In the ward, Jeon Baolan looked at Park Ji-sub with a tense face, but no matter how the girl put on a fierce appearance, she still looked like an angry rabbit, without any lethality.

Park Ji-sub held an orange in his hand, completely ignored the girl's anger, peeled it off unhurriedly, and then broke off a piece and put it on the other party's mouth.

"I'm not going!" Quan Baolan turned her head in annoyance and shouted angrily.

"Slave, be obedient, and strive to recover within half a year, so that you can ......"

"Ah, I'm not sick, I can eat, drink and sleep, why should I go to a psychiatrist!" Quan Baolan was like a fried kitten, wrinkling his little face and roaring loudly.

Park Ji-sub wordlessly stuffed the orange into his mouth, and after hearing his advice, this girl became like this. It's completely a one, if you dare to force me, I will bite you to death, it's just helpless.

"Slave, Li Tingyu told me." Park Ji-sub organized his language and said earnestly: "Now your symptoms are still very mild, as long as you mediate well, you will recover soon." ”

"What's wrong with me?" Quan Baolan's eyes widened, and he waved his small fist in protest and said, "Isn't it just to talk about dreams occasionally, and then call your name, what a big deal!" ”

"But you fainted today." Park Ji-sub raised his eyebrows and said quickly.

"That's because I have low blood sugar." Quan Baolan replied without hesitation.

"I obviously prepared so much sugar for you, how can it be low blood sugar."

"I forgot to eat it!"

"Joke, you forget to eat?"

"What do you mean?" Jeon Baolan was stunned for a moment, and then glared at Park Ji-sub viciously and said angrily, "You mean I'm greedy?" ”

"Hey, slave, don't change the subject, now we're talking about ......" Park Ji-sub said with a wry smile.

"I don't care, you answer me first. Don't you dislike me for being greedy? Quan Baolan pursed her lips, and asked with resentment written on her little face.

Suddenly, Park Ji-sub was choked, and he realized that he seemed to be out of line. It is estimated that even after answering, the other party will distort the topic, and then the proposal to see a psychiatrist will be diverted, when did this girl become so difficult. Park Ji-sub rubbed his nose and thought.

"Don't speak, you just dislike people, no wonder you haven't come to me recently." Quan Baolan's eyes turned red, and he began to shout with a sad face: "Negative man, people like you so much, you just let me down like this, liar!" ”

"Stop, slave, take a break. I'll go out and buy you something to eat. Park Ji-sub directly raised his hand in surrender, stood up and ran out.

Quan Baolan stopped complaining, looked at the closed door, and leaned on the head of the bed in a daze. She knew her own problems better than anyone else, but she didn't expect it to reach the point where she couldn't hide it......

"President, what's the situation?" Li Tingyu, who was guarding the door, hurriedly stepped forward and asked when he saw Park Ji-sub coming out.

"It's a big problem, this girl's typical resistance mentality." Park Ji-sub glared at Li Tingyu angrily. If I had said it earlier, I wouldn't have had to put it off until now.

Usually. People with mental illness will deny that they are sick, of course! There are also those who cooperate with the treatment, but it is obvious that all Baolan belongs to that category of resistance. And the reason for the other party's resistance Park Ji-sub can also guess a few points, it is nothing more than the fear that he will really get sick...... After all, in Quan Baolan's opinion, she is a normal mess now.

"I'm going to talk to a psychiatrist and see if there's any solution." Park Ji-sub was too lazy to deal with Lee Ting-ok anymore. He waved his hand and strode away.

Then Li Juli, Park So-yeon, Park Hyo-min and others came to visit, and after seeing that there was nothing wrong with Quan Baolan, a few people left with peace of mind. Li Tingyu naturally won't say much about Quanbaolan's psychological problems, this kind of thing, the less people know about it, the better.

Until evening. Park Ji-sub returned to the hospital, but his expression became more gloomy.

"President, what does the doctor say?" Li Tingyu asked with a dry throat.

Quan Baolan's future is equal to his future, if something goes wrong with the other party, his hard work in the past few years will be in vain.

"It's a big problem." Park Ji-sub glanced at the other party and said coldly, "I'll go in and talk to the slave!" ”

Li Tingyu nodded with a pale face, Park Ji-sub had called him before and asked him many detailed questions, and at the same time, after contacting someone in the United States who had been an assistant to Quanbaolan, he came to a very cheating conclusion.

Love OCD!

Of course, the symptoms of Quanbao Blue are even more strange, so to speak, out of this disease, but there are many behaviors that match. For example, being restless, not sleeping well, irritable, and suspicious, it's just that these girls don't express it at all in front of Park Ji-sub, and only when he is not present, the other party will behave like this.

And this is the biggest source of the problem, Quanbaolan is suppressing itself, and even torturing itself.

"Slave, I bought you grapefruit!" Park Ji-sub took a deep breath, pushed the door in, and said softly with a smile on his face.

"Oh, help me peel it off." Quan Baolan smiled sweetly and said with a happy face.

A different color flashed in Park Ji-sub's eyes, and then he and the girl began to talk about some inconsetrical words. After a while, his mobile phone rang suddenly, and Park Ji-sub took out his phone and looked at Jeon Baolan, and quickly walked out the door.

Quan Baolan smiled and watched the other party leave, until the moment the door closed, the girl's face turned cold instantly......

Park Ji-sub stood stiffly outside the door, there was no phone at all, but he told Kim Wa to call. Just like the doctor said, the girl did suffer from 'love obsessive-compulsive disorder', but for some reasons, she felt that the positions of the two were completely unequal, so she suppressed her resentment and pretended not to care.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and the moment he closed the door just now, Quan Baolan's gloomy face was not at all as cute as usual, it was almost like two people.

"It's going to be over!" Park Ji-sub swallowed his saliva, rubbed his temples, and walked into the room with a small face again.

"Ji-sub, what's the matter?" Jeon Baolan's eyes looked at Park Ji-sub with gentle eyes and asked softly, "It looks like you have something on your mind." ”

"It's okay, there's something to ask me about the company." Park Ji-sub replied with a dodgy look.

"In this way, if you are busy, you can go back first, I don't need you to take care of it." Quan Baolan bit her lip and said in a casual tone: "And I have grown up, which is different from before, so I don't need you to accommodate me so much." ”

Park Ji-sub listened to these words with a pale face, if it was before he learned that Jeon Baolan was sick, he might have been very happy, after all, this girl is so considerate of herself. But when he thought that the other party was actually suppressing the huge resentment in his heart, he felt shuddered...... There seemed to be such a picture in front of him, on a bed, his cold corpse lying there, Quan Baolan holding him......

"Damn, it can't be!" Park Ji-sub shook his head and shouted. (To be continued.) )

PS: Dragon Tiger Mountain, it's really big......