The last row of rooms in the courtyard are full of all kinds of expensive medical instruments.

Uncle Huang pushes open a door and Nie Beilou walks in with Ruan Qi in his arms.

Chu Yujiang pointed to the chair under the instrument, "put it there."

Nie Beilou put the unconscious little girl on the chair.

Chu Yujiang rolled up his white Tang sleeves and stuck various contacts on Ruan Qi's head.

The instrument began to operate and brain related images appeared on the display screen.

Nie Beilou and Chu Yujiang stared at the changing influence, and their faces gradually became dignified.

After the instrument stopped running, Chu Yujiang took out the image film.

He looked at the film viewing lamp for a long time, and his eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

"There is something wrong with Xiao Qi's brain structure."

Chu Yujiang pointed to the amygdala in the lower brain.

"This area mediates fear and anxiety. From the image, Xiao Qi should be in extreme fear or anxiety for many years."

He looked at Nie Beilou. "Am I right?"

Nie Beilou looked a little ugly and nodded his head gently.

"You told me about Xiao Qi's experience on the phone in Beilou. In fact, I didn't believe it at that time."

Chu Yujiang put down the film and sighed, "I can't believe a nine-year-old girl can live a normal life for so many years after that."

"I've seen too many patients suffering from major childhood stimuli. Because they are young and have poor tolerance, they still can't recover even after receiving psychotherapy."

"Even become a mental patient."

"Beilou, Xiaoqi's self-control ability is hundreds of times higher than ordinary people, so he can make himself look normal."

"But it just 'looks' normal."

"She is already at the critical point. If she takes another step forward, she is likely to collapse. By then..."

People's mental endurance is like a rubber band.

It's stretched all the time. Sooner or later, it will break.

The rubber band belonging to Ruan Qi has been stretched for ten years. Even without external stimulation, it may break at any time.

What will she be like when it's really broken?

A madman, immersed in the fear of the past and unable to escape?

Chu Yujiang didn't finish what he said, but Nie Beilou understood the meaning of his words.

The air in the room was covered with a thick layer of asphalt, and the stuffy people couldn't breathe.

Nie Beilou's fist clenched behind him, like a cold storm rolling up in his narrow black eyes.

Uncle Huang didn't expect Ruan Qi's illness to be so serious. He thought of his apprentice Wei Jiaming's loving face every time he mentioned the little girl, and he couldn't help feeling more pity in his heart.

"Old Chu, can you cure Xiao Qi?" he asked.

Chu Yujiang shook his head slowly. "I haven't had in-depth communication with Xiao Qi, and I can't give an exact answer. But judging from the oral history of the north building, I'm only 10% sure at present."

Uncle Huang's face changed.

Chu Yujiang is a world-famous psychological expert. How many difficult and miscellaneous diseases are not a matter in his hands.

Even he is only 10% sure

Uncle Huang gritted his teeth and didn't believe in the evil way. "There's no better way? Such as hypnosis? Aren't you very good at hypnosis?"

"Hypnosis is not useful for everyone. Xiao Qi can suppress her fear for ten years, which shows that her mental strength is very tenacious. In this case, unless she takes the initiative to accept my hypnosis, it is difficult to achieve the desired effect."