Crazy sweet! Mr. Gu spoils his wife and spends hundreds of billions

Hearing that Lin Qian locked herself in a room to become autistic, Gu Yanci's heart felt like it was being pinched by the palm of a giant spirit, and his throat felt tight.

He naturally thought of a few days ago when Lin Qian suddenly had the idea of ​​"committing suicide" and climbed onto the window sill...

Lin Qian's desperate and numb expression flashed before his eyes. Gu Yanci walked quickly to the ward, forced open the locked door, and shouted softly: "Qian Qian!"

There was no Lin Qian in the ward, and the warm light from the ceiling lamp illuminated the empty room.

There was a strange noise in the small kitchen attached to the ward, and Gu Yanci walked into the kitchen following the sound.

He first saw the messy ground, half-cooked noodles mixed with green vegetable leaves scattered all over the floor, and translucent white noodle soup flowing everywhere.

A small-capacity electric cooking pot was lying next to the trash can. There was still a little bit of soup left in the pot, and there were more than a dozen noodles stuck to it.

Lin Qian was holding a rag to wipe away the soup on the stove. The back of her hand was red, obviously burnt by the scalding soup.

Seeing that she was fine, Gu Yanci breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll clean it up." He rolled up his sleeves, walked behind Lin Qian, took the rag from her hand, and wiped the soup on the stove clean.

After cleaning up the noodles, vegetable leaves and noodle soup scattered on the floor, he cleaned the electric cooker, took out a box of hand-rolled noodles from the refrigerator and asked, "What ingredients should be added to the noodles?"

"Chopped green pepper mixed with beef cubes," Lin Qian said what flavor she wanted to eat. The next sentence changed and she said, "I suddenly realized that I am very irritable right now. Just now, I was hungry and wanted to cook some noodles. I found that the noodles Overcooking was originally a trivial matter. I couldn't hold on to the fire, so I vented my anger by smashing pots and bowls, and even kicked the nurse who came to comfort me out of the house."

To outsiders, Lin Qian's behavior sounded like she was going crazy for no reason.

Gu Yanci completely understood her. People with depression were the most irritable. Their hearts were like a pile of firecrackers, and they would explode immediately if they got a little spark.

He came to the living balcony outside the kitchen, picked off a small piece of aloe vera leaf, tore it open, and applied the aloe vera juice on the back of Lin Qian's hand that was reddened by the soup, and asked her: "Isn't it refreshing when you smash things?" of?"

The cool and thick aloe vera juice had an analgesic effect and at the same time slightly dissipated Lin Qian's inner irritability.

She opened her heart and said from the bottom of her heart: "I don't feel relieved to relieve my anger. I just couldn't control the urge to throw pots and pots. After doing so, I felt like a shrew. I was still the kind of crazy shrew who makes trouble without reason." .”

"Go crazy!" Gu Yanci's eyes flashed with understanding, and he said indulgently and understandingly: "Your husband is rich and can afford to compensate you for the losses caused by beating and beating. Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately and take advantage of others." It's easy to kill people with a kitchen knife."

The water in the electric cooking pot was boiling slightly. Gu Yanci put in the noodles, took out a few green peppers and cut them into small pieces. He also put a small piece of beef tenderloin into the meat grinder and minced it into minced meat.

The green peppercorns and minced meat are stir-fried, and the noodles are just out of the pan.

"Okay," Gu Yanci put in various seasonings, green peppers, dark brown beef dumplings, and noodles with tender vegetable cores piled on the slender noodles, "Eat it."

Lin Qian ate the noodles without saying a word. After finishing the bowl of noodles, she said what she was holding back in her heart, "After much thought, you'd better let me go to the hospital for treatment."

She had resisted "hospital treatment" before, but now she offered to be admitted to the hospital. When Gu Yanci heard this, she felt that something was very strange.

He looked directly at Lin Qian and asked seriously, "Tell me, why are you admitted to the hospital?"

Lin Qian pulled her hair, sighed softly and said, "I can't control my temper when I'm upset. If I smash something today, I might hit you tomorrow."

"That's it?" Gu Yanci touched his cheek and unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his strong chest with traces of burns, "How often did you hit me before? A small fight is not considered violence. Think more about the little fun between husband and wife."

In Gu Yanci's opinion, Lin Qian's behavior of smashing things was really just a "little fight".

The real hysterical attack was like that of Gu Jinyu back then: rolling around on the bed, holding her neck and looking up to the sky, screaming strangely. If no one caught her, she immediately hit her head against the wall. He was as energetic as if he had been given chicken blood, and he kept making noise for seven or eight hours before he stopped...

Lin Qian said nothing, her head lowered and she was confused and conflicted.

To be honest, she didn't want to be hospitalized.

After staying for a long time in a ward where the air was filled with the smell of medicine and the neighbors were full of strangers, she felt so depressed that she felt like she was lying in a coffin staring at the lid.

But her rationality, as well as the experiences of fellow depression patients she read online, reminded her: given her current symptoms, she must be hospitalized for treatment, regardless of whether she wanted to.

The man wearing a high-end watch on his wrist stretched out his hand in front of her and lifted her chin.

Touching her eyes with a tangled look, Gu Yanci sensed her inner thoughts tactfully.

"Qian Qian," Gu Yanci let go of her chin, held her hands, and said in an unhurried tone: "If you are willing to be hospitalized for treatment, I will let you be admitted to the hospital. If you are not happy, just forget it. You Like traveling, it means that you yearn for the free and vast nature, and if you stay in a small and depressing space for a long time, for you, it is not therapy but torture."

What he said just touched Lin Qian's heart.

The phrase "the vast nature of nature" inadvertently evoked Lin Qian's travel dream that had been buried deep in his heart for many years and has yet to be realized.

Her mind flashed back to the smoky desert, the cedar-green glaciers, and the endless grasslands. Her wandering eyes suddenly focused, and she said with longing, "I really want to leave everything behind and have a casual game." travel."

After finishing speaking, she thought about her own situation and smiled wryly at herself: "Unfortunately, my current situation is not suitable for long-distance travel."

She took the initiative to bring up travel, and Gu Yanci remembered what a psychiatrist said about "travel broadens the mind," and he firmly decided to take her on a trip to relax.

"Go if you want. I'll go with you." He patted the back of her hand and said thoughtfully, "The doctor has prescribed six METC treatments for you, once a day. Go after these six treatments."

Wanting to further enhance Lin Qian's interest in traveling to relax, Gu Yanci took her to the ward and played the magnificent scenery of nature on the wall-mounted TV.

Halfway through the video that was projected on the TV, Gu Yanci suddenly heard Lin Qian's even breathing. He looked sideways and saw that Lin Qian had fallen asleep with her back on the bed.

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The next day, Lin Qian was still asleep, and Gu Yanci put it in his pocket. The phone that was set to "vibrate mode" vibrated slightly, waking him up from his dazed sleep.

Not wanting to disturb Lin Qian, Gu Yanci took her cell phone and walked outside the house.