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In Bei Yu's office, the two of them sat facing each other.

He was dressed in a white lab coat and his face was white with righteousness. She was wearing a gray coat and her spirits were low.

"You saw what happened just now. This is how he looks now, completely different from before." Bei Yu poured a cup of tea and offered it to her.

She took the tea and asked, "What is going on?"

Without any superfluous words, it was plain and simple. "He's crazy!"

What?

With a bang, the teacup fell to the ground. It shattered along with it, along with her heart!

What's going on?" What was going on? Why would a normal person go crazy? How can it be crazy! Ahh...

Bei Yu ignored her pain, ignored the tears on her face, and only slowly said, "His mother had a history of mental illness, and the history of mental illness was inherited to a certain degree, even if it was acquired. It's just that I, like all of you, haven't put this possibility in his head yet, but the truth is, he's mentally disturbed right now, and from a medical point of view, he's suffering from neurosis. "

"Neurosis?" Lan Xinyue sat there in a daze as if she had not buried her corpse. Her mind was completely blank. Just what had she done? What kind of evil had they done …

Bei Yu slowly nodded his head, his expression as calm as before. "Yes, neurosis. This is a conclusion made after many experts' consultation, and not my own words." To put it simply, patients with this disease can feel that something is out of control, but in their hearts they also believe that this uncontrollable thing must and should be controlled, so their mood will continue to be anxious, tense, fearful, and so on. Just like what you saw in the ward just now, he clearly knows that he can't always hold the baby, but the more he knows that he can't, the more he can't let go of his worries. "

"How can this be? How could this be? " It was difficult for Lan Xinyue to recover from her shock, and even more difficult to accept, as she repeated those words repeatedly.

"Even if you find it hard to accept, he would also find it hard to accept such a huge thing that happened. He loves you so much that he always wanted to give you happiness and happiness. He never thought that your misfortune and hardships would be inextricably linked to him.

After being shot, he actually knew very well that you would leave, so as his injuries gradually healed, his mood also became more and more impatient day by day. He kept falling things, which was one of his symptoms.

As I said, neither of us had connected the history of mental illness with him, but now that I think about it, he was in a state of fear and trying to get you to stay, but his persuasion was so weak and pale.

On the night you left, his nerves had reached an unprecedented level of tension. Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept asking you to have another child for him, so that when he rolled down the stairs, his nerves would have collapsed along with him.

After the first aid, he did not show any symptoms. He just quietly lied there with his eyes wide open, making us all think that he was sad about your departure. We didn't treat him again until he wet his pants, when he went to the bathroom to soak in the soapy water and said he was thirsty.

These two days, he was like a soulless zombie. He couldn't see or hear anyone. He was just doing his own thing and falling down something on his own. It wasn't until Miao Qin appeared before him with the baby in her arms that he could see anything. Only then did his emotions slowly settle down.

But he was in a stable mood, always holding the baby, and no one gave it to him. As we got a little closer, he seemed to be very impatient. We had to wait for him to fall asleep before we had a chance to quietly take the baby away and clean him up.

The baby was born prematurely, so it was too weak to withstand the wind and rain. The mentally ill didn't have the ability to take care of themselves, nor did they have the ability to take care of others. Therefore, it was very unsafe for the baby to be in his hands.

"Miss Lan, this disease depends on medicine and psychotherapy. I hope you can see the child and stay with him. After all, the child is the flesh that fell from your body."

Bei Yu slowly finished his sentence. His voice didn't fluctuate at all, and his tone didn't have any warmth. It was as if he was used to seeing such a thing.

However, Lan Xinyue was unable to recover for a long time. Her mind had stopped at a distant time and space, and she couldn't return. Her seniors, naughty, wise, considerate, infatuated, and any malice or habit that a man had, he didn't have at all.

Yet, he had gone mad. He was no longer the young genius who could call the wind and rain, who could command the world in the business world. She had driven him crazy …

All the way, all the way cry, all the way down to the tears of regret, there was no end!

The three of them were the only ones left in the ward, and she was standing right in front of him, but he didn't even look at her. Every time he walked in front of her, he would quickly turn around and concentrate on coaxing the sleeping baby in his arms.

Her appearance, her existence, was no longer important to him. He did not care about her feelings, whether it was happiness or sadness!

"Senior, senior …" she cried, watching him move back and forth.

He was indifferent, and blocked off the entire world!

She covered her mouth and sobbed, the sound spilling out from between her fingers. Unfair, the Heavens were too unfair. She clearly didn't do anything wrong, but she was the one suffering every time …

"Why? Why is it always me? Why am I stillborn? Why can't I recognize my mother? Why do I have to live alone? Why do you all want to make things difficult for me? What did I do wrong?

Was it wrong to be born into this world, or was it wrong to love the schoolmaster? Senior, I no longer have a way out. This is my only way out, why are you still so unyielding?

How do you expect me to face my mother in the future? How do you expect me to deal with Little Jie? What do you want me to do? What do you want me to do? If you can go crazy and leave all the pain to me, then can I also die and end all the pain here without having to pay anyone? "Isn't it, isn't it …"

Lan Xinyue cried until she was out of breath. Her world was in complete chaos, so much so that she didn't even know how to face it. Perhaps dying was a pretty good choice …

However, Leng Mubai was still unmoved. He went back and forth without a care for her life or death!

