The actor wants to get a divorce

Ye Su snorted twice: "That's what it means literally."

Lin Yan was a little impatient: "Don't go around in circles with me, just speak up if you have something to say."

Ye Su straightened her hair, and said slowly, "schizophrenia, it sounds scary, but it's not cancer. You're right. Next time you get sick, just take a sedative shot. Nothing will happen. No."

Lin Yan frowned, how could he not understand the irony here.

Ye Su continued to say, "If he has a dangerous behavior of self-harm, it's very simple, a pair of handcuffs, a hemp rope, tie him to the bed, or put him in an iron cage, and when it's meal time , just put some leftovers, leftovers, and bones in the bowl, and you can live a good life for decades." Ye Su laughed as he spoke, "Humans are very adaptable. If you don't want dignity, you can live with just a mouthful of food."

Lin Yan's heart ached, he gritted his teeth and interrupted him: "Shut up."

do not talk……

"I won't allow him to live like that..."

"Oh?" Ye Su raised his eyelids, a little sarcastically: "But how did I hear that you tricked this child into bed, threw him out after sleeping, and told him to wear a shirt in winter to buy condoms for you?" ... Lin Yan, I think what you did to him might as well tie him up with a rope."

"Enough!" Lin Yan couldn't bear it and jumped up. He seemed to be poked in a sore spot, his eyes flustered: "I asked you to come back to cure him, not to listen to you mocking me."

"Cure him?" Ye Su sneered even more, "Lin Yan, do you think schizophrenia is the same as a cold or fever?"

Ye Su walked in front of Lin Yan with a cold expression: "Even with the best medical resources, less than 95% of such patients can be completely cured, and [-]% of patients will relapse after stopping the medicine."

Lin Yan's pupils widened slightly.

In his astonished expression, Ye Su stretched out his hand and patted Lin Yan's face lightly, with a chilly tone; "Lin Yan, I'll tell you the truth, he will take psychotropic drugs for life and suffer every moment Due to the side effects of the drug, he may lose weight, lose his sight, lose his hair, be unable to hold a pen or chopsticks, or one night, when you fall asleep , cut his own neck with a knife..."

Lin Yan's breathing tightened suddenly.

"do not talk!"

Ye Su continued to stab Lin Yan's heart with a knife, "Master Lin, you should be prepared that he will never recover for the rest of your life."

Lin Yan's anger was finally ignited, and he grabbed Ye Su's wrist suddenly, with great strength as if he wanted to crush Ye Su's wrist.

Ye Su's pained face suddenly turned pale, and he said with difficulty: "Why, you're getting angry from embarrassment? Apart from bullying him and blaming others, what else can you do?"

Lin Yan's pupils were blood red, and his chest heaved rapidly and violently. He stared at Ye Su, nakedly facing all her ridicule and disdain for him. After an unknown period of time, he slowly let go of his hand.

"You just do the best you can."

Ye Su moved his red wrist, and asked tentatively, "What if he never recovers for the rest of his life?"

"Then I will raise him for the rest of my life."

Lin Yan waved his hands wearily, then turned around and went upstairs.

The ward was quiet, Feng Jin was not asleep, he was wearing earphones, his eyes were full of death-like immersion, leaning against the head of the bed, lowering his head slightly.

Lin Yan slowed down, walked to his side step by step, and sat down on the other side of the bed.

The bed shook slightly, Feng Jin raised his head, glanced at Lin Yan, and then quickly lowered his head as usual.

Lin Yan's heart felt extremely uncomfortable.

He has a good kung fu, he is obviously not afraid of anyone, but alone, he is afraid of himself.

Lin Yan reached out and gently took off the earphones from his ears.

"Let me wear it."

Feng Jin bowed his head motionless, and his voice was low, full of prayers.

Lin Yan threw the earphones aside.

Feng Jin finally raised his head, his pale hand with blood vessels gently grabbed Lin Yan's sleeve: "Please, let me wear it."

Lin Yan felt restless in his heart, and waved Feng Jin's hand away impatiently. He was very angry, and there was an inexplicable fire in his chest. He didn't know why he was so angry. There was a desire to lose control in his heart. The last sliver of rationality was holding him desperately, he really wanted to pinch the bastard's neck and ask him why?

Why did he betray himself when he was most affectionate?

And why should he suffer from such a strange disease at such a time to torture him!

"What are you doing with earphones on? Do you want to scare people to death at night? How can others laugh at me when people see you? Are you saying that the second young master of the Lin family has a mentally ill person by his side?"

He was about to continue roaring, when there were two soft knocks on the door, and the servant's voice drifted over.

"Young Master Lin, Madam is here, please go down."

