Chapter 121

The old lady sighed, "Xiaoyi woke up, but... You'd better come to the hospital..."

He Liancheng had been thinking about his son when he was working. After listening to the old lady's words, he raised his heart again, hung up the phone, left his subordinates a "talk about the cooperation case in the afternoon", took the car key and left quickly.

He stormed all the way into the senior ward. The old lady sat by Xiaoyi's bed with red eyes. Xiaoyi had woke up, lying on the bed with an expressionless face, and her little lips were slightly pursed.

"Grandma." He Liancheng said hello to the old lady and bent down to touch his son's head. His head tilted and avoided.

He Liancheng sat down and softened his voice, "winglet, is there anything else uncomfortable?"

Xiaoyi didn't speak. His dark eyes stared at the ceiling quietly. It seemed that he didn't hear his question.

"Winglets?" Helene frowned. Is his son making a small temper?

"Stop yelling. He can't hear you." The old lady's voice choked.

Helene city's look changed greatly. He reached out his hand and touched his head regardless of the avoidance of the small wing. He immediately wanted to scream in horror, and kicked his hands and feet indiscriminately.

"Ah - ah -" he screamed in horror, his eyes full of fear, but there was no word.

He Liancheng's heart cooled and quickly withdrew his hand. His scream gradually decreased, and the panic in his eyes gradually dissipated. His black eyes became confused and dull.

He Liancheng looked at his clever and obedient son suddenly become like this, and his heart suddenly hurt, "grandma, what's going on? How did the winglet become like this? "

The old lady looked sad. "As soon as Xiaoyi woke up, it became like this. No matter how we call him, he seems unable to hear. Whenever we want to touch him, he screams and gets very excited. The doctor said, "this is a symptom of autism."

He Liancheng didn't believe that his son would suffer from autism. When he went to the attending doctor's office, his face was very ugly. "Doctor, my son has always been very normal. How could he suddenly suffer from autism?"

"Mr. Helian, the young master's autism is not caused by genetic factors, but is greatly stimulated in accidents, resulting in brain cell dysfunction and affecting the function of brain nerves to transmit information, resulting in autism."

The pupil of Helian city suddenly shrinks, "can it be cured?"

"From the young master's situation, he is mainly affected by psychological factors, and the possibility of cure is still relatively large. However, I suggest that parents should not be too impatient, relax their mood and mentality, remove their children's negative emotions and communicate with them step by step... "

The doctor talked about a lot of precautions before autism treatment. He Liancheng listened patiently and asked questions from time to time. In the process of talking with the doctor, his attitude was also positive. He believed that his son's autism would be cured.

But the actual situation is that he Lianyi's condition is getting worse and worse. He completely isolates himself from his own world, ignores the people and things around him, and silently does his own things. Sometimes he paints, sometimes he plays chess with himself, sometimes he sits in a daze in front of the window, and he sits all day. As long as someone wants to touch him, he is like a frightened little beast, screaming with open teeth and claws.

In his current situation, he couldn't go back to school at all, and didn't even take the final exam.

Although the cancellation of the wedding in Helian city had a certain impact on Helian's family and Su's family, Helian's family was busy trying to treat Xiaoyi's disease and didn't pay so much attention to the views of the outside world.

The Su family is different. First, Su Xingchen broke out a scandal, and then Su Xiya, the proud daughter of heaven, cancelled the wedding with Helian city. Although it is not as sad as becoming an abandoned woman, the inside story is enough for the media to guess for a long time. The reputation of the Su family has fallen to the bottom.

In the face of the swarming media, sukhiya is indifferent and elegant, giving full play to her goddess temperament. Although everyone is still guessing, she has a much friendlier attitude towards her.

She avoided the media and stepped into the hospital, which is Su Xingchen's hospital.

Su Xingchen was spilled with strong acid, and 20% of his face was severely burned, which belongs to third degree burn. After being detained, he applied for medical parole through relationship, and now he is still living in the hospital.

When Su Xiya went to visit her, Qi Zhensheng was standing by her hospital bed. He looked much older and his hair on his temples was gray.

As for Su Xingchen, her whole head was wrapped in gauze, with only two eyes exposed. Due to respiratory tract burns, she can't speak now. When she saw Su Xiya appear at the door of the ward, her eyes stared like a copper bell and her eyes were like a sharp blade. She stared at Su Xiya fiercely, purring in her throat, and raised her hands excitedly, Seems to want to pinch her neck.

Qi Zhensheng quickly grabbed her arm, "star, don't get excited, be careful to involve the wound!"

Sukhiya quickly brushed a sneer in her eyes, with a gentle smile on her face, "uncle, let me see the stars. How is she now?"

Qi Zhensheng sighed, "the situation is not very good. The skin is burning deeply. According to the doctor, now we can only take conservative treatment. Only when her wound scabs can we carry out skin grafting."

Suxiya turned her eyes back to Su Xingchen and said softly, "Xingchen, you should listen to the doctor and recover well. You will get better."

