Chapter 63: Psychiatrist
Su Xiaoxiao was stunned, and then asked with a smile again, "When will he come back?" ”
Seeing her expectant expression, Mu Chenlang couldn't help but clench his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "We don't know, he returned to New York a month ago." ”
Su Xiaoxiao only heard a "boom" in his brain, tears came out of his eyes, and his voice trembled instantly: "Impossible, I saw him sleeping by my bed last night, and he was still holding my hand." ”
"Xiaoxiao, that's Su Ming, he's been guarding your bedside for a month." Mu Chenlang looked at her with tears on her face, her eyes were already filled with a breath of despair, and her heart couldn't help but sink again.
Su Xiaoxiao suddenly picked up the pillow beside him and smashed it towards Mu Chenlang, then turned his head and pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, turned over and got out of bed, and his feet, which had not moved for too long, suddenly softened.
Mu Chenlang was stunned by her sudden move, and quickly reached out to catch her to prevent her from falling to the ground.
Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and glared at him, and her voice roared coldly: "Mu Chenlang, I'm not joking with you, I'll go find Brother Qin myself." With that, he broke free of his arm and staggered to the door.
Mu Chenlang chased after her, blocked her at the door one step in advance, raised his hand to grab her shoulder and said patiently: "Yitian, he just went home." ”
Desolate, full of loss, went back to New York a month ago? I was in a coma for a month.
The delicate and weak body suddenly sat limply on the cold marble floor tiles.
Su Ming flew home directly after the meeting, and the moment he stepped into the door, the scene imprinted in his eyes directly made the smile that was already on his face fade instantly, and his peach blossom eyes were also dyed with a cold air.
"What's going on?" Looking at Mu Chenlang, who was standing on the side at a loss, he asked sharply.
"She can't seem to accept the fact that Yitian is leaving." As he spoke, Mu Chenlang's eyes fell on Su Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in the corner with her knees hugged, thin and helpless, at this moment she was like a cat abandoned by her owner, her eyes were full of sadness and helplessness, her hands were clasped to her knees, and tears kept sliding down her face.
Su Ming took a deep breath, raised his feet and walked over slowly, squatting down in front of her. As soon as he wanted to speak, he heard Su Xiaoxiao's faint cry: "Brother, Brother Qin said that he will always be there." ”
Her appearance reminded Su Ming of when his mother died that year, and his heart was stabbed fiercely, and he reached out to hug her into his arms, "Xiaoxiao, Yitian, he just went home and will come back." ”
"Why go back, isn't this his home? He was obviously still injured, so why should he go back at this time? Su Xiaoxiao roared in a low voice.
Hearing that Qin Yitian was actually injured, Su Ming was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses, "He is a child of the Qin family, he just went back to do what he had to do." Su Ming comforted patiently, and his hand ran down her back.
Su Xiaoxiao stopped talking, but her eyes slowly became hollow.
After hugging her for a while, seeing that she didn't move, Su Ming picked her up horizontally and put her back on the bed, looking at her indifferent expression at the moment, he suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.
Since that day, for nearly a week, Su Xiaoxiao sat on the bed with his knees folded when he was awake, did not speak, only buried his head in his arms, and was surrounded by a cold breath of isolation from the world; And when I fell asleep, I often whispered, muttering "Don't go... Don't go...", and woke up in a cold sweat.
More than a month later, the Gu family in Qingcheng suddenly underwent earth-shattering changes. Major newspapers and headlines are hanging news about them, and the content is roughly as follows: Gu's Group suddenly encountered an economic crisis a month ago, and in the face of the sudden withdrawal of partners in default, almost all of Gu's projects were forced to be suspended, and after a month of emergency rectification and compensation, the situation is still irreparable. Gu's Group officially announced this morning that Gu's went bankrupt.
It seemed that it was just overnight that the Gu family was removed from the list of the three major families in Qingcheng.
At noon, a message suddenly came in Su Ming's mobile phone, a familiar number that he had not seen for a long time, and there were only two faint words: thank you.
He quickly dialed back, and the phone was connected.
After being silent for several seconds, Su Ming took the lead in breaking the deadlock, and he said in an unprecedented commanding tone: "Come back, Xiaoxiao needs you." ”
The man who was far away in New York sat in the office on the top floor of a certain high-rise building, and his heart, which had been dusty for more than a month, ached when he heard this sentence, only to hear him say in a deep voice: "Two years, give me two years." ”
"Xiaoxiao can't wait two years, do you know what state she is in now? She ........." Before the roar ended, the phone was hung up, Su Ming was stunned for a moment, and actually hung up the phone directly. He was about to call back when the phone rang again.
A sentence appears on the notification screen: Find her a psychiatrist.
"Smack..."The phone smashed to the ground and shattered.
Qin Yitian was dressed in black, his hands hung down weakly, when he first turned on the phone, notifications began to pop up on the interface, and more than two hundred missed calls, almost all of them were from "Su Xiaoxiao", did she finally wake up?
Although she expected that she would not be able to accept it, how serious it should be that Su Ming, who had always been calm and calm, was so uncomposed, that he directly shouted at him and gave orders.
His deep eyes slowly closed, and the slender figure appeared in his mind again, and the green tendons on the back of his hand holding the phone were highlighted, and in just a moment, he almost pressed the familiar number.
Qin Yitian suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, shook his head to drive the picture away, and his eyes immediately returned to indifference.
From that day on, there were many more people coming in and out of Su Zhai, all of whom were experienced and prestigious psychiatrists that Mu Chenlang had found from all sides.
Post-traumatic stress disorder, accompanied by severe depression. This is the conclusion that every psychiatrist has reached. It's just that everyone shook their heads after contacting Su Xiaoxiao and said that they couldn't do anything, because she didn't cooperate at all, and showed a cold attitude that didn't matter to them in a series of questions and tests, and her face was buried in her knees all the time, and she couldn't see her reaction and expression clearly.
One or two managed to make her react a little and raise her eyes to look at each other, but it was only a few seconds, after which Su Xiaoxiao threw things at them, desperately throwing everything she could touch, including the infusion bottle and hanging needle, on the ground, and then roared with cold and terrifying eyes to let them go.
Mu Chenlang and Su Ming were at a loss, and the entire Su Mansion was filled with a gloomy atmosphere. Including all the people who had contact with Su Ming and Mu Chenlang in the Su Group and the hospital, they were all implicated in their emotions, and no one dared to talk to them, for fear that one of them would accidentally touch the mechanism and ignite explosives to blow themselves up.
Until another week passed, on a rather sultry night, Su Zhai's door was woken up by a knock.
After Zhang's mother went to open the door, she entered the house and said to Su Ming, who was slumped on the sofa and taking a nap: "Young master, there is a man named Jiang Pingxi outside, who said that he wants to see you." ”
Jiang Pingxi? An alternative son of the famous Los Angeles design master Jiang Shan? What is he here for?
Su Ming waved his hand and replied impatiently, "No." ”
As he spoke, a long figure had already entered the room, the man was wearing dark blue thick-framed glasses on his face, he couldn't see clearly, and he looked very approachable in casual clothes. I only heard him say slowly in a clear and soft voice: "I can help Miss Su." ”
(Baozi's words: Do you remember Jiang Pingxi?) Hee-hee... )