Dr. Jioho looked at Yin Lian, who was as cold as ever, and felt very nostalgic.

Yin Lian walked to the door, stretched out his foot and kicked on the door, and soon, the door opened from the inside.

He Yi looked at this scene and felt particularly magical.

Just now, he used his strength to feed, but even Yin Yulan, who was coaxing and coaxing, just didn't open the door. And Yin Lian stretched out his foot and kicked on the door, and Yin Yulan opened the door for her.

He remembered that he would learn from Yin Lian next time and kick twice.

After Dr. Jioho entered, He Yi immediately asked impatiently, "Yin Lian, when did you meet Dr. Jioho, as far as I know, Dr. Jioho has never been to country Z." ”

Si Tingyu sat on the side, his obsidian eyes with the shadow of a girl in them.

"I met when I went to country L before." Yin Lian said lightly, picked up the tea on the table, and returned to his original position to sit down.

"Have you been to Country L?" He Yi asked.

"Hmm."

"When did you be?" All the questions He Yi asked were what Si Tingyu wanted to ask.

After Yin Lian took two sips of tea, he said slowly: "When I was just in junior high school, she said that I would go abroad for training, so she bought me a plane ticket and let me go to country L." ”

He Yi opened his mouth and looked at Yin Lian, who said this lightly, don't look at Yin Lian's words, but in fact, this is very informative.

Just entered junior high school, twelve or thirteen years old, right?

and the 'she' in Yin Lian's mouth, he guessed correctly, referring to 'her''s own mother Zeng Xuerong.

Let a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl go alone to a foreign land? Is this a workout? How did he sound like exile?

Is this my own mother?!!

Si Tingxi's face was completely gloomy, his fingers pinched the cup, and his fingertips turned white hard.

After a while, Dr. Jioho came out of Yin Yulan's room.

"How's it going?"

"It's a bit bad."

Yin Lian's brows furrowed.

"But when I was hypnotizing him, I discovered something." When Dr. Jioho said this, his eyes fell on Yin Lian's body.

"When I mentioned your name just now, he reacted normally. So I came up with a treatment plan specifically for him. ”

"You often take him out when you have time to get in touch with the outside world."

Yin Lian thought back to the past, when Yin Yulan was with her, she did look normal.

"You don't have to worry about taking him to crowded places." Dr. Jioho said.

Yin Lian raised his hand and touched his chin, then lowered his head to look at Dr. Jioho, "You mean, taking him to more crowded places might be more useful for his condition?" ”

"You can try."

Yin Lian was very unhappy with these four words.

Disgusted, Dr. Jioho is tempted to say that he is a psychiatrist and not a prophet.

"His situation is different from that of ordinary autistic patients, so you can't use general methods, you can try this treatment plan first. It should work, but if it doesn't work, I'll think of something else. ”

That's all there is to it.

After Dr. Jioho left, Si Tinghui proposed to Yin Lian: "This weekend, the general manager of the Liangcheng branch of the Si chaebol will take office and hold a banquet at the Liangcheng Hotel, you can take Yin Yulan there. ”

"You're going too?" Yin Lian had long guessed that Si Tingyu was related to the Si family in Zhongzhou, but there was no definite evidence.

Without waiting for Si Tinghui to answer, Yin Lian then asked, "Do you have an invitation?" ”

She remembered that when she was in the Yin family's old mansion before, Yin Ruide gave Yin Chengye and Yin Chengping an invitation letter respectively.