Hidden ex-wife is super difficult to coax

Lu Yichen subconsciously reached out to block it, the ceramic cup fell with a "bang", and then the woman rushed over like crazy.

Lu Yichen took two steps back, and saw that the woman didn't want to attack him, but knelt down on the ground, holding up the dilapidated doll with trembling hands, wiped the ashes on the doll's face vigorously, and murmured, "Don't be afraid, mom Here, don't be afraid, mom is..."

The woman's dry hair is messy, her face is thin and haggard.

The large hospital gown was empty, her bony hands wiped the doll over and over again, her back was arched, she was completely different from Aunt Su in Lu Yichen's impression.

Lu Yichen squatted down to look at her in shock, feeling even more complicated emotions surging.

Su Xianling has always attached great importance to her image. Even if she gets sick later, she will tidy herself up neatly when she is awake, instead of being like this, who is neither human nor ghost.

"Aunt Su?" He asked tentatively.

Hearing this voice, Su Xianling's hand wiping the doll stopped, and slowly raised her head to look at him, her eyes were dull and lifeless, "You are..."

"I, Lu Yichen." Lu Yichen's eyes darkened.

He had seen Su Xianling many times, but there was never a time when she didn't know him at all.

"Lu Yichen... Yichen..."

Su Xianling tilted her head, as if she was trying her best to remember in her mind. After a while, she suddenly grabbed her hair and went crazy, "I can't remember, I can't remember anything! Who am I! Where am I now?!"

Seeing this, Lu Yichen quickly grabbed her arm to prevent her from hurting him, "Aunt Su! Calm down!"

Ren Bo felt uncomfortable when he heard the movement at the door, so he walked in quickly, "Boss Lu!"

"Call the doctor! Quick!"

Su Xianling struggled violently in Lu Yichen's arms, looking weak but surprisingly strong, it was the power of a man who was crazy to the extreme.

Doctors and nurses came quickly, and after a flurry of fuss, Su Xianling finally calmed down with a sedative.

Only then did Lu Yichen see Su Xianling's current appearance clearly——

The eye sockets are sunken, the cheekbones protrude because of being too thin, the lips are dry and cracked, lying lifeless on the bed, like a corpse with a little body temperature.

Lu Yichen took a deep breath, bent down and picked up the doll on the ground, patted the ashes on it, and placed it next to her pillow.

"This is the patient's treatment plan, take a look."

The doctor stood by the bed and handed a document plan to Lu Yichen.

Lu Yichen looked down, and it was clearly written on it - level one mental illness.

"How could this be?" He frowned and looked at the doctor. "Her condition was not so serious before. Why did the more treatment get worse?"

He didn't blame him for saying this, he just simply didn't understand.

The doctor pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, "The most important thing in the treatment of mental illness is the patient himself. Medicine is only an aid. The process is complicated and each patient's experience is different, so there is no way to give an accurate answer."

In other words, it is best to be cured, and there is nothing they can do if they cannot be cured.

The nurse added, "Ms. Su's condition has not been good, and her daughter has gotten worse after going abroad. We can't bear to see it every day."

Lu Yichen looked at the dove-shaped man on the bed, and suddenly felt an invisible hand pinching his neck, making it difficult to breathe.

"doctor."

He spoke with difficulty, "...is it possible for a mental illness to become a mental illness?"

"It's possible." The doctor said, "Many mental patients are psychological problems at the beginning. Because the obstacles cannot be vented or the emotional suppression cannot be released reasonably, it will become a mental illness over time."

Lu Yichen listened, and there was a buzzing in his ears for a moment.

A sense of suffocation hit his face, he closed his eyes fiercely and staggered back, his knee hit the metal on the side of the hospital bed, the pain made him almost unable to stand up.

"Mr. Lu."

Ren Bo quickly supported him with his eyesight, and the doctors and nurses turned and went out when they saw that there was nothing wrong.

After a while, Lu Yichen suddenly pushed Ren Bo away, and walked out in a panic, until he got into the car, he let out a long and heavy breath.

Ren Bo thought it was because the atmosphere in the hospital was too weird, and muttered softly while fastening his seat belt, "It's really depressing in there, not to mention patients, a normal person might go crazy after a while."

"There is no need to look at real estate in Germany."

When the car reached a traffic light, Lu Yichen suddenly spoke.

Ren Bo felt strange, why did he say in the morning to look at the property and not want it in the afternoon?

He raised his head to look in the rearview mirror, and saw in the rearview mirror, Lu Yichen's complexion was ugly, his eyes were closed, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, the atmosphere around him was extremely suppressed, and Ren Bo felt something was wrong at a glance.

However, he dared not ask.

Who dares to ask questions on the pole at this time, his mortgage has not yet been paid off.

"Yes." He agreed and concentrated on driving.

……

Binjiang No. [-] Villa has a big flower room with colorful flowers planted in it.

The bright sunshine is shining, the breeze is coming one after another, the flowers are swaying freely in the wind, and the room is full of fragrance.

Sheng Rou shuttled among them, holding flower scissors in her hand, cut off a carnation and put it in a vase next to her, the smile on her face was more beautiful than the flowers.

The vase was quickly filled with flowers, Sheng Rou looked around, and finally found a red rose that she was most satisfied with, it was so delicate and beautiful, and the white skirt brushed between the flowers.

She bent down, pointed the flower scissors with one hand, and supported the flower branch with the other, when she suddenly felt a sharp pain.

The finger was punctured, and bright red blood beads burst out instantly, filled between the fingers, brighter than red roses.

Sheng Rou immediately put her finger in her mouth, frowned slightly, and stopped thinking about cutting this rose.

Sure enough, the more beautiful things are, the harder it is to own.

The blood from her fingers stopped, she picked up the vase and walked out, before she reached the door of the flower house, a figure quickly walked over and hugged her.

Caught off guard by this movement, the vase in Sheng Rou's hand slipped down without breaking, and just rolled forward twice along the front row of flower pots, and the flowers scattered out.

It is the familiar cold fragrance.

Sheng Rou was a little surprised, and patted the man buried in her neck, "What's wrong?"

"Don't move, let me hug first."

Sheng Rou only thought that he was going to "recharge" again, didn't say a word, and let him hug her like this with a smile.

After a long time, she felt wetness coming from her neck.

"Lu Yichen?"

Shocked, Sheng Rou pushed him away, and was even more surprised when he saw his long eyelashes wet, "Why are you crying?"

Lu Yichen tilted his head, not wanting her to see clearly, his voice was hoarse, "In spring, I am allergic to pollen."

"Why haven't I seen you allergic before?"

Lu Yichen's nose was a little red, he looked around and frowned, "I've never touched so many flowers at once before."

"..."

It turned out to be the case.

It was the first time Sheng Rou saw him cry. Although it was only caused by allergies, she suddenly had the idea of ​​teasing him, but before he could say anything, he spoke first.

His meaningful eyes moved ambiguously from the red mark on her neck all the way down, and then swept up to stare at her soft eyes, and the corners of his lips suddenly evoked a wicked smile.

"You can still get out of bed to pick flowers. It seems that I was too polite to you last night."