When Wen Jun came in, he saw Zhuge Qingyao's pure and miserable face, and those eyes that were as clear as water and slightly confused, which made people feel intoxicated when they saw it.

She seemed more haggard, more aloof, and more beautiful than she had been yesterday—a poignant beauty that I couldn't tell whether it was intoxication or heartache.

Seeing Wen Jun walk in, Zhuge Qingyao's eyes suddenly brightened, and his pale face was extremely ruddy and shiny, like a ripe peach.

Duan Jingru pointed at Wen Jun and said with a coquettish smile: "Mr. Zhuge , the person you are looking for is here." ”

Zhuge Feiyang and Yang Jianming were surprised almost at the same time: "It's you?" ”

Wen Jun came back to his senses, withdrew the charming peach blossom eyes from Zhuge Qingyao, and said unprepared: "Master Zhuge ? Yang Shao is in charge? How are you? ”

Zhuge Feiyang laughed for a moment, stroked his beard and said: "This world is not big, but it is not small, Assistant Wen, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." ”

Although Wen Jun was confused, he had to nod and say, "Yes, what a coincidence." Sister-in-law, are they looking for me? ”

Duan Jingru smiled and nodded, "Half a year ago, didn't you rescue a girl who accidentally fell off a cliff in Huashan?" ”

Wen Jun nodded and said, "Well, there's such a thing, what's wrong?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang chuckled and said, "That person is the little girl Zhuge Qingyao." ”

Wen Jun's gaze fell on that innocent face again, and fell on those burning eyes. He suddenly felt a strong urge to take her into his arms.

That's right, things are exactly what he imagined. By chance, he and his junior sister's thousand-year-old immortal souls were attached to Wen Jun and Zhuge Qingyao who fell off the cliff at the same time.

Zhuge Qingyao's gaze was like a fire, a warm, scorching heat, as if it was about to melt him.

The two of you look at me like this, and I look at you, stunned and speechless.

Yang Jianming looked at Zhuge Qingyao in surprise, he seemed to see a trace of something strange in his wife's burning gaze. Because of that kind of gaze, he used to be very familiar.

For a long time, a long time, as if it had been a century so long, Zhuge Qingyao seemed to be in a dream, and couldn't help muttering: "Master......"

The word "senior brother" almost blurted out, but Wen Jun interrupted her words alertly, and a natural smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I saved you, Mrs. Yang." ”

The sentence "Mrs. Yang" instantly pulled Zhuge Qingyao's mind back to reality, her face suddenly became pale and indifferent, her lips trembled, and she squeezed out two words: "Thank you." ”

Wen Jun sighed secretly, and a kind of unspeakable melancholy suddenly surged in his heart.

Zhuge Qingyao gradually understood that she was now Mrs. Yang, and this was an unchangeable fact! How about two people recognizing each other? What about not recognizing each other?

She quietly turned, facing a wall like her cold face. She didn't want anyone to see the expression on her face at this time, and she didn't want anyone to know how she was feeling at this time.

She preferred to keep it away, to hide it in the deepest part of her heart, like a miser who collects his most precious treasures, and only in the dead of night will she take them out to be alone.

Whether it is pain, sweetness, sadness, or relief, only she knows it.

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Feiyang couldn't help frowning, breaking the silence: "Assistant Wen, the grace of saving your life, toothless and unforgettable." Since that injury, the little girl's temperament has changed greatly, and she doesn't want to talk to people more, so I hope you don't be surprised. ”

Wen Junqiang smiled: "I understand. ”

Duan Jingru suddenly said, "Isn't Miss Zhuge still well?" ”

Yang Jianming sighed: "We have taken her to most of China, and we have seen countless professors, experts, and miracle doctors, but we can't find anything wrong. ”

Zhuge Feiyang's face was helpless and sad. Zhuge Qingyao is his youngest child, the pearl of his proud palm, but now he is depressed, how can he not be sad?

Wen Jun seemed to be reminding, and said lightly: "This is a mental illness, and the heart disease is also a heart medicine." ”

When he heard this, Zhuge Qingyao's body trembled slightly.

Zhuge Feiyang nodded and said, "That's what the doctors all said. However, this child has a cheerful personality since he was a child, and he can't hide words in his heart at all, so what's wrong with his heart? ”

Duan Jingru smiled lightly: "We have a very famous psychiatrist here, Mr. Zhuge , why don't you ask him to take a look at Ling Qianjin?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang was pleasantly surprised: "What Dean Duan said is true? ”

Duan Jingru said with a smile: "It's true. ”

Zhuge Feiyang hurriedly said, "Dean Duan, where is the doctor you are talking about?" Take us to him. ”

Duan Jingru glanced at Wen Jun and said with a smile: "This person is far away in the sky, close in front of him. ”

Zhuge Feiyang looked at Wen Jun in surprise, and said in disbelief: "Assistant Wen? ”

Duan Jingru explained with a smile: "Before he became the mayor's assistant, he was a psychiatrist and treated many patients with mental depression. ”

This was really unexpected by Zhuge Feiyang. In his mind, his son-in-law Yang Jianming is personable, able to write and know martial arts, and can also be called rare when looking at the entire Chinese martial arts. How did he know that there were such characters in Suzhou City, how could he not be surprised?

He stared at Wen Jun with burning eyes, and said worriedly: "This is very good. It's just that Assistant Wen has a lot of opportunities, is he willing to waste time for the little girl? ”

Even in the face of a stranger's request, Wen Jun, who has the heart of a doctor's parents, will not hesitate to agree, not to mention Zhuge Qingyao, who has a chaotic emotional entanglement with him? He also wanted to find a chance to communicate with her.

After all, conjecture is just conjecture, separated from the facts by a thin film of paper.

Wen Jun's gaze once again rested on Zhuge Qingyao's delicate and delicate back, only to see her body trembling slightly, like a slight ripple on the surface of a calm lake.

Her heart was trembling and tangled. She was secretly wondering if he would agree to his father's request. Do you want to be treated by him?

Wen Jun muttered: "It is a great honor for Master Zhuge to be competent, but I don't know if Miss Zhuge will agree?" ”

Zhuge Feiyang's expression suddenly darkened, Wen Jun's words can be said to be in one sentence, this is the crux of the problem.

He and Yang Jianming took Zhuge Qingyao to visit famous doctors, including many psychiatrists, but she did not cooperate with the doctor's treatment at all. In order to cure mental illness, there needs to be a good interaction between doctors and patients, otherwise, doctors will not be able to do anything, even if they have great skills.

Zhuge Feiyang walked up to her side and said softly, "Yao'er, do you want to ask Dr. Wen to help you take a look?" ”