"Senior, wake up, wake up …"

"Wow …"

Lan Xinyue's collapsing roar didn't wake Leng Mubai, but it did wake the little baby from her dreams and made her cry out loud.

Leng Mubai was scared and hurriedly tried to coax her, but how could he stop her? The little baby used all of its strength to hold back his tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry. You're hungry. Daddy will let you drink from Grandma. Grandma will drink from, drink from Grandma. Don't cry, don't cry, okay …" Leng Mubai panicked and ran over to the chuang to find the bottle. The chuang didn't even have a bottle, so he picked up the cup and shook it. It was empty, and then he restlessly fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Lan Xinyue did not dare to complain, nor did she dare to cry. Wiping away her tears, she walked in front of him and carefully stretched out her hand, begging, "Senior, go ask the nurse for some milk powder. I'll carry my daughter, okay?"

When Leng Mubai heard this, he immediately became angry. He angrily shouted back, "Stealing and snatching, you all only know how to steal! I've already said this many times, she wants mine, she wants mine, she only wants me, as long as I …"

When she was with him, not to mention hitting her, even the number of times she spoke loudly had never happened before. All of Lan Xinyue was caught off guard, and she was immediately pushed back a few steps, falling onto the tea table, losing her balance and falling backwards. The back of her head heavily knocked against the foot of the sofa, causing her head to go blank from the pain.

They were all outside looking through the glass, and Little Jie felt his heart ache upon seeing this. He took a step forward and was about to charge in, but was caught by Bei Yu.

Once she took care of it, she wouldn't be able to leave so easily. This was Bei Yu's plan!

Then, either because she was in pain from the fall or because her daughter was crying, Lan Xinyue crawled up from the ground. Without a word, she rushed to the back of Leng Mubai and struck out with her palm.

She had interfered, she had dealt with it. She could not allow her daughter to suffer alongside him!

Lan Xinyue supported him with one hand and supported her daughter with the other. It was only when he was completely on the ground that she was able to pull her out of his arms.

A three-month-old villain, this one was no better than a newborn baby. She cried loudly, feeling especially helpless. Lan Xinyue couldn't coax her any further, so she had no choice but to carry her out and hand her over to Miao Qin and Dr. Jing. Bei Yu and Bao Xiao came in together and carried Leng Mubai onto the chuang.

"Tie him up with a rope. When can you calm down and put him down again?" Just like Bei Yu said, his daughter was a premature baby and could not withstand the slightest bit of wind and rain. Since he was taking his daughter like this, his daughter clearly suffered greatly, so she tied him up and did not let him have the chance to harm anyone.

After tying him up and tying her up, she couldn't leave. She stood in front of him, quietly watching him. When the sky brightened, he slowly woke up from his coma.

The first instant he opened his eyes, his gaze met hers. However, in that instant, his gaze turned hollow, passing through her body, gazing at an unknown direction.

Lan Xinyue did not allow him to do this. She moved closer to him, forcing him to look at her, "Senior, look at me. I am Xin Yue, Lan Xin Yue. Think about it, Lan Xinyue. "

She read out her name one by one in an attempt to recall his messy memories, but he did not respond. His gaze penetrated her and he lost track of time and space.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and began to struggle on the chuang. He was like a fish out of water as he yelled, "Give her back to me, give her back to me, give her back to me, give me back …"

Afraid that he might have suffered from the wound, Lan Xinyue quickly pressed down on his shoulder, while Bao Xiao pressed down on his legs. However, there was no way to stop it.

Bei Yu saw that something was wrong, so he could only inject him with a tranquilizer. Under the effect of the medicine, he slowly calmed down, closed his eyes again, and fell into a deep sleep.

After three more days passed, Lan Xinyue felt that she couldn't continue on like this. Not to mention that he couldn't eat, her body couldn't even eat, and she was about to die of exhaustion.

She ran over to ask Bei Yu if there was a better way, but Bei Yu said, "Drugs are medicine after all. If you use them too much, there will be side effects. If you can help yourself, consider sending him to a mental hospital for a period of recuperation, where there are more professional doctors and nurses... "

"No, no, no …" Her seniors, such an outstanding person, how could she enter the insane asylum? No, no, no, as long as she was still alive, she wouldn't let him enter that kind of place to live an inhuman life.

There should be a way. She would definitely come up with a better way!

Standing by the window, she quietly thought for an entire night, until the sun rose. Only then did she ruthlessly make a decision: "Xiao Yi, go and get me a baby chuang, and then carry her daughter to where he can see her."

She was no longer his favorite, and her presence no longer mattered to him, so she could only use her daughter to move her from the senior nursery to be with him.

He hoped that once he saw his daughter, he would be able to calm down. He hoped that his daughter wouldn't blame him and wouldn't be scared by him.

Very quickly, the baby chuang moved over. The sleeping baby was lying inside, its pink cheeks were flushed, its small mouth was slightly pursed, and from time to time it would pout its lips, looking very cute, as if it wanted to suck the milk.

Rarely, Lan Xinyue revealed a smile, leaned over the baby, and gently held her small hand, which was warm and soft: "It's been more than three months, and I still don't have a name, what is your name? Let daddy give you a name later, okay? "

Just as he said that, another frantic voice came from behind him, along with the sounds of powerful struggles. Lan Xinyue's brows tightened, and she released her daughter's hand, turning around to look at him …