Paranoid and sick, he said I was mentally ill

Chapter 26

"Violence...how violent is it?"

It's a slight hit.

Or the kind of beating to death?
On this point, not only Shen Mingqi was confused, but also Shen Yi.

"That's not known. In the end, it depends on the patient's condition." Zhao Zhilin glanced at the husband and wife sitting across from his desk.

"Thank you, Dr. Zhao, let's go back first." After accepting everything, Shen Mingqi left Zhao Zhilin's office with a worried Shen Yi on his face, and walked out. Shen Mingqi called to sit outside the door Shen Shujun on the cool chair: "Ah Jun, you're home."

After hearing the sound, Shen Shujun got up, turned around and left without leaving a single glance.

Or maybe the attention was on Shen Mingqi and Shen Yi.

Looking at the son who was gradually going away, Shen Yi combined what Zhao Zhilin said just now to see the child's behavior, she was full of worry: "This child is really only good to Yan Yan." Yan Yan When Yan was around, he looked at them with a pleasant face, and when she wasn't around, he didn't even pretend to be.

"Don't think so much, it will be fine." Seeing his wife's worried expression, Shen Ming felt uncomfortable.

Thinking of him, Shen Mingqi and his wife Shen Yi, they can be regarded as famous and respectable figures in Haishi. Although the child they gave birth to is extremely smart, but at the same time suffers from autism that children of the same age do not have. The sheer Shen Yi was hit hard, so she resigned from her job and taught her children carefully at home.

And it was supposed to be a stage of gradually rising in his career, but he resolutely stopped the rise.

Most of the work in my hands can be reduced, leaving only the less important ones.

After coming out of the hospital, Shen Ming sent Shen Shujun back to Yan's house, and then took Shen Yi back home. During the whole way back, Shen Shujun's facial features showed calmness, until he saw the familiar road when he entered the door. Only then did the back figure change the expression on his face to a completely upturned look.

"Are you back?" Hearing the sound of opening the door, changing shoes and then closing the door, Yan Yan, who was sitting on the sofa watching a movie, turned his head slightly to look at Shen Shujun, who had already changed his shoes and was gradually walking towards him.

Today's Shen Shu is wearing clothes that are similar in color and style to hers.

The top is a white loose sweater, and the lower body is a pair of light blue jeans. It has to be said that Shen Shujun, who is only in his early ten years, is not taller than her, but his handsome face is real!

Shen Shujun's support for a casual style of clothes added a lot of his own charm.

In the end, without any warning, Yan Yan directly expressed the deepest thoughts in her heart, and she praised: "This dress is not bad, it looks pretty."

"It's really pretty, sister Yan?"

Shen Shujun, who was praised, looked down at the clothes on his body, and couldn't help but secretly rejoiced: Today is really good, his sister Yan actually praised the clothes he was wearing for looking good!

His clothes are the opposite color to hers, but the style is the same.

If he was older, if he went out with sister Yan and her in such clothes, would he be regarded as the couple they talked about?
Yan Yan smiled and asked him, "What are you thinking about, you are so happy."

The smile under the corner of the boy's mouth could hardly be concealed. Is there anything happy about him?

Can you be so happy just thinking about it?
"It's nothing." The young Shen Shujun rolled his dark eyes slightly, and then changed the subject. "By the way, sister Yan, have you finished your homework last week?"

"It's finished, why do you want to check the answer with me?" Yan Yan almost froze after asking this sentence in his mouth.

She is not afraid of being laughed at when she says this.

Telling a young genius that you want to check the answer with her, this... Sigh!

Just when Yan Yan fell into self-blame and distress, Shen Shujun's immature voice slowly echoed in her ears.

"Yes." Compared to Yan Yan who was troubled why he said that just now, Shen Shujun admitted it generously and honestly. "I just asked Sister Yan to check the answer, and we don't copy each other." It's just a simple answer.

Alas, the more I live, the more I retreat.

Sometimes her brain can't control her mouth.

(End of this chapter)