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Joe’s situation has improved compared to two weeks ago. The treatment with partners and imitation courses has achieved some results for him. Although children with high-functioning autism will reject external communication, they will be rational because of the necessity of external communication. And imitate the way of communication between people.

Being happy, being sad, and showing empathy are mostly what these children will imitate.

"After the next year, we can consider adding reading training to him."

Zhou Chen has no opinion on the specific treatment basis, but as a businessman, he is keenly aware of one thing, "Feng Zhen, are you planning to arrange for a new doctor to take over our Joe?" Partly surprised and uneasy about the child, "Joe doesn't like to face new people and environments very much."

"I majored in neuropsychology and development before, and I don't have a deep research in the field of literacy. There is Dr. Cen who specializes in language and high-functioning autism in the clinic, but I will continue to follow up on Joe's daily treatment in the future. , Mr. Zhou, you can rest assured."

"That's it." Zhou Chen expressed his understanding, "I'll check with Chu Yuan later."

Feng Zhen nodded, and when it was time for a break, he let Zhou Chen and another parent go in, holding the child, while he went outside to observe the reactions of the two children. Although Joe didn't look at Zhou Chen very much, he had already put down his hands on the child. What he did, he grabbed Zhou Chen's clothes with a smile—although the smile was fleeting, but for psychotherapy, there is a gap, which means there is an opportunity.

It was getting dark, and Joe fell asleep quickly. The child went to bed very early and woke up at three or four o'clock in the morning, so Zhou Chen's home was equipped with surveillance cameras, and two male nannies were specially assigned to take care of the child alternately.

"I wanted to go see Zhou Lin today, but I didn't expect it to be this time." Zhou Lin's condition has been relatively stable recently, and the sedative drugs have also started to decrease this week. Zhou Chen knows all about these things, but he knows better about other people. One thing, that is, this younger sister doesn't want to see him at all - Feng Zhen is also very clear about this, but he doesn't understand why Zhou Chen must be deliberately provocative.

"That's nothing, I'll go back first." Although the housekeeping aunt promised to stay at home and help take care of her within a week, she was still worried.

"Shall we leave without eating?"

"My mother was recently discharged from the hospital at home, and I am a little worried."

Zhou Chen didn't force him to stay, but suggested to give him a ride. It's snowing outside and it's not easy to get a car.

"You invited Auntie Nuange, right?"

Feng Zhen was surprised, looking at Zhou Chen, he had indeed rejected some dinner appointments with this person on the grounds that his mother was unwell and needed to go back to take care of her, but he did not mention such details.

"Before you asked Zhang Kun which housekeeping aunt was good, and I just heard." Zhang Kun was one of the male nannies. Zhou Chen's words were not obsessed with this, but worried about the life of this young man from an economic point of view. "It's not easy for you to live now. Apart from the rent and housekeeping aunts, you don't have much money left for your mother to see a doctor this month."

"Now that I have accepted the project, the project will benefit next year, and the situation will be better." Feng Zhen doesn't mind this, but he just habitually thinks about why Zhou Chen asks this kind of question and what is his purpose.With Zhou Chen, he has always tried his best to keep the relationship at the distance of the client, even though it seems that the relationship is closer than the client relationship he took over before.

"It's also very good. If you have any financial pressure, some corporate customers on my side can introduce you to your project."

"Okay, I will talk to Teacher Chu later."

"There will be a lot of things like the year-end meeting starting tomorrow. I don't think I have much time to receive you. If there is any situation with Joe, you can contact my friend Yi Zheng or Zhang Kun directly." Probably considering Feng Zhen's love for Yi He was not familiar with him, so he specially introduced this person, and didn't mind explaining the relationship between him, Yi Zheng, Chu Yuan, and the patient Xiaoheng.He spoke as if telling a story, but his eyes kept looking at Feng Zhen through the rearview mirror. Unfortunately, this person smiled where he should have smiled, and he still had that expression. He didn't even show gratitude and alienation when he got off the car. How did it change.

The more this happened, the more he felt something was wrong.

He drove to the community where Feng Zhen lived in advance, or the old house of Chu Yuan's family as he is more familiar, and turned off the ignition here. Seeing that the light was still on, he hesitated for a while, and got out of the car and went upstairs.

The family building of N University is the same as all the old houses from that era, with concrete stairs, wooden fences, a green anti-theft door for each family, colorful walls, small advertisements for new posts, and some that have been crossed out There are small advertisements, and there are traces of the newly painted white walls. Almost two corners of the stairs will be filled with sundries from an unknown era, but he stopped after looking at two corners, because he has already arrived at Chuyuan old house.

