Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Zhang and Ms. Zhang belong to the rare type.

The doctor was so frightened that he sat on the chair and stepped back...
"What rare type?!"
"That's right, that's right, Ms. Zhang is a very special case."
"You fucking talk to me!" A psychiatrist still stuttered!What the hell is this!
"Yes, yes, Mr. Shen." The doctor raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's just normal... the general depression patients are more or less suicidal, but when I tested Ms. Zhang just now, her first reaction was that she would not commit suicide."
"What does this mean?!" Shen Rongche asked coldly.
Isn't it a good thing not to commit suicide?Would it be a good thing for her to say that she would commit suicide?
Doesn't this mean that she is positive and that she still has hope for life? How could this be depression? !
It seems that the doctor wanted to make money and went crazy, so he deliberately said that Zhang Mo'er was sick!
"Miss Zhang is now extremely suppressing her emotions in her heart and has been refusing to vent them out. On the contrary, the other extreme is repeatedly suppressing herself not to do anything stupid to vent."
The doctor could no longer speak properly in front of Shen Rongche, he explained tremblingly,

"These two aspects mean that she is suppressing herself from two aspects. This is a very bad phenomenon. But fortunately, this is just the beginning, and there is still time for treatment. I hope it will still be very hard!"
Shen Rongche remembered that Zhang Mo'er's face didn't even show the slightest bit of pain. What on earth was she trying to suppress herself so much? !Even if she completely sealed herself off, those things happened as they should have happened!It's too late to save it!

"It's like..." At this time, in order to let him understand his meaning better, the doctor raised his hands and slowly closed them in the middle, and said vividly, "Press an inflated balloon into it desperately." , this balloon will explode sooner or later."
"What if it exploded?"
Doctor Zhang understood what he meant, and immediately replied, "Insane."
Shen Rongche looked at him in shock, and suddenly picked up the cards on the table and turned them over one by one. Can these few messy pieces of paper tell Zhang Moer to be depressed? !
Isn't it just a few pictures, what can it explain? !What can explain!Does it mean that Zhang Mo'er is insane if she continues like this? !What nonsense!
"And I found that there are traces of being hypnotized in the depths of her memory. It is difficult to guarantee whether there is any existence in those memories that caused great harm to her."

Shen Rongche's eyes became scarlet, and his white hands trembled uncontrollably. He never expected that this day would come so soon.

"hiss--"
Shen Rongche looked at the messy and disturbing cards in front of him, tore off all the papers and smashed them on the doctor's head, shouting hoarsely, "Get the fuck out of me!"

Next, he invited several authoritative psychiatrists to talk with Zhang Mo'er, but he didn't expect that the answers he got were all unexpectedly unified.

What is the lack of security, what is the refusal to confide, and what is the excessive suppression of yourself?
What the hell are these answers!
"Mr. Shen, these are the evaluation and treatment plans given by the most authoritative doctors in the fastest time."

Aunt Tian walked into the study and put several reports on Shen Rongche's desk.
"clap clap"
Shen Rongche was searching for matters related to depression on the computer. Hearing this, he raised his head and irritatedly swept all the reports to the ground.
"It's all a group of quack doctors, let Kexin quickly contact me with a foreign psychological authority!"

Shen Rongche no longer had any extra strength, and the handsome brows on his face were also tightly frowned.
He did not allow Zhang Mo'er to suffer from any illness, let alone allow anything to happen to her.

"I think Miss Zhang is very tired today. She really can't see a psychiatrist anymore."

Aunt Tian looked at Zhang Mo'er, who had been receiving a psychiatrist today, with a look of exhaustion and burnout, but she still had to force herself to see one doctor after another.

Because Shen Rongche had been talking to the doctor about her condition, he didn't go to see her.

But the words that the doctor said "cancer personality" flashed in my mind.

"Mr. Shen, you should spend more time with her."

Aunt Tian said earnestly, no one wants to see this situation now, but good luck tricks people.

Shen Rongche turned over the last page of the medical certificate again. People suffering from this disease are more eager to receive care and love from others. Let her feel that she is still trusted and loved by others, so that she can feel that she is loved.

After seeing five psychiatrists in a row, Zhang Moer was numb to the answers to their similar questions. Walking into the study in the master bedroom, Zhang Moer saw the English novels she had read on the bookshelf.
Without letting herself be idle, Zhang Mo'er took down the novel and started reading, circled the parts she didn't understand.
She still doesn't understand a lot, should she enroll in a class to learn English?
Looking for a job, studying architecture... She will definitely have a lot of fulfillment in the days to come.
Then I don't have to think about how to calm down.
Suddenly, Zhang Mo'er felt a group of eyes lingering on her body at the door, which did not move away for a long time.
Zhang Mo'er turned her eyes lightly, only to see Shen Rongche's tall figure leaning against the door and looking at her with deep eyes, but without the irritability before, she just stared at her deeply, but she didn't know what was thinking in her heart.
The two just stared at each other, one deep and the other silent, and they didn't move away for a long time.
"Shen Rongche, I'm going out to look for a job." After a while, Zhang Mo'er once again expressed her request to leave the Zhang family, and she didn't want to calm down by herself...
"No." Shen Rongche vetoed without thinking.
But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, regret flashed across Shen Rongche's eyes, he knew that he couldn't use such a strong tone when speaking now. , I said the wrong thing again!
"Then can you help me look at these problems? I don't understand much." Zhang Mo'er didn't notice his abnormality, and asked with the construction book in her hand.
She really didn't look any different from normal people.

But the psychiatrist came to the conclusion that she suppressed herself too much, and she can only be normal if she vents it out.
Shen Rongche stared at her closely, and suddenly stepped forward to grab the book in her hand and threw it aside, "Don't read it. I told you not to read it!"
Shen Rongche said irritably!

She was not allowed to leave, she was not allowed to read...
Then what can she do in the Zhang family?
By the way, she can go to Xiao Yi's room to see him 
Thinking of this, Zhang Mo'er wanted to leave, but as soon as she walked out the door, Shen Rongche grabbed her arm.
Zhang Mo'er looked back at his gloomy face, only to hear his cold voice ringing in her ears again, "I'll take you to see Xiao Yi."