Xi Jiu's face changed and rushed to the bed like a gust of wind.

"Baby!" he quickly took the little girl's hand and put her in his arms with the other hand.

Smelling the familiar smell of the man, the little girl immediately grabbed him like a life-saving straw.

Her body could not help shaking, like a flower that could not withstand the storm, fragile and slender.

Xi Jiu hugged her tightly.

"Mr. Beilou, what's the matter with Xiao Qi?" Shen Wenqian blistered at the corners of his mouth. "Didn't you sleep well before? Why did you suddenly do this again?"

Nie Beilou felt Ruan Qi's pulse and his eyebrows twisted into a dead knot.

Ruan Qi's situation is more dangerous than he expected.

Her consciousness has been in chaos three or four times. If this situation were changed to ordinary people, she would have been insane and crazy.

Nie Beilou finished the inspection for Ruan Qi and made a decisive decision.

"Give me your cell phone and I'll call."

……

About forty minutes later, a middle-aged man in his fifties appeared in the ward with Nie Heng.

The glasses woman hiding outside the ward secretly took out her mobile phone and took a picture of the two people's side faces.

Nie Heng, who pushed the door in, faintly felt that it was wrong and stepped down.

He turned his head and looked around the corridor with clear eyes.

When the middle-aged man saw him stop, he couldn't help wondering, "puppy, what's the matter?"

Nie Heng didn't reply.

He withdrew from the door of the ward and walked around the corridor as if looking for something.

The two bodyguards outside the ward looked at each other with a puzzled face.

Nie Heng returned to the door of the ward after checking in the corridor.

"Is there anyone suspicious around the ward today?" he asked the bodyguard.

The two bodyguards shook their heads.

"Everything is normal. Nurses, doctors or cleaners come and go."

Nie Heng nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe I'm too sensitive." he scratched the back of his head and smiled at the middle-aged man, "Uncle Chu, I've kept you waiting. I'll take you in."

The door of the ward closed slowly.

The woman with glasses huddled in the corner breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the door close.

She looked at her cleaning uniform, patted her chest with fear, and ran away with her mobile phone.

In the ward, Nie Heng took the middle-aged man into the inner room.

Because Ruan Qi's state was not stable, everyone didn't want to greet each other. The middle-aged man took out the silver needle and began treatment.

Standing aside, Shen Wenqian looked for a while and couldn't help asking Ruan munan, "Mr. Ruan, who is that?"

"Chu Yujiang," replied Ruan munan, "the elder martial uncle of Xiao Qi and the elder martial brother of Mr. Beilou."

Chu Yujiang?

Shen Wenqian wondered for a moment, took out his mobile phone and opened Du Niang.

Two seconds later, Chu Yujiang's Du Niang encyclopedia appeared on the mobile phone screen.

Chu Yujiang, a famous psychoanalyst, President of the Chinese Psychological Association, director of the international psychosocial Association, distinguished consultant of the Chinese criminal psychology department, distinguished professor of imperial Medical University, Qingbei University, international criminal investigation college and other institutions of higher learning

It took Shen Wenqian two minutes to finish reading Chu Yujiang's honor and title.

After reading it, he took a breath.

I got a big slot!

Ruan Qi's martial uncle is such an awesome person!

A world-class psychologist!

Shen Wenqian looked at Chu Yujiang in shock. At this time, Chu Yujiang is using a unique method to give Ruan Qi psychological hints.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Chu Yujiang's movements.

He bent a finger and knocked it on the bedside table with uniform rhythm and strength.

"Xiao Qi, wake up."

The girl who fell into a nightmare frowned uncomfortably.

Chu Yujiang continued to tap his fingers, keeping his voice and tone at a mysterious frequency.

Shen Wenqian, who had never studied ancient martial arts, listened and his eyelids began to sink.

He felt as if he had a hand dragging his soul forward, and he had no resistance at all.

Shen Wenqian was getting sleepier and darker.

Suddenly——

"Don't sleep!!!" Chu Yujiang burst out.

Shen Wenqian, who was so sleepy that he almost fell to the ground, woke up.

His heart pounded with fear and his eyes looked straight at the hospital bed.

On the hospital bed, Ruan Qi, who had been immersed in a nightmare, gradually calmed down.

A moment later, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Baby!" Xi Jiu shouted hoarsely.