Qi Zhensheng said with guilt, "Xiya, Xingchen has treated you so badly. You don't mind coming to see her. I apologize for Xingchen."

Suxiya smiled, "uncle, if you say so, I'll see the outside. We are all a family. No matter what the stars do, she is my cousin."

Su Xingchen's eyes grew bigger and bigger. She wanted to dig out several holes in her body with her eyes, and the grunt from her throat became louder.

Suxiya took her hand in the air and said gently, "star, I know what you want to say. Don't worry, I've forgiven you. Don't think about it. Get well and get better as soon as possible!"

Su Xingchen shook his head wrapped in gauze, ignoring the piercing pain on his face.

"Star, don't be so excited. I'll come to see you in the future." Suxiya patted the back of her hand thoughtfully, got up and said to Qi Zhensheng, "uncle, I'll go first, so I won't disturb the stars to rest."

"Xiya, thank you for visiting the stars. Be careful on your way." Qi Zhensheng took her to the door.

"Well, I see, uncle, go back and take care of the stars."

Out of the hospital, suxiya's lips hooked up. The city became suspicious of her and cancelled the wedding regardless of her face. Now she doesn't take the initiative to contact her. She is very depressed. Now she has visited Su Xingchen. She feels much more comfortable.

Suxiya didn't return to the company. Now the city ignored her. It's better to start with the old lady first. She drove to the old house and chatted with the old lady for a while to make sure that the city didn't tell the old lady what Xiaoyi said, so she was much more stable.

Next, she wants to explore the reality of Xiaoyi to see how sick he is and whether he will tell his own things.

After greeting the old lady, she came to the door of helianyi's room under the guidance of her servant.

The servant told him, "Miss Su, young master hates being touched. You must not touch him."

Suxiya nodded, "I see. Go down first."

Watching the servant leave, suzia locked the door and went in.

He Lianyi sat in the empty studio, his small body standing in front of the easel, painting on the canvas with a watercolor pen in his hand.

"Winglets?" Suziah approached him and tentatively called his name.

He turned a deaf ear and didn't respond. He continued his actions in his hands. His black eyes stared at the canvas quietly, completely immersed in his own world.

Sukhiya came to him and was surprised to see what he had drawn.

On such a large canvas, there are only two colors, black and red. There is no light in the dark sky. The ground is covered with bright red colors. A lonely little figure stands between black and red. The whole picture is shrouded in a strange and frightening atmosphere.

Sukhiya stretched out her hand and pointed to the small figure in the picture, "winglet, is this you?"

Xiaoyi still said nothing, chose a white watercolor pen and painted it on the outline of the villain. Soon, the white figure became prominent at the junction of black and red. However, with the overall color matching, it became more and more strange.

"Winglets?" Sukhya tentatively held out her hand.

He didn't move and looked at the canvas carefully.

Her slender white fingers fell slowly on his thin shoulder.

"Ah - ah -" the little wing howled like crazy. He kicked her wildly and scratched her arm with his fingernails.

"Ah -" this scream was sent by suxiya. Three red blood marks were scratched on her arm. She quickly withdrew her hand and retreated away from him.

"What's the matter? What's up? Miss Su, open the door! " Hearing the scream, the whole villa was shocked, and the first servant kept knocking on the door of the room.

"It's all right. Wait a minute. I'll open the door right away." Sukhya glanced at the shrieking Helian wing, straightened her hair, quickly stepped forward and opened the door.

"Young master -" the servant wanted to come forward and was afraid to disturb he Lianyi. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

At this time, the old lady rushed over on crutches and trembled to Xiaoyi's side. She didn't dare to stretch out her hand to hold him. She just comforted in a soft voice, "wing baby, don't be afraid, grandma Zeng is here..."

The servant quickly brought a chair and put it next to the old lady. The old lady sat down, stared at the shrieking Helian wing holding her head, and coaxed him softly over and over again.

I don't know how long it took. Xiaoyi finally calmed down. He picked up the brush again and daubed it on the canvas, as if nothing had happened.

The old lady endured severe heartache and smiled and praised him, "wing baby is really powerful. The painting is very beautiful!"

The tiny body of the winglet stands like a sculpture without any reaction.

"Let's go. Don't disturb wing baby." The old lady sighed in her heart and stood up with the help of her servant.

Out of Xiaoyi's room, suxiya followed the old lady to the living room. The old lady asked someone to do a simple treatment for her wound.

Suxiya looked guilty. "Grandma, it's all my fault. If I hadn't caught the wing that night, he wouldn't have rolled down the stairs. This happened."

The old lady sighed, "I can't blame you, Xiya. Why did Xiaoyi suddenly get sick just now?"

Suxiya was more and more sorry. "I wanted to communicate with Xiaoyi to see if I could arouse his attention. Unexpectedly, when I pointed to the painting and praised him, he suddenly screamed..."