you are not cannon fodder

Xie Peiwei pushed a high-level meeting within the group and personally visited a professor of psychology who specializes in depression.

"This is my wife's medical records and some latest medical data." Xie Peiwei did not allow this part of the information to be submitted in advance, and he would rather sit here and wait slowly.None of his family doctors are good at psychology, so he can only ask experts outside. However, although the attitude of seeking medical treatment is respectful, the medical records must still be kept strictly confidential.

This Professor Qian put on his glasses, read the information slowly, and finally said: "A face-to-face consultation is appropriate."

"He's under a lot of pressure." Xie Peiwei also has concerns. "He currently thinks that because of his depression symptoms, he is no longer the best pregnant body for my child. If I ask him to see a psychiatrist—— "

Xie Pewei made an explosive gesture.Yihe is likely to be crushed by the pressure.

Professor Qian can't doubt the details given by the patient's family, but he can't trust the judgment of the patient's family either.What treatment plan can he give before seeing and communicating with the patient?Maybe it will backfire.

"We still have to meet each other." Professor Qian insisted.He has an excellent reputation in the industry because he never perfunctory patients.

Xie Peiwei's gaze fell on a picture of calligraphy hanging on the wall behind the professor. He glanced at the inscription and said, "Good calligraphy."

Professor Qian also turned around and said with a smile: "It's not very good to write a few strokes when you have nothing to do."

"You heal the hearts of parents. My little wife hasn't studied seriously for a few years, and started working at a young age. Only his name is better written. Or I will use the name of hiring a calligraphy teacher for him, and you will call two people at the door. God?" Xie Peiwei said very politely.

Before Professor Qian could speak, Xie Peiwei turned his head.Qi Xuanjing immediately handed over a printed contract.

He swiped and signed it, and placed it on Professor Qian's desk.

This is a cooperation agreement between the charitable foundation of the Xie Foundation and the depression research relief project led by Professor Qian.

The charity fund has completed the signing procedures. After Xie Peiwei signs and confirms, as long as Professor Qian's project team signs and seals, Xie's Charity Foundation will allocate funds to this project every year, and review the special funds for individual cases. .This is an aid with a guaranteed bottom and no ceiling, and the initial agreement period is three years.

——As for taking out the check folder smartly, filling in a number with a dizzying number of 0s, and throwing the check away...

Well, this kind of capitalist style will be kicked out by the respected professor immediately!

Professor Qian smiled slightly, stood up and stretched his waist: "I haven't started writing for a long time, so don't mislead me... Well, I'll come to the door and be a teacher while licking my old face."

Xie Pewei got up and shook hands with him: "Thank you."

After sending Xie Peiwei away, Professor Qian took a look at the contract and had to say that the number was really honest.

Just for getting so much money into the account every year, I have to show my wife a good look.He also seriously considered what Xie Peiwei told him.Since this Mr. Li is under too much psychological pressure, he has to pretend to be a calligraphy teacher.

Professor Qian squatted down, opened the cabinet door under the bookcase, and found his treasured ancient inkstone at the bottom of the box. He also took a piece of high-quality Hui ink, a set of handmade lake brushes, and cut a few knives on various colored rice paper. Packed in a rattan box.De La, wait for Xin'er to act!

The phone rang suddenly.

Professor Qian looked down and saw that it was his former student, current subordinate, and project director who called: "Little Qiao, what's the matter?"

"Teacher, a huge sum of money from Xie's Charity Fund suddenly appeared in our account! It's 55! Did you sponsor La? Let me tell you, the money has been received!"

"Well, yes, we just talked about it today. They will have a three-year cooperation with our project. When will you come over, go through the contract procedures, and send it back to others. Hang up if you have nothing else to do."

After Professor Qian hung up the phone, he felt that President Xie was doing things in a good way, so he decided to look at Mrs. Xie's medical records immediately.

"Huh?" He returned to his desk, but couldn't find the medical records and physical examination materials.

After searching twice, Professor Qian realized with an angry and funny face that the medical records that he had only read once were taken away!

——Secret to this point, your wife is the reincarnation of Yuan|Zi|Dan, right? !

■

Yihe knew he was sick.

Xie Peiwei wanted him to have a child, this child is so precious, how could he not care?

Not only Xie Peiwei is rushing to make up for fertility courses, Yihe is also looking through the materials.He knew what antenatal depression was.

However, knowing doesn't mean he can overcome self-healing.Just because he knew that he was suffering from depression, he felt more and more that he was not the best candidate to bear Xie Peiwei's child. He got into the horns, and he thought he was not worthy to bear Xie Peiwei's child.

It was fine when he was accompanied by an assistant, talking and doing things, the existence of the assistant beside him was the proof that Xie Peiwei valued him.

At this time, he has the confidence and confidence to convince himself, you see, President Xie chose you, and President Xie doesn't think you are unqualified.

But he is always alone.

For example, he wants to work.

He is not a little idol who only sings and dances, he is a singer-songwriter, and he doesn't like the stage very much.