Lin Yan paused, looked at Feng Jin again, then got up and left irritably.

Lin Yan's mother is a woman over 50 years old, but because she has been pampered for a long time, she is kept quite young, and no one will doubt her if she is 40 years old.

"Mom, why are you here?"

When Lin's mother saw her youngest son, she couldn't hide her smile, and opened the food box she brought, "Your uncle killed two pheasants. I thought you like this game, so I made chicken soup for you."

Lin Yan forcefully smiled absent-mindedly: "Thank you, Mom."

Mother Lin filled a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to Lin Yan.

Seeing Lin Yan drinking silently, he tentatively asked: "Xiao Yan, Mom has something to ask you..."

"Just ask."

"I heard people say that you raised a boy at home, didn't you?"

Lin Yan paused, and immediately said: "It's about me, why, you don't agree? Don't, my brother has moved to live with Fu Ran, and the water will be poured out in the future, and I haven't seen you say anything about it. his."

"Don't use your brother to block the gun. Your brother is your brother and you are you. Can you compare with your brother? If you can be half as good as your brother, I will stop worrying so much." Mama Lin Frowning: "Besides, who is Fu Ran's child, and who is this one you raised?"

Lin Yan's chest was blocked.Immediately, he felt that the delicious chicken soup in his mouth had lost its taste. He put down the bowl and looked at his mother: "Mom, did someone blow some wind in your ear?"

"Don't worry about whether you have blown hair or not, just tell me, has this person ever worn a cuckold for you? Hmm? Did he do something wrong to you? Is he out of his mind now?"

Lin Yan's eyes froze, and then he said: "This matter is very complicated, and I can't explain it clearly."

"Complicated? Does that mean there is such a thing?" Lin's mother shook her head and said earnestly: "Xiaoyan, neither mother nor father are pedantic people. Since childhood, they have always respected the choices of your two brothers. Your brother I like men. Although your father and I have opinions, we have no objection, and you are the same. If you also like men, your mother will support it. However, how can such a boy enter our house? Illness, it doesn’t matter, take it slowly, it will get better, but he betrayed you, he obviously has a character problem, if you really like it, send him to a mental hospital, wait for his illness to recover Now, it’s not impossible to stay by your side for a while, this is the current situation..."

That incident back then was always a scar in Lin Yan's heart.

Good or bad, bad or good, over and over again, constantly torturing him.

Now being mentioned by my mother in a soft voice, I just feel like I was slapped out of thin air, and it hurts hot.

"The matter between me and him, I will settle it myself."

Mother Lin's attitude was firm: "Xiaoyan, I will never admit to such a man with a problematic character."

"I understand, and I won't admit it." Lin Yan followed with a smile, but a corner of his heart felt sore.

After sending his mother away, Lin Yan poured out a bowl of chicken soup, blew it carefully to warm it up, and brought it upstairs.

─Entering the room, his face changed from mild to furious.

"Why did you put the earphones on again!"

He walked over a few steps, ripped off the earphones, and threw them on the floor.

"Ah..." Fear flashed across Feng Jin's pupils, he hurriedly lifted the quilt, and Chuang Chao went to get it.

But Lin Yan pulled him back by the collar and threw him on the bed.

"Did you hear me when I told you not to take that earphone?"

Feng Jin raised his eyes, looked at him in a daze, and was slapped back into the quilt by Lin Yan's slap in the next second.

He threw down the chicken soup and grabbed Feng Jin's collar, "Why did you take that earphone? Huh? You asked for all your pain today. Who made you make a mistake? Who made you do that? About the face! Who are you wearing a headset to scare? Do you want others to see me so they can laugh at me for raising you as a lunatic?"

Feng Jin seemed to be frightened. He blinked and looked at Lin Yan dully. After a while, he lowered his head slightly and became quiet and silent.

Lin Yan dragged him directly to the bathroom, took a shower, and then stuffed him into the quilt again.

At night, the sleeping Feng Jin woke up.

He opened his eyes, staring at the figure shaking in the darkness.

Those voices drilled desperately into his ears.

"Feng Jin, you trash..."

"Do you think you can't hear my voice if you cover your ears? Useless Feng Jin, I will keep pestering you..."

"Feng Jin, come, come to mom..."

Feng Jin sat up slowly, pushed open the bedroom door with bare feet, and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

Five minutes later, a shrill scream pierced Lin's villa.

It woke Lin Yan from his sleep.

He subconsciously looked at the seat beside him, which was empty.

Thinking of the shrill scream just now, Lin Yan's heart sank.

The servants outside the door completely disregarded the rules and rushed in one by one.

"Young Master Lin! Mr. Feng, he...Mr. Feng, he..."