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In fact, it's okay for him to smash things, as long as he doesn't hurt himself.

But recently, according to the servant who took care of him, he seemed to be starting to self-harm, and every time he saw him, he was scarred. After bringing the psychiatrist back to see him despite his wishes, there is no doubt that he has depression!

The obvious misanthropy complex has appeared, Song Nan is really scared, and if he doesn't pay attention, his favorite younger brother will disappear!

In his spare time, he has found hundreds of psychiatrists in China, and at present, only the one in front of him is the most satisfying to him.

"Miss Mu, with all due respect, he has been suffering from anxiety disorder and spatial claustrophobia for more than ten years, so what Miss Mu said is exactly what I am worried about. Recently, he not only had soft thoughts, but also gradually began to rely on drugs, did not give him food, and even hurt people! ”

"Drugs are irritating to a certain extent, Mr. Song, I wonder what is the relationship between this patient and you? No matter how good the medicine is, after taking it for more than ten years, it will cause problems, right? Mr. Song, this is your dereliction of duty! ”

"I ......"

He was speechless and wiped his face, "Indeed, it was our lack of concern that made him what he is now." ”

"And you're here for your friend?"

"Yes."

"He's your ......?"

Song Nan knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, he took a deep look at Su Kui and pursed his lips, "Miss Mu, I hope you can keep it a secret when you know this news." ”

Su Kui bowed his head and said incredulously: "Of course, Mr. Song, this is the most basic professional ethics of a psychiatrist, you can rest assured." ”

Song Nan knows this, Xiao Heng doesn't see many psychiatrists, and the only few are trustworthy, but it's a pity that they have been seen for ten years, and they don't see it well, what is his younger brother, is it a test subject?

He was so angry that he wanted to strangle people to death and threw them from the top floor of the Song Building.

He took a deep breath, "It's mine...... The younger brother, his name is Song Heng, he was kidnapped when he was seven years old, and it was at that time that he was stuffed in a suitcase by gangsters, locked up for a day and a night, and suffered from spatial claustrophobia......"

"What about anxiety disorder?"

Song Nan recalled at this time, his heart was still throbbing, he was ten years older than his younger brother, when he was eight years old, he was already in college, he still remembered skipping classes from college, looking for him with the police for three whole days, and saw him in the dim basement.

It's miserable, the flesh is blurred!

It was a child who was held in the palm of their hands by their family for fear of falling, and was tortured like this by that cruel man!

Although he retaliated in the same way afterwards, he let the man's family be ruined and he stayed in prison for the rest of his life. However, his younger brother's good years were all ruined in his hands, which still made Song Nan want to kill people angrily every time he thought about it.

He clenched his fists tightly, with so much force, the green tendons on the back of his hands were bursting up, he gritted his teeth, as if from between his teeth, this memory that he didn't want to think of was dug out from the bottom of his heart, and the flesh and blood were blurred to Su Kui.

Every time she heard a little, Su Kui's face turned a little pale, and when she finished listening, her hands were already tightly clenched in her mouth, "He, he's still so young, that man, is he still human?!" ”

Song Nan's eyes were red, "Hmph! Of course not, something that is inferior to a beast! If you have a grudge to find an adult to take revenge, or come at me, what to do at such a young child! ”