Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

Leng Qianhan admitted that he was a mysophobe. Whenever Mu Qingqian, whom he liked, had a relationship with another man, he would become irritable, triggering a series of outbursts of rage, violence, and harming others. This was probably his syndrome.

"This disease may sound unfamiliar, but it's actually quite common. Men all have it to some extent. Mild cases are not diseases, but severe ones are. Yours is particularly serious. It hurts others and yourself."

"Someone has been hurt, treat him quickly!" Leng Bingnuo pointed at her brother again and stopped crying.

Leng Qianhan himself asked without hesitation: "Do you have any medicine?"

"Yes, I'll open it for you."

Fang Di prescribed a large bag of medicine and gave it to the patient Leng Qianhan. He told him seriously: "Take it three times a day according to the dosage. Do not stop taking the medicine until the disease is eradicated."

“How long should I take it for?”

"It's hard to say. Just take it first. It's best if you come two days a week. I will observe the effect of the medicine."

"it is good."

Leng Bingnuo looked at her brother steadily, very surprised. How could such a person who was so obsessed with face actually listen to the doctor's cooperation in treating his mental disorder?

Before leaving, while Leng Qianhan was in the bathroom, Fang Di secretly told Leng Bingnuo:

"For this treatment, he needs to be stimulated to see the effect of the treatment. Whether it works or not depends on his reaction to the stimulation."

"What do you mean? Are you stimulated?" Leng Bingnuo didn't quite understand.

Fang Di looked around to make sure Leng Qianhan hadn't come back, then he leaned close to Leng Bingnuo's ear and whispered:

"He must have someone he likes. If he didn't have someone he liked, he wouldn't have exposed this disease.

If you create opportunities for him to see the person he likes being intimate with other men, he will definitely react!

But you must be careful to protect the other person, otherwise it will cause harm. "

"Yes, I understand. Thank you, doctor."

Leng Bingnuo felt deeply sad. Sister Qingqian had suffered so much because of her brother's abnormal disease.

Serving six years in prison and having a kidney removed, how could an ordinary person endure this?

If it's about paying back for what Sister Qingqian has endured, Brother should spend six years in prison and lose a kidney. After he's released from prison, he'll be tortured by Sister Qingqian and locked up in a cage like a dog!

But her brother is her closest relative, her only brother. How could she bear to let him go?

Grandpa, mom, and little pudding would definitely not do that. It’s just the selfishness of the family.

Little Pudding got the DNA test report, confirming that Mu Qingqian was his biological mother.

He concealed his excessive joy and excitement and did not declare it loudly, but waited for him alone in his father's room.

He sat on the edge of his father's bed, next to the bedside table, holding his and his mother's DNA test reports in his hands.

This is what he wanted to tell his father, and he watched it over and over again.

I was very happy to find my biological mother, but she was hospitalized due to illness. As far as I can remember, it seemed like this happened more than once.

He felt sorry for his mother and wanted to go to her, accompany her and kiss her.

However, it seemed as if something was preventing him from going and making him unable to go.

I waited for a long time but my father didn't come back. Maybe I waited too long. I turned my eyes to the drawer of the bedside table. The drawer was not completely closed, leaving a gap.

Looking at the gap, I felt for some reason that there was something in the drawer, so I put down the report in my hand and reached out to open the drawer.

There was nothing in the drawer except a piece of paper folded in half and a little wrinkled.

The size of the folded in half is visually the same as the size of the folded in half DNA identification report.

He was curious, so he took it out and opened it. It turned out to be a DNA test report, also for him and Mu Qingqian!

His two little hands couldn't help but rub and pinch the paper, making it even more wrinkled.

It turns out that his father already knew who his mother was, but didn't tell him!

Why! ?

At this time, Leng Qianhan just entered the room and saw his son holding the appraisal report, and he could no longer hide it.

Little Pudding looked up at him, his eyes turned red, his nose felt sore, and he didn't know what to feel in his heart.

He did not make a scene and question his father right away, but was still wondering why?

Why didn't Dad tell him?! Why didn't he tell everyone?

Leng Qianhan's eyes were also red and moist. He walked over with medicine for treating mental illness in his hand, put the medicine down first, then squatted calmly in front of his son and touched his son's head.

He noticed another piece of paper on the bed, a very new piece of paper. He picked it up and saw that it was also a DNA test report of his son and Mu Qingqian!

He frowned. His son was so smart that even if he hid, he could find his biological mother by himself.

"Why? Why did you hide it from me?!" Little Pudding finally questioned, looking into his father's eyes and not allowing him to hide.

"Little Pudding, Daddy is sorry. Daddy didn't mean to hide it from you."

"Why is that!? You knew the whole time that I was looking for mom, and you lied to me!" He was angry.

Leng Qianhan was in no hurry to answer, but leaned forward to hug his son, "Your mother is not in good health. The doctor said that she is emotionally unstable and cannot be stimulated, so she has not told you yet."

He didn't lie, but he didn't tell the whole truth.

"Give Dad some time. When she gets better, Dad will take you to see Mom and you two will recognize each other."

"it is good."

Little Pudding was no longer angry. He thought his father's reasons were sufficient. He knew that his mother was indeed in poor health and was still in hospital.

What Leng Qianhan said about giving him some time was, on the one hand, that Mu Qingqian needed to recuperate, and on the other hand, he also needed treatment for his illness, his mental illness.

It will take time for him to seek Qing Qian's forgiveness. If Qing Qian doesn't forgive him, he doesn't know how to face it.

"What's on the ground? Is it medicine?" Little Pudding asked, pointing at a large bag on the ground.

"Yeah. Don't worry, it's just a calming drug. Your mother is sick, and your father is also very worried. He often can't sleep."

"Well, you should pay more attention too. Mom will be fine." Little Pudding comforted him.

"kindness."

Leng Qianhan hugged his son again, fortunately he had deceived his son.

Mu Qingqian stayed in the hospital for many more days before being discharged.

The doctor said that physically he was still the same, but mentally he was worse.

When the sun set, the sunset glow was beautiful and the temperature was cooler. After dinner, Xiao Wuyang took her to a park near his home for a walk to relax.

The doctor said that we must pay attention to relieving the depression in her heart.

The sunset in the sky shines on the lake, and then reflects on the human figure from the lake, forming a soft painting.

On the small path beside the lake, Xiao Wuyang walked slowly with Mu Qingqian, not daring to speak easily for fear of disturbing her.

As Mu Qingqian walked, she took the initiative to say to Xiao Wuyang:

"I'm fine. People can be depressed for a while when they encounter setbacks, but they can't be depressed forever. They need to cheer up. I still have my parents, my brother, and you."

Xiao Wuyang finally put aside the worries he had had these days and turned towards Mu Qingqian with tears in his eyes.