"yes, what, do you know me?" Ye Xiangyang listened to her tone, as if he had long known about his existence, and said with some surprise.

The middle-aged woman smiled faintly and said, "It's been thunderous for a long time." At home, Wu Jingli mentions you the most. ”

When the middle-aged woman said this, Ye Xiangyang also understood a little. Of course, with Wu Jingli's personality and the degree of hatred he has for himself, he naturally has to scold him several times a day at home.

Therefore, Ye Xiangyang also smiled and said, "It seems that I have been scolded by him behind my back, right?" ”

The corners of the middle-aged woman's mouth twitched slightly, and she didn't answer Ye Xiangyang's question directly, so she naturally took it as a tacit acquiescence, but said: "You came out of me today and said that you could help me, how did you help me?" ”

"Naturally, I want to help you get out of your current misery." Ye Xiangyang said this sentence and didn't say much. But he knew that this middle-aged woman, as soon as he looked at her, was full of a good impression of her, and it could be said that she had a special charm, and this charm was based on her love, forbearance, and integrity. Therefore, Ye Xiangyang can fully feel that the middle-aged woman is definitely not pretending to be in pain for all that she is currently suffering, and she will not even enjoy it very much like other women, on the contrary, she sincerely hates all this and feels pain. And why didn't she take the initiative to break away from her, naturally, just like Tang Xiangya said, it should be her last resort. And this kind of suffering must be related to love, mostly because of her children.

"What can you do, I can think of all the ways I can think of. You don't understand my struggle. The middle-aged woman didn't seem to be too excited about Ye Xiangyang's words, but still looked a little sad.

"How do you know I don't understand? Besides, if you don't say it, how can I understand? But, let me guess, it's probably because of your children. ”

Hearing Ye Xiangyang's words, the middle-aged woman suddenly looked at Ye Xiangyang with some surprise, obviously not expecting that he, a young man, would be able to guess her mind. For so many years, she has been submissive and can't find someone to talk to. But unexpectedly, the young man in front of her suddenly guessed her mind, which made her suddenly have a sense of trust and affection for him.

Of course, a good impression is a good feeling, but the middle-aged woman's mind did not get better because of this, but seemed heavier. Nodding, she said, "You're right. If it weren't for my child......" Saying this, her eyes turned red, and two lines of tears immediately flowed, as if the grievances and pain she had been suffering for a long time couldn't help but vent at once.

Seeing the strong emotional outpouring of the middle-aged woman, Ye Xiangyang could fully imagine how much pain she had suffered, and she would suddenly lose control of her pain in front of a stranger. He was full of sympathy for her, if he knew her a little better, he could have lent her a shoulder, and he knew that what she needed most at this time was comfort and understanding, and if that was the case, she would have thrown herself into his arms and wept bitterly, and then the relationship between the two could be very close, and even something very intimate could come out. Of course, all this is speculation, now Ye Xiangyang can't do this, he can only take out the two tissues on the table and hand them over wordlessly, which can be regarded as sending her his comfort and understanding.

For this intention, the middle-aged woman can naturally feel it, she took it, wiped her red and swollen eyes, and continued to cry, but she didn't say anything.

I was afraid that she had been crying for about two minutes, and she seemed to vent the grievances and pain in her heart a little, and then she stopped crying and said to Ye Xiangyang: "I'm sorry to make you laugh." When she said this, her eyes didn't look at Ye Xiangyang.

"Don't say that, I can fully understand how you feel, how much pain and grievances you have suffered, and all because of your children. You are a woman with great maternal love, and to be honest, I admire you and sympathize with you. ”

Hearing Ye Xiangyang's words, the middle-aged woman's eyes turned red again, and two tears fell, in order to prevent herself from crying again, she hurriedly took out a tissue and wiped it and said, "Thank you." ”

"Don't thank me, I just hope that you can get rid of the current misery as soon as possible and live a dignified and free life."

The middle-aged woman - for the sake of narrative convenience, we might as well name her here, let's call her Zhu Yu - looked at Ye Xiangyang, and finally showed a look of hope in her eyes, and at the same time seemed to be much closer to Ye Xiangyang: "Doctor Ye, is there any way you can help me?" ”

Ye Xiangyang sighed slightly, and said: "This matter, I think it's like this, it depends on what you think, in fact, what good way you want to say, it's not there, it's up to you." If you yourself can make up your mind to leave him, you can; If you don't think you can't, you'll never be able to get out of it. ”

Ye Xiangyang's short words seemed to be like an empowerment, and when he woke up the person in his dream, Zhu Yu suddenly muttered a little about the property tax: "Can I get away from him?" ”

"I don't think there's anything in this world that can't be done, and sometimes, we need to get out of the dead end and look at it from the outside."

Zhu Yu's expression was a little dazed, but he seemed to be a little sober and did not speak.

"By the way, I don't know what to call you yet." Ye Xiangyang asked at this time.

"Oh, my name is Zhu Yu, you can just call me Sister Zhu."

Ye Xiangyang smiled and said, "In terms of age, I can indeed call you that, but to be honest, I think you still look quite young, and if you are called like this, I am a little afraid of calling you old." ”

"What's this, I'm already old, much older than you."

"Sister Zhu, don't think so, really, I think you're still quite young. I would venture to ask, are you forty years old now? ”

"I'm forty this year."

"It's not too late, and with your age, and your own conditions, I can say that you can find a new and better place to go and start the rest of your life again. Sometimes, we can't live entirely for others, of course, love for our children, that's selfless, but if we can do both, why not? Isn't our own life a life? You're right? ”

Zhu Yu sighed slightly and said, "Maybe, but I really don't know what to do now." ”

"If you don't mind, you might as well tell me about the situation in your family, including your children. I mean, you can talk to me specifically about why you think you can't get away from Wu Jingli. Say it, I will help you analyze and analyze, maybe it can play a certain role. ”

Hearing Ye Xiangyang's words, Zhu Yu nodded, and then spoke.

"My son is 14 years old and is now in his second year of junior high school, and he will be in his third year in the second half of the year. He was a good boy with good grades and was very sensible. It is precisely because of this that I have been withholding Wu Jingli, and even if Wu Jingli has done anything to me at home, as long as my son is at home, I never dare to say anything, just for fear that my son will know that I have a bad relationship with Wu Jingli. So, every time my son is at home, that is, when Wu Jingli tramples on me with impunity......"

Ye Xiangyang listened, and then understood why Zhu Yu said that she sometimes had hardships, and the specific taste was indeed known only to herself. And what she said about Wu Jingli's unscrupulous ravaging of their children at home also made Ye Xiangyang completely able to imagine how Wu Jingli ravaged Luo Xiaoyu, it can be said that the two people living together, as parents, have a huge gap in life, which is simply unimaginable. One can be submissive, but the other is mad, but he uses the child at home to become an opportunity for him to vent, it can be said that Wu Jingli is simply not a human at all. And it cannot be said that it is not a great sorrow that a person like him, who is completely inferior and morally degraded as an ordinary person, can become a leader in a hospital.