The budget for this album currently being prepared is very high-end, and the company's appointments are all top-level productions. However, several big composers who have always cooperated happily have turned their faces.

——Composers who have made it to the top are not short of money.Works made with painstaking efforts are like one's own children, who would like the pearl to be covered with dust?

The number of top-level productions that Li Yihe has obtained in the past two years is so large that the top [-] in the industry vomit blood.Of his two boutique albums, any one of them can be the main title.The results of it?In the end, the company shared the copyright with other artists of its own, and it became popular all over the country after the cover.

Can this fucking be tolerated? !

Star King Entertainment sent out a letter asking for a song on time, and several bigwigs heard that it was for Li Yihe, but they only said no!

Years of inventory was poached by you two years ago, do you really think I am a walking songwriter?No no!Ask Lahei again!

Yihe is not really isolated from the world and ignorant of world affairs, he proposed to the company that the composition of this album can be composed by himself.After recording a few demos, the company approved it.It doesn't matter if you don't approve it. Yihe has a lot of autonomy in Star King Entertainment, and not many people are willing to offend him.

Therefore, Yihe is basically sorting out and rewriting the previous works in the studio these days.

You cannot be disturbed at this time.Must be alone.

However, being alone can turn his mood sour.

He will slide unconsciously into the abyss of despair, loathing himself, feeling that he is not good enough.

From hating my poor psychological endurance, hating myself suffering from prenatal depression, to hating my background, hating my lack of talent and ability, hating myself for not being able to stand side by side with Xie Peiwei at all...How can I deserve to have this child like this? ?

My genes are so bad, how can I combine with Mr. Xie's genes to give birth to a new life?

I'm so sorry kid...

"Mr. Yihe has afternoon tea." The assistant knocked on the door.

Yi He was shocked to realize that the scores in front of him had not been sorted out much, and half the afternoon was wasted again.

Fortunately, when I was having afternoon tea, I was surrounded by assistants.Thinking of Xie Peiwei's extraordinary kindness to him these days, Yihe looked at the sunflowers on the balcony, and his gloomy mood relaxed a lot.

Ding.

The phone rang.

Qi Xuanjing sent a message saying that Xie Peiwei would go home for dinner.

Yihe's mood became even better.

He bought ingredients online with his mobile phone in one hand, and happily talked to his assistant about the specific arrangements for making dinner.

The assistants all knew about his illness, and when they saw him speak, their eyes lit up, and they were moved with emotion.If Mr. Xie could stay with him at home, Mr. Yihe's illness might be cured by half in no time.However, such a big president is so busy with daily affairs, how can it be possible to stay at home every day?

The assistants stayed until Xie Peiwei entered the door before leaving, Yihe was not allowed to be unaccompanied.

Xie Peiwei changed his clothes as usual, went downstairs to eat, and observed Yihe's emotions calmly.

He thought about letting Yihe's friends come to accompany him, so that he could give up some private space for Yihe's illness.

It's a pity that the recorder incident was investigated last time, and Yihe didn't have many friends, at least no friends to talk to, so this road won't work.

As for arranging other people to accompany him... What Yihe needs now is a relaxing environment, and forcing him to have a lot of "accompaniment" that needs to be entertained will be counterproductive.

"Sir, eat." Yi and Sheng brought soup and rice, and sat down at the table.

Xie Peiwei used to come here to relax, and usually he wouldn't chat with him, and Yihe was used to it.

The two ate in silence, Yihe watched where Xie Peiwei's chopsticks fell, and updated Xie Peiwei's current taste and favorite recipes in his mind.In addition, he is also habitually pondering and observing Xie Peiwei's emotions.

The child was already in his belly.Xie Peiwei's fishing ban ended a few days earlier.

However, for so many days, Xie Peiwei is either at home or on a business trip, and has no chance to eat snacks.

He didn't know that Xie Peiwei's old friends had been dismissed by Qi Xuanjing, and he hadn't had a chance to find new friends. He only thought that Xie Peiwei valued his children and worried about his depression, so he was "cultivating himself".But thank you Peve for his temper... How long can he keep it?

Xie Peiwei had already finished his meal.

In the past, he would just put the chopsticks away, but today, seeing that Yihe hadn't finished eating, he filled another small bowl of soup.

"I'll invite a teacher to teach you in a few days," Xie Peiwei said.

"Yes." Yihe subconsciously agreed, before asking, "What class do you have?"

"Prenatal education class." Xie Peiwei looked serious, as if he was doing business for the child, "You are very smart, and there is no need to question your talent in music and art. However, prenatal education for children still needs to be fully developed. You should first complete the class. on."

Yihe was a little panicked: "What do I want to learn?" He is not good at elementary school math!

"Listen to the teacher's arrangement."

Mr. Xie Ba always played tricks, except for Professor Qian who pretended to be a calligraphy teacher, all other teachers were also prepared.From elementary school to high school, there are all kinds of extracurricular interest classes that all children can sign up for!

Mr. Xie Ba, who was a top student since he was a child, can't understand how frightened Yi He, who was a scumbag since childhood, is at this moment!

——I never heard that you have to study first to give birth to a child!