Such as the delayed emergence and persistent mental disorders caused by the experience of earthquake, fire, or the death of relatives.

The treatment of PTSD is mainly psychotherapy, such as eye movement desensitization therapy and cognitive behavior therapy.

Moboyuan doesn't know nothing about these.

But after seeing these search results, his face still began to sink, and his fingers holding the mobile phone had turned white.

After that, he called Tan Yiming directly, and the phone was quickly connected over there:

"So early? You won't make another hot search, will you?"

"No, I'm looking for Su muxue."

"Cough, Dick, what are you looking for her to do?"

The tone of careful inquiry is really not like boss Tan's style.

Moboyuan doesn't have much patience at this time:

"I won't dig your corner. Ask her something."

Early in the morning, my brother called, but he didn't find himself, but his own woman. Everyone will ask one more question, right?

However, as soon as Mo Boyuan said this, boss Tan over there certainly knew that the second child should have something important and quickly shook up the people around him:

"The number of the second is for you."

Sleepy people don't react at all:

"Who's the second? I don't know. Don't make me sleep!"

Tan Yiming was very helpless, and then made a voice again:

"The Mohist, the husband of your best friend!"

Um?

Two seconds later, someone who was just confused suddenly sat up with a carp:

"Tan Yiming, who do you mean?"

Tan Yiming handed over his mobile phone:

"Take it."

Don't be surprised.

Su muxue shivers and takes over the phone:

"Well, moboyuan?"

"It's me. I want to ask you something."

When Mo Boyuan's voice sounded, Su muxue finally woke up:

"You ask, you ask, I must know everything and say everything."

Mo Boyuan also got up from the sofa, opened the door and stood at the door:

"Let me ask you something. Has my wife been hurt when I don't know?"

What the hell is this?

"What do you mean? It's you who hurt the most?"

This man is the source of all the harm!

Those shameless bitches, on the whole, don't like this man?

How can Mo Boyuan not know that his wife's best friend always sees that his nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes?

Fight for his wife!

But there's nothing to worry about.

After all, only sincere people will complain about their friends like this, won't they?

"I mean, has there been any substantial harm?"

"There should be no such thing!

Who dares to bully your wife?

You see, Shen Peiyi doesn't just dare to secretly send messages and be a shit stirring stick behind her back? "

Rough words are not rough.

Indeed, no one dares to really bully the Mohists!

A few broken words at most.

"Thanks. I hope you don't tell her about this call."

There's no need to say more about who she is.

After hanging up, Mo Boyuan continued to dial a number:

"Is Guan tezhu still in Africa?"

"Yes, didn't the boss let him stay there for a month before he could come back?"

"Remember what you owe."

"OK, boss, I'll inform Africa."

After finishing the call again, moboyuan came back.

He looked through the closed door. Just then, the door opened.

At this time, Jiang Tingxu has recovered his usual calm, and there is nothing that makes people aware of the problem.