The little girl didn't speak. She stared at the man holding her for two seconds.

"Jiujiu..."

The words fell and fell asleep again.

Chu Yujiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm conscious." he wiped the sweat on his forehead. "Xiao Qi's mental strength is so strong that I can hardly carry it. Fortunately, the old man, I live decades longer than her and barely control her."

Ruan Qi has been practicing ancient martial arts since childhood, and his talent is amazing. In addition, she later bound Bai Li, and the strength of her spiritual power was many times higher than that of ancient martial artists of her age.

Fortunately, Chu Yujiang is also an ancient martial artist. Otherwise, even if he is professional, he may not wake up the little girl.

"Uncle Chu, what should we do next?" Nie Heng looked at Ruan Qi anxiously. "When can I wake up, elder martial sister?"

"Soon. She is conscious now. As long as there is no accident next, she will wake up tomorrow at the latest."

Chu Yujiang said, taking out the medicine already prepared, "try to give her this medicine in an hour. I have something to do now. I'll come back after I'm busy tonight."

……

After Chu Yujiang left, Ruan Qi went to deep sleep.

This time, instead of having nightmares, she snored sweetly.

Everyone's heart finally fell back after seeing this scene.

As soon as people relax, they begin to be hungry.

One after another, the cries came out from the stomachs of the people one after another.

"Are everyone hungry?" Shen Wenqian stood up with his mobile phone. "What do you want to eat? I'll order takeout. Mr. Beilou, what do you like to eat?"

Nie Beilou was not polite to him. He ordered a very imposing order: "beef noodles. More spicy, more scallions, more beef, less noodles."

"..." Shen Wenqian almost threw his cell phone out.

More spicy, more scallions, more beef, and less noodles.

Mr. Beilou, why don't you just order a bowl of stewed beef?

Shen Wenqian, speechless, drew corners of his mouth and directly ordered a beef noodles for Nie Beilou, adding two extra beef noodles.

"What about you? Mr. Ruan, Mr. Xi, what do you eat?"

Ruan munan had no appetite and casually said, "just like master Beilou."

"OK." Shen Wenqian nodded and looked at Xi Jiu, "where's Xi Ye?"

Xi Jiu stared at the sleeping Ruan Qi and shook his head slowly.

"I don't eat."

"What's good about not eating?" Shen Wenqian and Ruan Qi have been mixing for a long time and have great courage. They even dare to control the food of the Xi family owner. "Lord Xi, people are iron and rice are steel. If you're hungry, she must be distressed when Xiao Qi wakes up. Do you have the heart to let Xiao Qi love you?"

Ruan Qi is a brick, where you need to move.

When Shen Wenqian moved the little girl out, Xi Jiu's heart was really soft.

He looked gently at the little girl with her eyes closed and nodded.

"OK, I'm the same as Mr. Beilou. Beef noodles."

Finally, led by Nie Beilou, everyone in the ward ordered beef noodles.

I don't know what the noodle shop owner will think when he receives such a wonderful order of "more beef and less noodles". Anyway, when Shen Wenqian went to pick up the takeout with a mask, the takeout's eyes were very strange.

Shen Da's agent hardened his head and he maxixi returned to the ward with a pile of lunch boxes.

Meanwhile, in an ordinary VIP ward downstairs. Cheng Yan took the glasses woman's cell phone and slowly looked through several photos she secretly took.

"Miss three, I checked it on the Internet." the woman in white named sister Xu pointed to the middle-aged man in the picture, "this man's name is Chu Yujiang. He is a famous psychoanalyst."

"Psychiatrist?"

Cheng Yan Liu Mei picked, "Ruan Qi is ill. What do you ask a mental psychologist to do? Is it difficult for her to have mental problems?"

No one can give her the answer.

Cheng Yan didn't care. She pointed to Nie Heng beside Chu Yujiang and asked, "what about this man? Who is he?"

"This..." sister Xu shook her head. "We didn't find it. But it seems that she is only 17 or 18 years old. She may be an assistant or something. She shouldn't be an important person."

Cheng Yan didn't care. She just stared at Chu Yujiang in the picture for a long time, and her red lips slowly aroused a vicious arc.

"Manager Xu, you said... If we release the news that Ruan Qi is mentally ill, how will those people on the Internet scold her?"