The iron gate on the outside is mottled, but the mahogany door on the inside is new, and last year's blessing is still pasted on the door. A puppy sticks out its tongue out of laughter.

Like every time he came here before, he would first ask himself if he wanted to go in and have a look, and then immediately told himself that it was not now.

The sound of footsteps downstairs, the soft and silent rhythm, you can tell it is Feng Zhen. This person used to walk all the stairs, but now he is like an old man Shen Ke, which makes him feel sore. He is very sad. He wanted to go downstairs at this time, just across from this person, and then the two looked at each other, and then explained their past clearly, but now is not the time, so he can only choose to go up to another floor, quietly watching Feng Zhen stop, open the door, Close the door and enter the house.

Chu Yuan has long been accustomed to the situation of his friends, but it is a pity that there is no good wine here, so he warmed up two cups of plum tea, "The flower core snow water collected by the fifth uncle in the plum garden in the eastern suburbs is suitable for this year's new flowers, and the taste is quite good." good."

The entrance of the tea makes people clear up from the bottom of their bones, with a lingering fragrance in their mouths and a slight green taste, "Did you go to see Uncle Wu?"

"I'm going to France this year to celebrate the New Year with my father and brother. I will meet Uncle Wu in advance and ask for a visa."

Zhou Chen expressed his interest, "Looking at the development of Hailan, your fortune should be very good next year."

Chu Yuan washed the tea for the first time, and added another cup for the two of them. The second cup of tea was quite dark, a little golden, and the fragrance of the tea was pleasant. It's a marriage lottery."

Zhou Chen looked like he wanted to hear more details, so he approached his friend, "Which girl?"

"Are you sure it's a girl?"

"You said how dare I put Feng Zhen by your side for so many years."

"Beauty is in the eyes of your lover." Seeing that his friend was about to distinguish, Chu Yuan put down his teacup, "Lin Tang, you have seen it before."

In fact, I met too many people, and Zhou Chen couldn't keep track of them for a while.

So Chu Yuan thoughtfully gave a reminder, "I commuted with Feng Zhen some time ago."

Mr. Zhou immediately remembered, looked at his leisurely friend, and immediately came to a conclusion, "If Dr. Gao is still possible, you probably can't."

"When the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's benefit?"

"Snipes and clams are fisherman's food. Look at the An family and the Zhuo family, which one can you eat?" If you offend anyone, it will be difficult for Hailan to advance in the development of the Nanjing base. Chen thought of something more interesting, got up and sat next to Chu Yuan, "You and An Ziheng are still colleagues, want to dig a corner?"

"What did you come to see me for?" Judging by his mood at night, either Feng Zhen responded well to him or signed some big deal.

"I recently talked about a farm in Russia. Do you want to go for a walk after the next year? Your side happens to be relatively free in spring."

"Me? Or Feng Zhen."

"Feng Zhen's mother's health may not be able to survive the new year. I just asked Lin Xiao that the old man may not be able to survive the new year."

"I went to see her with Feng Zhen last time, and she still looks pretty good." Chu Yuan thought about going to visit her with Feng Zhen in two days, and suddenly understood why Zhou Chen would spend his time going out in the middle of the year. Finally, "Let's take a look again. I'm going to Beijing for a business trip in two days. Feng Zhen said that he would take his aunt there with him."

"He didn't tell me."

When someone told you what to do, Chu Yuan glanced at this guy indifferently, and took the initiative to say something, "The project we are talking about with TML, the person in charge of the docking is Xueyan."

"Where does she work?"

"I heard from Lin Xiao that he was transferred just now."

A certain person had such an expression, "Women in the Lin family love to make troubles, I thought she was still staying abroad." Zhou Chen didn't think that the topic of Lin Xueyan needed to occupy the rare time when friends got together, "You guys What date did it pass?"

"Get next week, just as the final exams are over."

Zhou Chen just said that this time is pretty good, but he didn't say what's good, and asked about Joe's start of the next course of treatment, "Isn't Feng really following?"

"I talked to him about his future career direction. Compared with being a psychiatrist, he personally prefers functional development. What's more, there are schools teaching this area to maintain skills. At present, this choice is actually not bad."

"He always wanted to be a good psychiatrist."

Chu Yuan had never seen that high-spirited Feng Zhen who worried about the world. He patted his friend on the shoulder, saying it was a comfort, but also a kind of regret, "The current Feng Zhen is actually a patient."