Forced to become his stand-in wife

When Qin Muyang really likes someone, he can pamper him to heaven, but if he doesn't like him anymore, he can easily trample him into the mud.

Qiao Ying knew that he was impatient, and it might be his limit to be able to like him up to now. If he didn't know how to measure and made further progress, it would probably wear down his patience completely.

Qiao Ying reached out and grabbed the clothes around his waist, and said aggrievedly, "I want to live with you."

With Qiao Ying's aloof temperament, acting coquettishly surprised him, Qin Muyang's heart softened, he touched his head and said, "Go back and wait for me, when I finish my work, I will accompany you you."

Qiao Ying nodded, and said softly, "Okay."

"Then I'll take you back."

Qiao Ying raised her head and asked him, "Where are you going?"

Qin Muyang froze for a moment, then remembered what Qiao Ying said yesterday about staying with him.

"Go back to me." After speaking, he glanced at Qiao Ying's expression, and felt that something was wrong when he pursed his lips and remained silent.

After half payment, he suddenly came back to his senses, scratched his nose and said: "Go back to our home." "

Qiao Ying was now happy.

After completing the discharge procedures, Qin Muyang found a substitute driver to accompany Qiao Ying home.

The servants in the villa watched Qin Muyang come back with a man, and the intimacy was self-evident.

It seems that the other owner of this house is about to change.

After settled Qiao Ying, Qin Muyang returned to the hospital with peace of mind.

Came to Ling Qiu's ward, unexpectedly found that he was actually very quiet today, without making any noise.

The nurse in the room had sharp eyesight and explained to Qin Muyang: "Mr. Ling has woken up once, and it's still the same as yesterday. The doctor gave him a sedative."

When Qin Muyang heard this, he frowned, "Has he eaten today?"

"I fed him a bowl of porridge, but he knocked it out before I put it in my mouth." The nurse sighed, "Mr. Ling has been doing this all the time, there is nothing he can do."

"I know."

Ling Qiu's brain has been bad since the induction of labor, if it continues like this, sooner or later it will go bad.

Or maybe he's broken.

Qin Muyang found a psychiatrist for Ling Qiu that day.

Ling Qiu couldn't speak, and couldn't ask about many things, so he could only understand the situation from Qin Muyang first.

Qin Muyang briefly explained the cause of the incident, from the miscarriage to the fire.

When talking about watching Samoyed die in the fire, the doctor was silent.

"Doctor, what's the problem?"

"Mr. Qin, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover, but I will try my best to enlighten him."

"Is it so difficult?"

The psychiatrist shook his head and explained: "The wounds on the skin will be healed after applying the medicine, but if it hurts the heart, surgery is useless. Mr. Ling's condition is more serious. The psychological treatment will be carried out step by step, and he will be observed later. "

Ling Qiu woke up again at four o'clock in the afternoon, compared to yesterday, the situation was a bit better, although his body was still shaking, but fortunately he didn't yell like before.

The psychiatrist was giving Ling Qiu psychological counseling inside, while Qin Muyang was waiting outside the door, and soon there were hissing screams from inside.

Ling Qiu's illness flared up again.

This time, instead of sedating Ling Qiu, the doctor bound his hands and feet to prevent him from hurting himself, and put a towel in his mouth to keep him silent and try to protect his throat.

Qin Muyang pushed the door open and went in, only to see Ling Qiu was tied up and trapped on the bed, the veins on his forehead jumped up and down a few times.

"What are you doing?"

The psychiatrist explained: "Mr. Ling's condition has flared up. If he doesn't do this, he will hurt himself."

"Then why not give him a tranquilizer?"

"The sedative stimulates the nerves of the brain. His nerves are already so fragile. Do you want him to be completely destroyed by long-term injections?"

Qin Muyang was not very happy. He invited a psychiatrist to treat Ling Qiu's mental illness, but now not only has he not been cured, but it seems to be getting worse.

Ling Qiu struggled on the bed for a while and then stopped moving. Qin Muyang walked over, stretched out his hand to touch him, endured it and controlled the desire to withdraw his hand.

"Mr. Qin, come out with me."

Qin Muyang followed the psychiatrist to the corridor outside.

"Did Mr. Ling have other phobias before?"

"Well, he's claustrophobic."

The doctor frowned, no wonder he was so scared.

"how many years?"

Qin Muyang replied with a cold face: "It's been so many years for more than ten years, he's used to it long ago, what does it have to do with this depression?"

The psychiatrist choked on Qin Muyang's bad words, and he paused before saying: "He has claustrophobia and is afraid of the dark, but now he can't see his eyes, and he lives in the dark every day and night. Can you imagine the fear?"

Qin Muyang couldn't imagine that he was born to be higher than others, with the Qin family paving the way in front of him, and he was used to smooth sailing, so he could hardly imagine what kind of pain Ling Qiu was in now.

"He can't see or speak now. It's hard for me to communicate with him. Let's wait for his throat to heal before further treatment."

Before leaving, the psychiatrist prescribed medicines to relieve nerves and relieve stress, and told Qin Muyang to take the medicines on time, and not to take tranquilizers, as the side effects were too great.Ling Qiu was recuperating in the hospital, Qin Muyang was more or less shocked by the words of the psychiatrist.

