I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

"What does her illness have to do with me? The doctor will be here soon anyway!" Wan Xingchen went upstairs angrily after saying that.

What he was thinking now was, if it was confirmed that Zhou Qin really suffered from schizophrenia, would she be able to escape punishment?

There seems to be something like this in law.

Wan Xingchen just cursed secretly: "Hey, if that's true, it's really an advantage for her."

Li Donghua arrived quickly, and the servant opened the door and welcomed him in.

"Why are you still standing there? Get the key and open the basement door."

The servant lowered his head: "I'm sorry, but our young master has the key."

"Wan Xingchen, get out of here."

Wan Xingchen was not the wronged master. As he went downstairs, he shouted: "Is that grandson calling grandpa? Grandpa is here."

"You..." Zhou Yun's nose was almost crooked with anger, and he wanted to rush forward and fight Wan Xingchen.

Zheng Qingyang, who was still awake, held him back: "Forget it, it's just a dispute of words. Let's look at Zhou Qin first."

"The doctor is here, take the key and open the door."

Wan Xingchen played with a bunch of keys in his hand and walked to the basement first. Since Zhou Qin was imprisoned here, he had not been here yet. He only handed the keys to the servant every day and asked the servant to deliver water once and clean the room once.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in this room for two days.

Speaking of which, what Wan Xingchen did wasn't perfect. If he had been more ruthless, he would have simply let Zhou Qin eat, drink, and defecate in the dark basement. Anyway, it would stink to her!

The lights in the basement were turned on directly from the outside. The moment he opened the door, the windowless basement was pitch dark. Zhou Yun pushed Wan Xingchen away and walked in. He couldn't see Zhou Qin at all.

The servant followed and pushed the gate outside. After the lights came on, everyone saw that in the empty basement, Zhou Qin was lying on the floor in the corner next to the wall.

There wasn't even a bed here, so she just lay on the cold ground with a pale face, with a half-drunk bottle of mineral water next to her.

For a moment, Zhou Yun doubted that Zhou Qin died just like that.

The dazzling light made Zhou Qin uncomfortable. She turned over and raised her arms to block her eyes.

Zhou Yun quickly stepped forward and picked him up.

Even since he was a child, he didn't like his half-sister very much, but after all, blood is thicker than water. When he saw Zhou Qin so miserable and weak, Zhou Yun still felt sorry for her from the bottom of his heart.

"Wan Xingchen, you are so awesome. You are not even willing to give her a bed or a mattress, so you just let her lie on the ground like this."

Wan Xingchen's eyes were cold: "When she forced me to take off my clothes to save An Ruo, she didn't even want me to leave my underwear on. Why on earth should I leave a bed for her?"

Zhou Yun was speechless after saying this, and her heart ached, but after all, it was her own fault.

Seeing that Zhou Qin has reached the limit, Wanjia has also taken revenge, and he will never allow Zhou Qin to be locked up here again.

So he carried the person upstairs and placed him on the sofa in the living room.

The psychiatrist waiting in the living room frowned when he saw Zhou Qin's appearance: "Why are you so embarrassed?"

"Show her first."

The psychiatrist was also helpless. He only looked at people's psychological illnesses, but now Zhou Qin obviously needed a professional doctor to take care of her body first.

Zhou Qin, who had only drank a bottle and a half of mineral water in two days, was now as pale as a sheet, and she was about to go into hypoglycemic shock.

"Let's take him to the hospital first." Zheng Qingyang said while holding the car keys.

Zhou Yun picked him up, but Wan Xingchen didn't stop him. After all, he didn't really want Zhou Qin's life.

After sending her to the hospital for a checkup, Zhou Qin was found to be fine. After applying nutrient solution, the color on her face somewhat recovered.

Zheng Qingyang went to buy food for Zhou Qin, and Wan Xingchen leaned against the wall of the ward, as if monitoring the two brothers Zhou Yun, for fear that Zhou Yun would take Zhou Qin away.

"Now you can tell me in detail about my sister's situation. What is your new plan?"

Li Donghua sighed: "Looking at her current situation, it must be that things are not going well."

He told all about Zhou Qin's obsessive-compulsive disorder in painting. He didn't know where the disease started. Anyway, if she couldn't paint a painting that she was satisfied with, her whole mental state would be close to collapse and out of control.

The doctor told Zhou Yun: "However, when Miss Zhou returned to China this time, she said she had met her muse. Her words were full of appreciation and love for that person. She was eager to paint a perfect painting for that person. Based on my understanding of her situation, I also suggested that she do this. As long as she is satisfied with this painting, it will definitely alleviate her condition to the greatest extent and even heal herself."

Zhou Yun suddenly turned his head and looked at Wan Xingchen.

Wan Xingchen was also stunned for a moment.

It turns out that this is the reason why Zhou Qin has been pestering Wan Xingchen to paint a portrait for him.

The doctor also said that she was just trying to save herself.

He was just trying to save himself. This sentence made Wan Xingchen feel a little complicated.

But he also thought this was ridiculous. She was sick herself. Could it be that by painting him a perverted painting, her illness would be cured?

Sure enough, perverted people have perverted diseases, and even cure them in such perverted ways.

"Don't look at me! I will never agree to paint her!" Wan Xingchen said coldly: "I'm leaving, this matter is not over yet, don't forget how she treated An Ruo, if you dare to take it privately If she leaves, I will try my best to get her back."

Li Donghua glanced at Wan Xingchen who was leaving: "Is this the muse that Miss Zhou mentioned?"

Zhou Yun nodded helplessly: "Is there no other way?"

Li Donghua was helpless: "This is the only way at the moment. Even if this gentleman refuses to cooperate, it can be alleviated as long as the two of them have more contact."

Ha ha.

How is it possible to have more contact?

If Zhou Qin hadn't chosen to kidnap An Ruo to threaten Wan Xingchen, and if they had talked it over properly, Wan Xingchen might not be such a cold-blooded person.

But it was Zhou Qin who made it this far by himself.

She can only blame herself. If she makes one wrong step, she will never get another chance in the future.

Zhou Qin is very weak now. She has not spoken. Zhou Yun can only send Li Donghua away first, and Zheng Qingyang comes back with light millet porridge.

Zhou Yun stood in front of the hospital bed with cold eyes: "Get up and drink by yourself, or should I find a nurse to feed you?"

Zhou Qin dragged her weak body to sit up. She leaned on the hospital bed, her face still a little pale: "He promised me, I will not give up."

At the school meeting that day, Wan Xingchen clearly promised her.

Zhou Yun gritted his teeth angrily: "Can't someone else draw the painting?"

"No!" If she could, there wouldn't be so many unfinished paintings in her secret base.

Xu was helpless and couldn't watch his sister go on like this, so Zhou Yun could only say: "As long as you can survive Shaoqing's test, I will tie up Wan Xingchen for you to draw once in the future! "