The reborn top idol

Chapter 525 Parents

Su Yuan originally thought that Sun Qiqi would be given some time to adjust and receive treatment, but isn’t suspending activities too serious?

"How long?" he asked the minister cautiously.

"It depends on how long it takes him to recover." Minister Ming said solemnly, "Anyway, he can't go on stage recently. He just told the psychiatrist in the hospital that he gets scared when he goes on stage, his heart beats wildly, and he has been suffering from insomnia for a long time."

"This..." Su Yuan didn't expect it to be so serious!

Minister Ming: "You are the captain, so I'd better tell you about his situation. The evaluation of Sun Qiqi's mental condition is not good. He has been under a lot of pressure. He will magnify every little thing infinitely and is easily influenced by others. He also has a very serious hypochondriasis. That is to say, when he sees the description of a disease, he will immediately feel that he has the same disease, and then his body will have problems, and he will be worried all day long."

"This time the panic attack was quite serious. The trigger was probably the anti-fan attack at the beginning of the year, and PlanA, Wu Mengyue made a new debut and even performed on the same stage with you guys."

Minister Ming also felt a little sympathy for Sun Qiqi, but he was more worried about the group's activities.

"This kind of mental anxiety disorder is the most difficult to treat because it is like a time bomb. It may seem to be cured, but you don't know when it will recur, and the trigger is not fixed. You can only ask him to suspend his activities."

At this time, Su Yuan had no intention of asking Sun Qiqi to return to the team quickly. He was more worried about the health of his young teammate.

"Well, maybe it's a good idea to let him rest for a while without any burden."

When he walked out of Minister Ming's office and went downstairs, Fang Yinghao was waiting for him.

The two drove back to the new dormitory.

"How is it?" Fang Yinghao did not stick to him as usual and take the opportunity to take advantage of him, but asked with a serious face.

"He will suspend his activities for two months. If he gets better, he will join us for tour and rehearsal. If he still can't, he may not participate in the tour." Su Yuan rubbed his temple.

If Sun Qiqi is not on the tour, all the songs will have to be changed, which is a huge project.

But Su Yuan would never do such a thing as forcing his sick teammate to go on stage.

"I hope Qiqi gets better soon."

A few days later, Sun Qiqi's family came to visit him.

Sun's father, mother and brother Sun Wenyu all came. It was the agent who contacted them.

The whole family thought that Sun Qiqi had some serious illness and were a little scared.

But when he arrived at the dormitory, he saw that Sun Qiqi seemed to be fine, so he felt relieved.

He stopped all work these days, had no alarm clock, no schedule, and could sleep in and get up whenever he wanted. Naturally, he felt much better.

I still have insomnia and wake up at night, so I am still receiving psychological counseling and taking some medicine.

Knowing that his parents and brother were coming, he happily waited in the living room.

The whole family expressed surprise and praise for the new dormitory, but when they sat down and listened to Sun Qiqi talk about his situation, Sun's father and mother began to blame their youngest son.

"What anxiety disorder? You just have a lot of problems!"

"Look at how thin you are. Eat more and get more sleep. Why are you so anxious?"

"You feel uncomfortable in your heart? You are so young, less than 20 years old, how can you have heart problems? No one in my family has any problems, and it is impossible for you to have any problems."

"I heard from your agent that you were asked to suspend your activities? How can you do that? Everyone else is working, and you are the only one resting?"

"By the way, since the activities are suspended, you should go back to college to attend classes. Are the exams coming up soon? How many courses do you have this semester? Can you pass them?"

With each question from his parents, Sun Qiqi's calm mood began to ripple again.

He just felt pain in his ears, head and heart.

It was his brother Sun Wenyu who noticed something was wrong with him. "Okay, Mom and Dad, stop talking. Qiqi is already sick. If you say this to him, he will feel worse."

Sun Qiqi huddled on the sofa, silent, feeling weak and helpless.

Sun Wenyu touched his brother's head and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, take more rest and don't feel stressed. Qiqi, you are already great."

"Yeah." Sun Qi's chess voice was as quiet as a mosquito and he nodded.

Mr. and Mrs. Sun are not bad people. It’s just that people of their generation have no idea about mental illness among young people, and they don’t think it’s a big deal. Why would they need to suspend their activities and take a rest?

The two men looked at their youngest son's pitiful appearance and sighed for a while.

Finally, he said, "Since you are resting, and it is rare for our family to be in Beijing, why don't you go out for a walk and see the famous attractions. If you go outside and bask in the sun, you will feel better and you won't be sick, right?"

Many middle-aged and elderly people believe that sunbathing can cure all diseases, and they are no exception.

But Sun Qiqi was very resistant when he heard it.

He doesn't want to go out, he just wants to stay at home!

Even when he went to see a psychiatrist, he had to be accompanied by his assistant and was unwilling to go out and face the crowd.

He didn't want to "hang out" at all. If he wanted to bask in the sun, he could do so by the window in the room.

Without further ado, Sun's father and mother came over to pull him up and said, "Go eat first. You've become as thin as a bamboo pole. It's all because you don't eat well."

"No, I don't want to go out." Sun Qiqi shook his head, "Dad, Mom, and brother, go eat. I have to see a psychiatrist later."

"What's the use of seeing a psychiatrist?" Sun's mother objected, "Did he also prescribe sleeping pills for you?"

Sun Qiqi nodded.

"Don't take it!" Sun's father and mother said in unison: "Those medicines will damage your nerves, do you know that? It's because you don't go out, lack exercise, and are not tired that you can't sleep at night!"

Sun Qi is tired from playing chess.

He thought, I used to train and run every day, isn’t that considered exercise? Isn’t that tiring?

Still suffering from insomnia.

He was really ill—it was hard for him to adjust.

"Dad, Mom! That's enough!" Sun Wenyu was a little angry. "Qiqi is sick, why are you still nagging him? Let him see a doctor and listen to the doctor! Only in this way can he recover sooner! Stop caring about him all the time, he is an adult, not a child anymore!"

Mother Sun muttered, "You're not even a child yet. You can't even take care of yourself."

Sun Wenyu sighed and said to his brother, "Qiqi, let's go eat first, do you want to join us?"

Sun Qiqi didn't want to go.

"So what do you want to eat? We'll bring it back for you. Go to your room and lie down and rest. Watch a movie or a novel, play a game, and don't think too much."

"Ah."

Sun Qiqi thought, fortunately I have a brother, otherwise what would I do if I was really dragged out to go out for a walk...

Later, Sun's father and mother wanted Sun Qiqi to go home with them, but Sun Wenyu, seeing his brother's frightened and reluctant expression, helped him persuade his parents to let him stay in the capital to rest and receive treatment.

The family of three stayed in Beijing for two days and then went back.

But the nagging over the past two days has inexplicably made Sun Qiqi's spirit worse.