Qin Muyang didn't want to make Ling Qiu crazy, he wanted Ling Qiu to be well, to be able to open his eyes to look at him, open his mouth to speak, and open his legs for him to fuck.

Every day is full of energy, just like before.

Qin Muyang carefully accompanied Ling Qiu, while talking on the phone to Qiao Ying.

Maybe it was the stage of passionate love, Qiao Ying pestered him very much, and he had to call him several times a day. At first he found it quite interesting, but after a long time, he felt a little annoying.

Qin Muyang thought to himself, maybe it's because the fire of desire didn't get out.

At night, Qin Muyang had a dream. When he dreamed that he was kissing Qiao Ying, Ling Qiu was standing behind him, looking at him with resentful eyes.

He was frightened into a cold sweat, and then woke up.

After waking up, looking at Ling Qiu always felt guilty, but after thinking about it, Ling Qiu is not who he is, so what if he knew that he was in love with Qiao Ying?

In the next few days, the psychiatrist will come to treat Ling Qiu every day.

After Ling Qiu's voice was able to speak, the psychiatrist hypnotized him for the first time, and learned the most painful things in his heart from his mouth.

Ling Qiu's eyes still couldn't see, he was lying on the bed wrapped in gauze, talking in a daze.

He said that he saw a lot of blood, it was too dark in front of his eyes, and the light went out bit by bit.

The doctor asked him to tell about him and Qin Muyang.

After hearing the three words "Qin Muyang", Ling Qiu shrank his shoulders, raised his hands and hugged his shoulders tightly.

He was so frightened that his teeth chattered.

The psychiatrist smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, there are only you and me here, and no one else can hear you."

Ling Qiu said tremblingly, from the time they met each other at the age of seven, to now at the age of 20, everything has changed.

"He has done this to you? Do you still love him?"

This is the first time a psychiatrist has seen such a situation in so many patients.

It is said that falling in love with someone is willing to be cheap, but Ling Qiu's situation can no longer be called cheap.

"I'm afraid of the dark, and he's my only light." It's just that the light is getting dimmer now.

People who have been in the dark for a long time yearn for the light even more, and cannot let go after seeing it, even if the light has blinded his eyes.

This time, the hypnosis lasted for two hours. The doctor came out of the ward and glanced at Qin Muyang who was sitting on a chair in the corridor.

Seeing him coming out, Qin Muyang stood up and asked, "Did he say anything?"

"I said it." The psychiatrist took a deep look at Qin Muyang and said, "Mr. Qin, his current situation has nothing to do with you."

Qin Muyang was confused, "What does it have to do with me?"

"In his heart, you are his life and everything to him, but you don't love him. Children and dogs are his sustenance, but you have killed them one by one, so now he has no life. The idea of ​​going down."

Qin Muyang used to be Ling Qiu's life, but now Ling Qiu has lost his life.

Qin Muyang frowned, it was the expected result, so there was no big surprise.

"Then how can he recover in the shortest time now?"

"It's hard to forget these things. You spend more time with him and care about him more, so that he can have another sustenance."

it is good. "

A few days later, the doctor removed the gauze from Ling Qiu, as the doctor said before, he could see, but his eyesight had weakened.

The eyes that were originally clear and dark were now gray and fragile. When the wind blows, or when they see strong light, they will shed tears.

The psychiatrist treats him every day, and his surface is recovering well, he looks very healthy, and he keeps smiling when he sees people.

But Qin Muyang knew that he was not well.

I would often have nightmares at night, keeping my eyes open and not closing them. One night, Qin Muyang got up to go to the bathroom at night, and when he came back, he saw Ling Qiu staring at the ceiling with his gray eyes open, without speaking, without blinking his eyes It looked weird.

Qin Muyang asked him, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Ling Qiu replied: "No."

"Then you want to drink water?"

"I don't know."

"Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

"Then go to sleep." As soon as Qin Muyang finished speaking, Ling Qiu immediately closed his eyes.

When he woke up the next day, Qin Muyang asked him, he shook his head, his eyes were dull as if he had forgotten it long ago.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the police came to the hospital.

Afraid of scaring Ling Qiu, Qin Muyang told Ling Qiu in advance that the police came to take notes for the last fire incident.

"Whatever the police ask you, just answer obediently. Don't worry, you won't go to jail."

Ling Qiu nodded dully.

After the two policemen went in, they came out within 10 minutes. Qin Muyang was a little surprised.

He walked up and asked, "Why so fast?"

One of the policemen held a notebook and said, "Nodding at everything, it's very cooperative."

"Not a word?"

"I asked a question before I left." The policeman replied, "I asked if I could lock him in. Why do I feel that his illness has not recovered?"

Ling Qiu honestly admitted the charge of arson and attempting to kill, he asked the police if he would be sentenced to death.

After the police said no.

He asked again, "Can you lock him in? As long as you want."

At first the police thought he was afraid, but after hearing this sentence, they realized that something was wrong.

"The victim doesn't hold you accountable, so you don't have to go to jail. As for the compensation for the fire fine, Mr. Qin has already paid it for you, but this matter will still be included in your file."