The spring breeze blows.

Song Qingyou originally thought that Fu Wenzhou might not agree to go to the hospital.

But unexpectedly, the man just looked at her for a few seconds and said, "Well, I will go if Youyou asks me to."

Song Qingyou's breath was suffocated, and her heart was slightly numb.

She thought, how could Fu Wenzhou be so obedient.

So good.

Song Qingyou raised her hand to touch the side of his face and said softly: "I just went to check, so I can feel relieved."

Fu Wenzhou whispered: "Okay."

Song Qingyou thought for a while and felt that some rewards should be given to well-behaved people, so she said: "It's weekend this week, let's go on a date."

Fu Wenzhou thought he heard wrongly and confirmed it twice: "Youyou, are you serious? A date?"

Song Qingyou nodded: "Just do what ordinary couples do on weekends, go to the movies together, eat, go shopping..."

In fact, Song Qingyou really wanted to go to the amusement park, but because of her poor heart condition, she couldn't play exciting and thrilling activities.

Fu Wenzhou's voice was sultry, hiding a smile: "Don't go back on your word."

Since Song Qingyou said what she said, she would not regret it. Her fingertips slid from Fu Wenzhou's cheek to the side of his ear and pinched his earlobe: "When did I lie to you?"

Fu Wenzhou held Song Qingyou tightly in his arms, rubbing his chin gently against the top of her hair, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Song Qingyou and Fu Nan reported their addresses, and the car immediately turned around.

The hospital is not far away, about half an hour away.

Song Qingyou came here to see a psychiatrist when she was a teenager, so she is very familiar with the route here.

I found Dr. Zhang's consulting room with ease. I greeted him in advance on the way, so he was already in the office when I arrived.

Dr. Zhang is over fifty years old and is a leading figure in the field of psychology. He is a student of the same class as Teacher Song Qingyou, and the two have a close friendship.

Song Qingyou saw Zhang Kai's intention and stretched out her hand respectfully: "Junior came unexpectedly. I forgot to bring you the Longjing tea that was brought from Nancheng. I'll have someone bring it to you later."

He opened his mouth and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you, a girl, for a long time. How is your teacher lately?"

Song Qingyou smiled slightly: "She is very good. She often talks about you to me."

He opened his eyes and looked at Song Qingyou's side, "Who is this?"

Fu Wenzhou said slowly: "I am Song Qingyou's boyfriend."

Song Qingyou said immediately, "His name is Fu Wenzhou."

Zhang Zhi was a little surprised. He still remembered the time when Song Qingyou came to his place alone.

The little girl was only twelve or thirteen years old at the time, and she was in this room, in the same position.

The little girl said: "Hello, I seem to have a problem."

The child's tone at that time was too calm, not at all like what a teenage child should be in. Moreover, she came to the hospital alone at the time, so she had a deep memory of it.

Later, it was diagnosed that Song Qingyou was suffering from severe depression. Fortunately, she was smart, discovered it in time, and knew how to ask for help.

After two years of treatment, her condition improved a lot.

Later, Song Qingyou herself said that she felt her illness was cured, and she had not been here again for so many years.

Over the years, Zhang Zhiyi has inquired about her, intentionally or unintentionally, and naturally knows that she sent that family to prison. However, Zhang Zhi understands Song Qingyou's hardship, so he doesn't think there is anything wrong. Instead, he feels that the family deserves it.

However, what Zhang Zhi did not expect was that the little girl who was cold and cold at first and only wanted revenge would actually have a sweetheart.

Zhang Kai's eyes couldn't help but look at the man for a while longer.

He had never met Fu Wenzhou, but Mr. Fu was famous, so it was hard not to know.

Opening his mind and returning to his thoughts, he touched his beard and said, "Is he going to check?"

Song Qingyou was stunned and nodded: "Yes..."

Zhang Zhangzhi almost laughed angrily. When looking for a boyfriend, he couldn't find a healthy one. He had to find a sick one. What do young people think nowadays.

He opened his mouth and said, "Well, I'll have a chat with him alone."

Song Qingyou heard this and said: "Okay."

Then he turned back to comfort Fu Wenzhou: "Please cooperate with the treatment and don't make trouble, do you hear me?"

Fu Wenzhou: "I heard it."

Kaiyi squinted at the interaction between the two and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

After so many years of not seeing each other, the little girl has changed a lot.

After Song Qingyou finished speaking, she went out and closed the door very gently.

The waiting time was long, and Song Qingyou even held out a glimmer of hope that her inference was wrong.

Maybe Fu Wenzhou was just a bit grumpy and there was nothing wrong with him.

Or maybe she's making a fuss out of a molehill.

More than an hour passed before the door finally opened.

Fu Wenzhou put his hands in his pockets and came out lazily.

Seeing this, Song Qingyou stood up and pulled his arm: "How do you feel?"

Fu Wenzhou shrugged, and his tone was as tired as ever: "I was asked a lot of questions, which is very annoying."

Song Qingyou pursed her lips and said, "Sit here, I'll go in and take a look."

Fu Wenzhou said hello.

Song Qingyou walked into the consultation room and closed the door, her eyes showing some worry: "Dr. Zhang, he..."

Zhang Kaiyi sat behind his desk, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, which were the answers to the questions Fu Wenyan had just answered.

He said solemnly: "Explosive personality disorder."

Song Qingyou's heart skipped a beat, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Has the diagnosis been confirmed?"

Zhang Kai said "Hmm" with intention: "But it's strange, he seems to listen to you very much?"

Song Qingyou was startled: "Yes, he was very emotionally stable when he was with me, so could it be because those people offended him, so he..."

"No." Zhang Zhangyi directly denied Song Qingyou's luck: "He is very stubborn, even to the point of paranoia, especially things related to you. In the long run, it will not be a good thing for you, and it is very likely that it will hurt you in the end.

to you."

Song Qingyou was silent for a moment and said, "He won't."

Zhang Kaiyi did not deny it, "I prescribed some medicine for him, and he takes it regularly every day. Currently, explosive personality disorder can only be treated with medication, and psychological counseling is of little use. But you don't have to worry too much, doesn't he listen to you very much?

As long as you control him in time when he goes crazy."

Song Qingyou was not worried about this, her eyes darkened slightly: "Will he hurt himself? If the condition worsens, will he hurt himself in the end?"

Opening his mind: "That's for sure."

"I understand." Song Qingyou said, "I will make him take medicine on time."

Without saying anything, he glanced at Song Qingyou: "What about you?"

Song Qingyou was stunned, and then realized what Zhang Yi meant: "You told me before that if you can't live anymore, you should find a reason for yourself to live. Later I found out that it's me who can avenge my mother and grandfather.

A reason to live.”

"What now?" Zhang Zhangyi asked.
Chapter completed!