Chapter 439

Dr. Jennifer gingerly handed over a tablet.

"Young master, you can have a look at the situation of the young lady during the inspection."

Jin liefeng stares at the tablet she handed over, and a video picture is on it.

It was recorded at that time.

The woman in the picture is pale and thin, but she has been put on binding clothes, her arms are tied to her chest, and the whole person is firmly fixed on the hospital bed with adjustable angle.

She had come to her senses, and there was no madness and despair in her face when she faced him.

Ruan Xiaomo just looked at the front with both eyes, as if he was just awake.

The reason why she didn't close her eyes was that she was awake now.

Her eyes didn't focus, she wasn't looking anywhere, she just opened her eyes.

As if she were just a living dead person.

A group of white coats were also in the room.

The leader of them in public is the one who reports to him.

She first asked Ruan Xiaomo a lot of routine questions, but without exception, she didn't get Ruan Xiaomo's response.

Ruan Xiaomo, as if she had not heard her words or seen her at all, was so quietly confined to the hospital bed, motionless, like a walking corpse.

No matter what the doctors around her said to her, no matter what they showed her, or put all kinds of test patches on her forehead and wrist, she didn't respond at all.

It's like her soul has disappeared. What remains here is just a body.

This state continued until Jennifer began to show her slides.

The slides are based on information that may touch the patient's daily life.

There are many Daily Markets in S City, including the appearance of Ruan's mansion where Ruan Xiaomo once lived, the people she knew, her classmates, friends, etc.

Until the slide to a person, Ruan Xiaomo's eyes suddenly blinked.

Then, she changed her previous quiet and clever, and suddenly struggled desperately.

Her hair, which had been neatly combed, was once again thrown disorderly by her. Although her limbs were firmly fixed by the binding clothes, the whole bed board was almost shaken by her struggle.

The brain waves from the patch on her body send out a sharp alarm sound on the detection instrument, reporting that her emotional fluctuation value has reached the peak.

From her neck tied with a small side effect of diazepam drugs needles, almost to be thrown away by her.

Blood flowed back from the tip of the needle, and the tottering needle dangerously moved under her skin.

Shocked, the doctors quickly closed the slide, stepped forward and pressed her, and sped up the flow of the bottle of the tranquilizer.

Ruan Xiaomo is still roaring and struggling crazily, with endless pain and hatred in her eyes.

Even across the screen of the tablet, Jin liefeng can almost feel the strong hatred from her.

He fixed his eyes on the crazy woman on the screen.

She closed her eyes again because of the medicine.

In the slide just now, it's his personal photo.

All the photos had no effect on her, only his, which aroused her strong reaction.

However, in her reaction, only the deep and strong hatred from instinct was left.

Jin liefeng's slender fingers, with distinct phalanges, slowly brushed the sleeping woman on the screen.

Her face, eyes, still with tears.

Her lips were dry and bleeding, and she had bitten several wounds in her own madness.

His fingers follow her messy hair, slide to her pale cheek, and finally rest on her binding clothes.

"Who asked you to dress her?"

Jin liefeng's voice sounded low and sinister, without a trace of temperature.

Restraint clothing.

It's a lunatic thing.

She's not crazy yet. What's she wearing?

This rubbish!

Check the patient that treats badly, infer directly already mad?!

Even if she is really crazy, they have cured him!!!

Jennifer was shocked by his questioning tone, and quickly explained: "no, young master, young lady's mental condition is not suitable for action. Like ordinary people, if we don't give her constraint clothes, we are worried that she will do something bad."

For example, last time, he even attacked the young master.

"I said, don't dress her!" Jin liefeng's tone had no room for maneuver.

Jennifer had no choice but to promise cautiously: "OK, young master, I'll go back and ask them to change the binding clothes on the young lady right away."I just hope the young lady won't be stimulated any more.

"What about the treatment?" The man's deep purple eyes cast a glance at the past, full of pressure, "when can let her recover as before?"

"This..." There was a look of embarrassment on Jennifer's face.

She said before, young lady, she is crazy.

The psychological knot comes from the young lady's belief that the young master killed Mo Xiuze.

If Mo Xiuze is seriously injured or something else, and his life is still there, they may also use some means to assist in the treatment.

But now it's obvious that when people die, everything can't go back.

Mo Xiuze can't be reborn, and the young lady will never be able to open this knot.

"Don't tell me you can't do anything." Jin liefeng slowly threw the tablet back on the table and looked up at her. "I don't want to make sure I really raise a bunch of trash, Jennifer."

Although it's just a cold sentence, it puts a lot of pressure on Jennifer.

To her, if she can't do it, she knows what it means and what the consequences will be.

She took a deep breath, her forehead covered with sweat, but she could only endure it: "young master, I'll go back and discuss with the team, and I'll give you an explanation!"

Jin liefeng's eyes were cold, but he nodded slightly.

Jennifer hurried out of the study.

Jin liefeng's eyes fell back on the unfinished documents.

Ruan Xiaomo's pale and spiritless face and crazy look appeared alternately in his mind.

"Jin liefeng, I hate you!"

"Why didn't you die!"

The woman's heartbreaking cry that day rang out again and again in his ear.

Ruan Xiaomo wanted him to die.

I wish he had died on the cruise.

Jin liefeng suddenly dropped his pen and grasped the cloth on his chest.

Chest, as if there is a huge heavy hammer, heavily hit in the above.

The feeling of stagnation and pain coexists, but the pain of tearing open the chest is extremely clear.

He frowned tightly, his tall body bent down and fell on the table.