Bai Yueguang, who is a scumbag man, got fucked [entertainment circle]

Geng Lu came back a few days earlier than expected, and she was also on the private plane, as well as the brain expert she specially invited, Dr. Abner.

For decades, Abner's research has focused on the field of severe disturbance of consciousness. He has recorded more than 2 patients with MCS (Minimal Consciousness State) through functional magnetic resonance imaging. Awareness Scale.It can be said that he is the leading expert in this field.

He and his assistant read Wen Jiangyue's medical records and asked Gu Jiao for information.

The light cast irregular shadows on the wall, Gu Jiao stared at the dark side, and told all the information he knew, including Wen Jiangyue's psychological state before the accident, the details of life, and the doctor and his family at that time. It is agreed that the possibility of Wen Jiangyue waking up is extremely slim.

He tried his best to keep his voice as calm as possible: "At that time, it was speculated that she might not want to wake up."

"No," Abner raised his head behind the computer, and this was the first time his tone sounded so uncompromising: "We must admit that the patient has a strong will to survive from the VS state to the MCS."

Gu Jiao thought it was the doctor's kindness to comfort him, and pulled a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, Abner never said meaningless polite words. He had studied Wen Jiangyue's MRI images in the past six months.In his eyes, those curves are all signs of active and strong life.

"Your mother was able to regain minimal consciousness. I think I used intracranial electrical stimulation. This shows that she wants to wake up. You can imagine that when her consciousness was cut off, she was floating in the dark. The outside world The electric current and sound stimulated the brain, and she opened her eyes precisely because she didn't want to be trapped in the dark to sleep. Her brain was trying to resume work, but the door that trapped her was difficult to open..."

"Sorry," Abner raised his reading glasses apologetically, "Although I am a doctor, I firmly believe that human beings have souls."

"I can understand." The air conditioner was on in the room, but Gu Jiao felt cold.He didn't care about expressing any opinions on the doctor's spiritual beliefs, he just felt trembling all over his body - he couldn't tell whether it was from cold, ecstasy, or fear.

Abner's description is too pictorial.

Gu Jiao didn't know if she had quarreled with Gu Ling in front of the hospital bed over whether to give up treatment.Will my mother be disappointed if she hears this?

"Then my mother's current state, will it continue?"

"Why there is no obvious sign of improvement? It will take some time for us to study and analyze. She has encountered some obstacles and is now unable to do what she wants. Gas poisoning has severely damaged the cerebral cortex and key parts of the brain that maintain consciousness. What kind of way to wake up?"

The hospitalization was handled by Xiao He, but Gu Jiao had seen every item, including the audio and video played in the ward: "Play some music she is familiar with, broadcast, call names, etc., and the nursing aunt will also talk to her. "

The doctor keenly noticed the absence of family members, and asked, "Do you communicate with her?"

Gu Jiao paused: "Very little."

"Why not?" Abner noticed that the hands of the child sitting across from him were unconsciously twisted together, obviously conflicted in his heart.

Gu Jiao spoke with difficulty: "Hearing me speak may make her unhappy. After all, she is unhappy because she was born to me."

Although he didn't know what he did wrong, it was true.

Wen Jiangyue suffered from severe postpartum depression.

Facing his mother lying on the hospital bed, Gu Jiao dared not say many words.She is afraid that her own voice will aggravate her negative emotions.

"You can say that Ms. Wen got sick after giving birth to you. But you can never say that she suffered from depression because of you," Abner corrected him seriously: "I am not an obstetrician, but my wife once gave birth Had two children. Postpartum depression has certain causes of hormonal imbalance, but it is more caused by external influences. It may be neglected, financial pressure, interpersonal tension... In short, the person who should blame yourself for your mother's postpartum depression is not you, but The ones who got her stuck and tortured at the time."

Mu Zisui personally sent Abner out, but Gu Jiao stayed in the room and did not come out.

Undoubtedly worried, he knocked on the door.

Gu Jiao wiped the back of his hands indiscriminately, and ran to the door: "Senior." The skin around his eyes was pink, and he could tell that he had shed a few tears.

