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Chapter 537 Han Xiaoye is sick
Han Xiaoye stared at the water glass in front of him, suddenly stretched out his hand, and swung it over!
Snapped!
The glass is falling apart!
Part of the water splashed on Fu Zhiyan's trouser legs.

Han Xiaoye's eyes were red, and he said viciously, "I won't drink! Do you know now?!"

"..." Fu Zhiyan's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, without the slightest arc of a smile.His temples twitched wildly, his eagle eyes looked directly at the little woman's crimson eyes, and he was defeated for a while.He knelt down silently, cleaned up the glass shards on the ground, and said with restraint, "have a good rest."

Then he opened the door and went out.

As soon as the door was closed, Han Xiaoye immediately threw himself on the quilt, suppressing his tears.

She actually didn't know why she was crying, she just wanted to cry.

She thinks she is sick!

Really!

sick!
I was so irritable all day long that I wanted to lose my temper with him and quarrel with him.No matter what he does, he looks like a mad dog, wanting to bite.Just like before, she knew in her heart that she was messing around, but for some reason, she just couldn't control herself.

The moment the water glass fell to the ground, her heart actually constricted.

Can……

The mouth couldn't help but growl at him.

Fu Zhiyan must not be able to stand her anymore... What should I do?
Han Xiaoye pressed his head on the pillow, his tears kept falling like broken beads.She was crying in the dark, and the man smoking outside the ward was also uncomfortable.

After Mo Xiaxia took care of Feng Yaqin, she came to see Han Xiaoye as usual. As soon as she walked to the corridor, she saw a man leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette.There were cigarette butts all over the floor, which showed that he had smoked more than one.

She frowned, and walked over, "Zhiyan, what happened? Did you quarrel with Ono?"

"No."

Fu Zhiyan snuffed out the cigarette butt, stood up straight, glanced at Mo Xiaxia, and asked her to come with him.Mo Xiaxia guessed that he had something to say, and followed behind him.All the way to the back garden of the hospital, the man in front stopped.Mo Xiaxia stopped, found a chair, and sat down.

"what happened?"

Fu Zhiyan couldn't help but took out a cigarette again, touched Mo Xiaxia, frowned and folded the cigarette in half, and described what happened just now to Mo Xiaxia in detail, especially the various details of Han Xiaoye .In the end, he suppressed his thin lips and stared at Mo Xiaxia's eyes, "Do you think she has an anxiety disorder?"

Mo Xiaxia is an expert in criminal psychology, and criminal psychology is also a kind of psychology, so Mo Xiaxia's attainments in psychology are not generally high, even better than ordinary psychologists.She pondered for a moment, then raised her head with a serious expression, "Zhiyan, I don't think Ono may not be suffering from anxiety, but maybe it's more serious—depression."

"Psychologically, the clinical manifestation of anxiety disorder is that patients often have excessive worry, nervousness and fear that do not match the real situation without obvious incentives. This kind of nervousness often has no clear object and content. Patients feel that they are always in In an inner experience of nervousness, anxiety, fear, fear, and worry. Ono is not. According to what you told me, I think Ono's reaction is more like depression, depression and irritability, which are manifestations of depression."

"She should have realized it herself, so she deliberately concealed her abnormality when facing us. Only when facing you, she showed her true emotional state. That's because she subconsciously regarded you as the most The most important, the person you trust the most. That's why she will show her true side to you."

When Fu Zhiyan heard about depression, his heart twitched suddenly. He rubbed his temples, trying to calm himself down.

After a deep talk with Mo Xiaxia.

He walked back to the VIP ward with heavy steps.

The ward was quiet, the curtains fluttered quietly in the wind, but the person who should be resting on the bed was gone!
Fu Zhiyan's expression suddenly changed!

"Han Xiaoye."

There was no response in the huge ward.

He opened the bathroom door, wardrobe, living room...

no one!

no one!

Still no one!
Fu Zhiyan had never been so out of control before, his neck seemed to be strangled, and it was difficult to even breathe.

Almost without thinking, he rushed out, quickly found the security room, and kicked open the door——

"Who are you?"

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

"Hey! Family members are not allowed to come in here, go out!"

Fu Zhiyan lifted the security guard in front of him, grabbed the man in front of the monitor, and said, "Check! Help me find out where the person in VIP Ward No. 3 is now!"

He has a strong aura!

The ruthless aura seemed to kill someone!
A dozen security guards were frightened by him, especially the man whose collar he grabbed, they couldn't help calling out the surveillance video to check.

The surveillance of the military hospital spread all over every corner of the hospital, and soon, Fu Zhiyan spotted Han Xiaoye.She came out not long after he and Mo Xiaxia left, walked all the way through the corridor, and took the stairs on the left...

"Where is this going?" Fu Zhiyan paused the video and pointed to the stairs.

The security thought for a while, then gave a hammer, "Ah, go to the top floor!"

The elevator can't go to the top floor, only the stairs can.What is the little hooligan doing on the top floor of the hospital?
Fu Zhiyan suddenly remembered the biggest feature of depression that Mo Xiaxia said, his whole face became extremely ugly, he threw away the mouse, and ran to the top floor——

The top floor of the hospital is on the 8th floor, and the VIP ward area is on the 3rd floor. Fu Zhiyan has never been so embarrassed, with disheveled hair and messy clothes. To the little woman standing on the edge of the balcony.

It's a hooligan!

His phoenix eyes instantly shrank into needlepoint wheat light!
Almost running, he pulled the man into his arms from behind and hugged him fiercely.The moment he hugged him, his heart that was about to suffocate finally calmed down, and at the same time, a monstrous anger surged up.

"...Little uncle?" Han Xiaoye was just here to blow some wind, but he was suddenly pulled into his arms, and he didn't realize what was going on.

Fu Zhiyan had already pulled her away, and condescendingly scolded, "Are you going to risk your life?! Okay! I'll play with you! Next time you want to play like this, you should play this first!"

A Berg dropped at her feet.

Han Xiaoye was dumbfounded in shock.

Staring blankly at the distraught man with bright eyes, she turned her head and suddenly understood what was going on, her eyes turned red, and tears rolled in her eyes again.But she stubbornly did not cry.

"I asked you to agree to the operation. Even if I need to bear the consequences, I should bear the consequences. It is my decision, and it is also my mother. What are you doing to yourself? It is also my fault that I have been wrong from the beginning to the end." It has nothing to do with you!"

(End of this chapter)