Chapter 361

Name:You For Eternity Author:Qian Tao
Li Hengzhi gently opened the quilt and looked at the tearful girl lying on the bed. She said, "it's me."

Qiantao's eyes were full of tears. When he saw Li Hengzhi, he sat up and hugged his waist: "Wu Li Hengzhi... "

As before, every time she held him, it was like holding on to a straw. He could feel that she had put all her trust on him.

His big palm fell on her back and comforted her for a while: "it's OK. It's just thunder."

After a while, it began to rain. Li Hengzhi sat on the bed and hugged her. Qiantao was in his arms and hugged him tightly.

Li Hengzhi encircled her body with his arm, so that her mood could be calmed down and her mind recovered.

He raised his hand to wipe the tears off her cheek and asked her gently, "so you still can't tell me why today?"

Thousand peach eyes tears still, on his eyes a second away, lack of security to his arms jump up.

"You are a typical post-traumatic stress disorder. It's thunder and lightning at the time of the incident, and you dare not face it. So once the same situation happens in the future, it will induce your memory and bring you back to the time of the incident, won't it?"

On the one hand, Qiantao was surprised that he knew so much about the disease, and then nodded.

"You can only receive treatment for this disease. I know it's a very painful thing for you, but if you don't receive treatment, this shadow will accompany you all your life."

What I promised her at first was almost impossible.

She continued to suffer like this, and he couldn't.

It's very painful to uncover the scar, but if she doesn't, it will become one of his worries, and he also has a headache.

"I'll get you a psychiatrist, and you'll be treated, OK? It's not terrible to be sick. It's OK after being cured. "

Some things, once uncovered, said, will not be so difficult to face.

The only way to solve the psychological shadow is to face it bravely.

As soon as Qian Tao heard this proposal, he kept shaking his head with tears in his eyes. He looked at him pitifully and said, "don't Don't, ok... "

Li Heng's hard work is better than soft work.

Back then

He sighed.

That's what Nianxin asks of him.

At last, he knew why the parents were always uncertain about their children. He couldn't even decide about both of them.

"I'll be with you all the way."

Thousand peaches still shake their heads like a rattle.

"What should I do with you?"

"You said you would not expose my scar..." Qiantaote was wronged, "you don't mean what you say..."

“…… Forget it. I'm going to Jiangchuan this week. I'll be on a business trip next week. I'll have some talent to come back. Let's wait until I come back. " Li Hengzhi finally compromised.

Once some plans are shelved, no one knows when they will be reopened.

A thousand peaches a listen, this just joy opened flower to smile.

As long as you don't expose it, it's fine.

At dawn the next day, Li Hengzhi woke up, and Qiantao was still in his arms.

The nurse just came to the ward round and saw two people lying on the bed. First, there was an accident. Li Heng's blunt she compared a silence of movement, let her come back later.

It rained all last night. She couldn't sleep well. I want her to sleep a little longer.

Outside the ward, Li Hengzhi has already made a phone call There's something I'd like to ask for your help

He was silent for a while, and then said, "let's meet and talk about it in detail."

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many people may not have contact with this "post-traumatic stress disorder". Let me tell you something about it. I was robbed by a criminal smashing a window. I was awakened by a loud noise in my sleep, and I was stunned. Then I went to the same place for quite a long time. When I saw the same place, I would feel palpitation, and I couldn't hear any noise. Even if it was just the sound of the door closing, I would be scared. I had a kind of inexplicable fear, and I would immediately think of the situation at that time Shape.

Because no one was injured, it was not so serious. After a long time, it naturally got better.

As for our little peach, it must be many times more serious than mine, so her PTSD is also more serious and untouchable than mine.