Mu Zisui thought about what the doctor said before he left, and asked tentatively, "How is it?"

"Let me try to talk to her more," Gu Jiao took a deep breath and revealed a faint smile.Beautiful and hazy, fleeting like a short-lived epiphyllum: "I hope my mother won't think I'm noisy."

Mu Zisui put down a stone in his heart and touched Gu Jiao's face: "You are so cute."

Who wouldn't like you.

When Gu Jiao looked up at him, his eyes were bright, and there was still some watery glint left.

Mu Zisui's heart skipped a beat, and he lost his mind for a moment.

"Would you like to hide in my arms?"

"What are you doing?" Gu Jiao glanced at him with a little shame.

I didn't want to cry.

But after all, his hands were still very honest, wrapping around Mu Zisui's neck.

The touch of falling in the arms is warm and soft, which makes people feel very comfortable no matter when and where.

Mu Zisui stroked Gu Jiao's back with his hand, stopped at his buttocks, and lifted him up.

Struggling can make the pose even more humiliating.

Gu Jiao blushed and did not move.

He didn't know that the way he hung on his senior was like a sloth hugging his beloved tree.

At three or four in the afternoon, they went to the villa in the west of the city.Mu Zisui's parents have returned to China, so no matter what, they have to meet and have a meal together.

It was only when they arrived that they found out that Mu Puxin and Geng Lu hadn't returned from their appointment with friends.But the little fox came earlier than him, and had been waiting for Gu Jiao at the porch with his tail hanging down for a long time.

After being separated for such a long time, not only did Fufu not feel strange to Gu Jiao, but it made her even more "crazy".

It is the best at playing rogue, hugging Gu Jiao's calf, yelling "嘤嘤嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿嘿咱 in its mouth, it was hugged as it wished.

Fufu is fat and chubby, and her fur feels smoother than autumn straw.Being scratched to the chin and squinting his eyes is a look of enjoying himself.

Mu Zisui looked interesting from the side, and took a few photos of his boyfriend's perspective on Gu Jiao.

There is a plate of cookies just baked and served on the table, exuding a rich chocolate aroma.Gu Jiao glanced at it several times, but his hand touched the fox fur, so he couldn't get the cookie.

"Senior." He turned his face away, and begged of course.

Of course, Mu Zisui was not hesitant to satisfy his wish, holding a cookie and handing it to Gu Jiao's mouth.

Gu Jiao opened his mouth and took half of it.As for the other half, the little fox kept watching intently with Wu Lingling's round eyes, and Mu Zisui fed it.

"Woof!" Fufu flicked her big tail happily.It is a grateful little fox. After being fed, it immediately sat up straight and wanted to lick Mu Zisui's fingers.

Mu Zisui quickly moved his hand away.

Fufu's movements were frozen for at least three or four seconds, and anyone could read its grievances from it.

Gu Jiao laughed: "It won't matter if Fu Fu licks it."

As soon as he smiled, he saw some debris on the edge of his upper lip.Mu Zisui posted it up and kissed all the sweet bits.

The kiss parted quickly.

Gu Jiao was so nervous that his whole body tensed up, and this was not in the two of them's den.He blushed and complained: "You restrain yourself..."

"It kissed your face just now," Mu Zisui bargained, "It won't matter if I kiss you."

"Senior, you are so childish," Gu Jiao squeezed the little fox's paw, "Do you have to compete with Fufu?"

It's just that the little fox's cool nose rubbed against the side of his face, which made him jealous.

He gathered up some courage from pinching his paws, and while there was no one around, he quickly moved over and kissed his boyfriend.

Don't be jealous.

Fufu felt that Mu Zisui's refusal of its active licking was really heartless.

But I didn't expect that the more heartless one was still behind, Mu Zisui directly lifted it off Gu Jiao's lap!

It's really hateful!

The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, Gu Jiao stepped back until he was completely against the back of the sofa.

There is no going back.

He disturbed: "Senior, Fufu is going to make trouble."

"You recruit me."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-12-1605:11:16￣2020-12-2000:19:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦￣感谢投出手榴弹的小天使：陆早秋1个；

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Gu Bengbeng 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 260600935 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!