"Remember, but you guys came in at once, and it startled me a lot. Shu Wanxin nodded lightly, looking at Ye Zirong with a disdainful look, as if she didn't quite believe that this student, who was a few years younger than herself, could cure her depression. You know, she is also a doctor herself, and she is a doctor who graduated from the top medical school in the United States.

Seeing that the situation seemed to be under control, Dean Lin took Ye Zirong's hand and walked to Shu Wanxin's side, and said, "It's good to remember, it's good to remember, Wanxin, Zirong just finished taking the college entrance examination, so he rushed to see you, so don't be in a hurry to go to the United States, let Dr. Ye take a look first, if not, it's not too late to go to the United States." ”

Glancing at Ye Zirong, the corners of Shu Wanxin's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a self-deprecating smile, and said, "Dean Lin, why do you bother? I have also been cured of this disease in the United States, but I have not been cured, and my father does not understand it at all, and he wants to drag me to the United States." In fact, in my heart, I have long lost any hope. I can cure the disease, but I can't cure my life, this is my life!"

Shu Wanxin's words this time were obviously more than the last time, but they were all frustrating words, which inevitably made Ye Zirong feel that her condition had indeed reached a very serious point and had to be treated.

And it can also be seen from her words that she has given up on treatment for her terminal illness, and for a patient who has given up treatment, any doctor will feel helpless.

Lin Zhuqing frowned, pulled Shu Wanxin from the window to the chair, asked her to sit down, and said seriously: "Wanxin, you have to be more positive, you can't always think like this." This time, I won't let you take pills anymore, Dr. Ye is a Chinese medicine doctor, and he will use Chinese medicine methods to treat you. ”

When Shu Wanxin heard this, she seemed to be a little interested, but she still stopped indifferently, and then pointed to Ye Zirong and asked: "Chinese medicine? Let's talk about it, what methods do you Chinese medicine use to treat my deep depression? It's been two years, I have seen countless doctors, and I have also been treated in the United States, but they have not improved." I don't believe you can. ”

Is this the cold-faced beauty from last time? Why are you so cold this time? And it's all cool words. However, from Shu Wanxin's words and deeds and every move, Ye Zirong has been trying to find the crux of her depression.

The god needle is very careful, and he doesn't dare to speak in the slightest, he needs to carefully observe this woman, and then figure out the story behind this woman.

He never looked away from Shu Wanxin's eyes, and said, "Sister Shu, can you let me try?"

"Of course you can!" Shu Wanxin chuckled lightly, feeling that this young man was still quite polite, completely different from those psychiatrists who asked a lot of boring questions at every turn, and put on a picture of industry experts and the first hypocritical face in the industry.

You must know that Shu's father is a high-ranking officer in the army, and Shu Wanxin is also a high-achieving student who graduated from a famous foreign medical university.

"Sister Shu, can you briefly introduce what symptoms you usually have?" Ye Zirong asked.

Why didn't this person ask me about the cause of my illness? It's too strange, will he treat the disease? Every psychiatrist who has treated Shu Wanxin, the first question is nothing more than to ask some about the cause of her disease, but the Chinese medicine doctor in front of her did not ask a similar question, which made Shu Wanxin feel very surprised.

However, this kind of accident is a surprise for Ye Zirong. Because many doctors who tried to find out the cause of Shu Wanxin's illness were sent away by her, because she was unwilling to tell others the cause of her illness, which was her secret and the only pain in her heart.

Although Shu Wanxin was diagnosed by many doctors as born with depression, the sensitive and suspicious cold-faced beauty did not believe in this diagnosis at all, especially when Shu's father told her the story of Shu's mother, she completely no longer believed that she was born with depression, because she was also a doctor and she also understood medical science.

It was also later that she slowly understood why Shu's father was more inclined to send her abroad for treatment, because only abroad could she say the root of her illness without reservation, but in China, she could never do it, because Shu's father was a big man with a certain influence in the army, and she didn't want to affect her father's future and prestige because of her illness.

Shu Wanxin coughed lightly, looked very tired, and said, "The symptoms are, right? There are many symptoms, depression, irritability, sensitivity, fantasy, no interest in anything, and sometimes, I think of suicide." ”

As she spoke, the cold-faced beauty stretched out her right arm and pulled up her cuffs, revealing a terrifying picture of a tyrannical object.

On the right arm of the white flower, there are actually scars crisscrossing and varying shades. There were more than twenty scars, like black earthworms crawling into her skin, destroying her body, and at the same time destroying the beautiful skin as white as lotus roots.

Lin Zhuqing and Ye Zirong couldn't help but be shocked when they saw it.

This scene is really regrettable.

Melancholia destroys not only Shu Wanxin's mental state, but also her body, and if it is allowed to develop, the results may be even more terrifying than imagined.

This woman's heart must have been devastated, she was not born with depression, Ye Zirong realized this very clearly, otherwise she would not torture herself so much, how sad is it to be so cruel to herself?

Ye Zirong knew that he couldn't continue to ask, because he had already vaguely found the crux of this woman's depression, although he couldn't say the crux of it in detail.

He didn't want to, and didn't dare to touch, this woman's extremely sensitive nerves.

"There's no way, sometimes it's extremely uncomfortable, and only in this way can I feel that I'm still alive. Shu Wanxin pulled down her sleeves and said lightly.

Ye Zirong has seen a lot of life and death, but after seeing the scar on Shu Wanxin's arm, he was still shocked in his heart, this is actually a very poor woman, so pitiful that his heart is broken.

After most of the day, Ye Zirong did not wake up from the shock.

"Doctor Ye, why don't you ask me about the cause of my illness?" Shu Wanxin finally couldn't help but ask.

"That's not necessary!" Ye Zirong didn't think about it, and replied directly.

"Then you see, how can you treat me?" Shu Wanxin then asked.