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"Doctor Song, can I come over now?"

The girl's voice trembled a little, and her whole body shrunk on the park bench.

Wrap your hands around your legs.

Good-looking slender fingers grip the phone tightly, and the fingertips are white.

"What's wrong, Ann?"

A soft tone came slowly from the other end, moistening the heart like the water of a spring in a deep valley.

"I... I'm so scared...."

When she heard Dr. Song's voice, she would suddenly become calm and reassured. But now I seem to be more flustered. It's like being alone in the dark, and you can't see the sun overhead.

"Xiao An, where are you? I'll pick you up. ”

Song Yuling, who has been a psychiatrist for more than 20 years, understands that good night may have been stimulated. Cause confusion. For ordinary people, there is really no danger of disorder.

But for people who suffer from literal or non-literal panic disorder, it is serious.

Fever and diarrhea can be severe, and confusion can be severe.

"Doctor Song, do you think I have to live in the shadows for the rest of my life?"

The good night voice was still trembling, and the voice was small.

Song Yuling's heart was suddenly scratched. She was distressed.

She and Xiao An's mother Jin Ying were best friends in high school. She kind of watched the little girl grow up.

Besides, her own son is as old as Xiao An, and the softness of maternal love that overflows in her heart will make her worry and sad because of Xiao An's sensitivity and fear. As a result, she was unable to maintain her professional sanity when facing her later.

A few times I almost burst into tears.

At this moment, when she heard Xiao An ask her this question depressedly, she also red-eyed.

Almost choked up and said, "If the heart is like the sun, there is no fear of the night." ”

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"Xiao An, you wait for me. You send the address to my phone. I'll be right away. ”

Song Yuling's expression was filled with a flash of panic.

The top priority is to bring Xiao An with her first, so that she can understand the situation and enlighten her. After all...

The thing she and Jinying have always worried the most is that she is afraid that she will not be able to think about it easily...

"Okay."

Goodnight responded almost weakly. Then press the hang up button. I sent the address.

The fluorescent glow from the phone spreads across the face. It made her feel a little glaring. He reached out of his pocket and rubbed his eyes.

"Ding Dong..."

The message beep sounded.

There is an unread message in WeChat, and there is an abrupt red dot on the top message bar.

Click on, it's a voice.

"I'm going to give you a surprise. Looking forward to it? ”

A gentle and delicate male voice sounded slowly.

Goodnight was in a depressed mood at the moment, and her nose was pantothenic when she heard his voice.

Every aggrieved little girl needs the comfort of others.

Can.... Listen carefully to that voice, there is still some noise around him, it should be on the set.

The dazzling 11:00 on the screen is very glaring.

After all, good night only sent a star-eyed emoji to the past.

There has been no response over there, and the phone should be in the hands of Sister Bai or the assistant.

This kind of good night has become a matter of course, and he usually returns to her the next morning.

Because Shen Yiyan usually finishes work in the early morning, and starts work at four or five o'clock in the morning. He was reluctant to disturb her sleep. I messaged her back between eight and nine o'clock.

So... I've been constantly bothering other people's... It seems like she...