The president is committing suicide

The news Song Bai brought back did not surprise Dr. Liu at all.

It was only a matter of time before they were together.

We've been entangled for so long, it's all destined.

“Did I ask the wrong question?”

Dr. Liu comforted her: "It's okay. They are all smart people and they will handle it themselves."

After Ding Jiaying returned, she did not ask about these matters immediately.

Just as she minded Shen Cong stepping into her circle of protection, she also didn't want to get closer to Shen Cong.

Her instinct told her that this was very dangerous and that she would fall into an abyss from which there was no return.

When she calmed down at night, Ding Jiaying saw the scar hidden under his hair.

Song Bai was not lying. A wound this long would probably require several years of rest.

Her heart ached for no reason and she let Shen Cong hold her in his arms.

"What's wrong with you today? Are you worried?"

Ding Jiaying's eyes became hot and she leaned her head on his shoulder: "It's okay, just a little tired."

Aying seems to be particularly sensitive tonight, as soft as water.

Her misty eyes captured Shen Cong's heart, and he just wanted to satisfy her completely.

Maybe little by little, maybe over a longer period of time, she will finally let herself enter her heart.

Shen Cong hugged her and sighed at God's favor to him.

The sound of her even breathing came, and an unprecedented great satisfaction swept over the heaven and earth and filled his heart.

She didn't ask herself to go upstairs to accompany Shen Heng tonight.

Having her all night again, it was the first time they waited so calmly and happily for the day to dawn again.

Shen Cong couldn't bear to fall asleep, and caressed her face with his eyes over and over again.

After waking up, Ding Jiaying looked at the breakfast and the note on the table and decided to go meet someone.

"You should know what's wrong with him."

Liu Zhihu did not expect that this woman would come to his door so soon, and Shen Cong did not give any warning at all.

Ding Jiaying snatched the phone from his hand.

"Let's talk, don't think about tipping off."

"I'm not leaking information. I have three patients scheduled to see me today."

After checking his schedule and appointment records, Ding Jiaying asked him to go for the doctor first.

"Let me make it clear first. We agreed that Shen Cong must not know about our meeting today. If one day in the future, I find out what you did today, I will not hesitate to retaliate against you and your beloved teacher Song Bai."

"Not to the point of..." Liu Zhihu became visibly nervous when he heard Song Bai's name.

Ding Jiaying glanced at him and said, "As for that. I have a bad temper and I have power. I just hope you can keep your promise and keep your mouth shut. If this is difficult, then your character is questionable. I will not be polite."

This angry threat was very serious.

Liu Zhihu remembered that Song Bai said that they were very likely back together, so this time he would do a new background check.

Trust, maybe just this time.

This is the only chance.

"I swear with everything I have that I will never tell Mr. Shen Cong about what happened today. Seriously."

What kind of secrets are these if you have to know them sooner or later?

Fortunately, there were no patients who needed immediate surgery today, so Liu Zhihu rushed back to the office after finishing his work.

Ding Jiaying was still in the office, sitting there as if she had never changed her posture.

Doctor Liu's fingers touched the wall of the cup; it was already cold.

"The coffee is cold. I'll ask someone to change it for you. Don't you like this bean? Change it to something you like?"

Ding Jiaying wasn't looking for trouble, and she didn't really care what kind of beans she drank: "Let's have an iced Americano instead."

She just wanted to get to the point as quickly as possible and none of these details mattered.

Dr. Liu quickly took the coffee from the door, told people not to disturb him unless it was something urgent, and locked the door.

Ding Jiaying had a bad feeling when she saw how nervous he was.

"You're right, he had brain surgery."

Doctor Liu sat in his office chair with his hands crossed in front of him.

"So, he thought he was going to die and transferred his inheritance to me?"

At that time, he tried every possible way, including deception, to make the documents legal, and gave them all to Ding Jiaying.

She thought he just wanted to make it up to her.

"He is extremely proud and stubborn. Since you are leaving, he finally lets go. But he has never thought of giving up. He still wants to get you back. The prerequisite is that you have to be alive and still be a normal person."

Doctor Liu sighed as he spoke.

"What does it mean to be alive? To be a normal person?" Ding Jiaying felt that the secret hidden here was a little abnormal.

Ding Jiaying's expression was what Dr. Liu had expected, and he shook his head.

"He pays more attention to you and possessiveness than most people do. He loves you too much and is too afraid of losing you. He can't help but pay attention to you and follow you, wanting to know your situation 24 hours a day. This is a disease."

"The abuse he suffered as a child left him with gray matter lesions in his brain. These things were not his will and were not something he could control. Instead, he was struggling."

The amount of information is a bit too overwhelming, childhood trauma, uncontrolled desire for control, and something wrong with the brain?

Ding Jiaying thought about this sentence several times.

She was confused and frightened, and after a little thought she felt a little scared.

"Even after the surgery, when he couldn't control his body at all, he had to restrain himself from doing crazy things. He couldn't hurt you. That was the bottom line."

Doctor Liu couldn't laugh: "I thought he was crazy for trying so hard to follow you and catch you, but then I saw him like that, risking his life, even nearly killing himself, to protect your safety and happiness. That's what real madness is."

"There are very few precedents for this type of surgery in the world. The risks are too great."

"You did it?" Ding Jiaying wanted to know the details.

"I don't have that much ability. I need to recruit people from all over the world. I need to assemble the best medical team and provide the best post-operative rehabilitation management."

"Money is not important. The suffering he has endured is unbearable. If he were a threat to you, he would kill himself."

Ding Jiaying's heart trembled: "How could it be?"

"Why not? He is just that kind of person. In places you can't see, he is not a perfect person."

She forced a smile and said, "I won't believe you."

"If you didn't believe what I said, you wouldn't have come back to ask me today." Doctor Liu took a sip of water. "You are also a proud person who would rather let go than seek confirmation. You are afraid that you will not get the result you want. But you came today."

Ding Jiaying didn't know that Dr. Liu was so knowledgeable about psychology.

"Shen Heng is following Shen Cong now, so you should have heard about Ji Ping's affairs. If you want, you can verify it with Ji Ping. She won't lie to you."

The person recommended by Dr. Liu had come to see her a long time ago.

Ding Jiaying is a sensitive person. With so many things connected together, she knew that the Shen family still had many unknown secrets when Ji Ping came to find her.

It's hard to believe that what Dr. Liu said is true.

Shen Cong, he almost died.

"He wouldn't insist on that for someone he didn't love."