proclaimed and dashing wealthy young masters.

When he was young, he established the existence of "spiritual faith" among his peers, and when he grew up, he was even more terrifying.

Looking around, sure enough, there were a few noble ladies who were still in the middle of the banquet and had not left, as if they were quietly pointing at her, and there was a teasing smile on their faces.

Yan Shiyu looked at the eyes of the people around her blankly, and the fear in her heart became more and more desperate.

Who are they looking at? Is it her?