The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 333 Can't Do Anything
I just pinched it so hard that the palms of my hands felt wet. It must have been bleeding.And his face turned greener, and he turned his wrist, making a gesture to break my arm.

During the stalemate, a voice suddenly came from not far away: "Mr. Fan!"

Fanyin was taken aback for a moment, then looked in the direction where the voice came from.

It's Dr. Li.

He was still wearing pajamas, standing at the top of the stairs, and now he had run over and ordered: "Raise your head!"

Fanyin frowned, and Dr. Li took out a strangely shaped watch from his pocket, held it up and repeated the command: "Raise your head!"

It may be because the watch looks special, Fan Yin looked at it, then seemed to be stunned, and did not move.

Dr. Li let him watch for a while, and then issued an instruction: "Let go."

Fanyin let go.

"Follow me." Dr. Li ordered again.

Fanyin followed him.

I breathed a sigh of relief and ran to read the room. Fortunately, she didn't wake up. I told the maid to lock the door. The maid said I was bleeding and gave me a handkerchief.

I pressed my head with a handkerchief, and I was worried about Fanyin, so I found him in the bedroom.He was lying on the sofa, and Dr. Li was standing beside him, holding the watch in his hand.

I hurried over and asked, "How is he?"

"He's fine. I added a psychological suggestion to him to let him sleep longer. But it doesn't affect No. 1's waking up." He asked, "How's your forehead? Do you need me to help you deal with it? "

"No need." I said, "I'll just ask other doctors to help me."

"Let me bandage it for you first." He said with concern, "Blood is already seeping out."

After all, the area of ​​the villa is too large, and it takes 5 minutes for the doctor to rush over.So I agreed to ask him to check it for me. After the check, he said: "I don't need stitches, I can bandage it for you directly, but after the bandage, I suggest you go to the hospital for an examination, after all, you kowtowed."

I nodded and said, "Thank you."

He smiled, then asked me to close my eyes, and said, "Pinch my leg if it hurts, don't grab my arm."

I wanted to laugh a little: "Will someone pinch your arm in pain?" Didn't that affect his bandaging?

"Yes." He was cleaning the wound with the slightest pain: "My girlfriend did this before. I helped her clean the wound, but she pinched my arm, affecting my work, and almost causing her a second injury." injury."

"I see." I said, "My tolerance for pain is quite strong."

"You are a relatively defensive person, and you don't like to depend on others, and you are very tolerant." He said: "Usually such a person did not get many opportunities to rely on their parents in childhood, and she will continue to look for opportunities when she grows up. make up."

"Is that good or bad?"

"Good and bad are relative," he said while busy, "but I have a suggestion for you."

"Please speak."

"Tolerating and giving in without a bottom line is also an extreme, and this extreme depression is yourself. You must have this experience, that is, you sometimes think about the hurt you have received because of him and feel angry, even when the hurt happened. You have chosen to forgive. But you chose to forgive without venting the pressure.” He said: “This is not good. It will cause psychological problems. Moreover, as long as your marriage comes to an end, even if your husband's disease is controlled or even cured, you will not look back."

He was quite right.

But it's not that I don't lose my temper on the spot, but that I don't have a chance.I've always been angry with Fanyin, even now.As long as something happens, it will explode.

I also don't have the kind of expectation of supporting him until I grow old. I feel like a cancer patient. I survive every day and I don't know when I will die.

So I don't want to talk about this topic too much, I can only say: "When his illness is cured, I may not be like this."

After a long time, he heard his voice: "I don't know if you understand that his illness cannot be cured."

"I know."

"Schizophrenia is known as mental cancer, and schizophrenia is more difficult to cure than schizophrenia. It can even be said that there is no possibility of cure, at least with the current medical capabilities, there is really no." His tone was very serious: "His The disease cannot be cured, but medication can control him and reduce his aggression. If he had started taking medication at the beginning, his condition would not have deteriorated to this point."

"His side effects are severe," I said. "IQ, judgment, and willpower."

"But he is also a husband and a father." He was a little anxious, and said, "He is constantly bringing danger to his wife and children, and will kill them at any time."

I said, "But he needs this career, and he can't give it to anyone else."

He laughed.

I asked: "What?"

"Then why didn't he take the initiative to leave you?" He said: "His illness is incurable, he is aggressive. He attacks you, attacks the children, why doesn't he take the initiative to leave you?"

"What do you want to say?"

"I would really recommend that you leave him," he said. "In the long run, the child will be irreversibly harmed. Your child is at a higher risk of becoming a psychopath than anyone else, and you should let them out of this unsettling environment." environment, enjoy a peaceful and happy childhood.”

I said, "Your suggestion is really good, but..."

"Madam, I know that my proposal makes you very embarrassed, but there is no better way for your husband's situation, and you must be prepared to stop the loss, because his disease is incurable." He said: "Just As the second personality has become dangerous and aggressive now, this is a serious deterioration. You should take the children and leave him."

"I want him to take medicine more than anyone else, but he doesn't want to. He has a lot of reasons for not taking it. In fact, I...I don't think there is no way at all. He is not willing to give up his current wealth and status. He is afraid of himself. Become incompetent, for him, he doesn't want to become my husband alone, only the father of the children." It is not too difficult to ensure safety, if you are really determined, you can hire an agent. If you are far away, don't worry, Fei Sir, can you?Safety issues are also easy, since he still has his mother after all.I always knew that what he said was just an excuse. In the final analysis, he didn’t want to. That’s why I didn’t want him to finish talking last night. I feel that we are all abandoning him, and I commit suicide again. I can’t let him really die... The child feels that he can’t abandon his father. After knowing his illness, he feels more and more that we should stay and help him. I don’t know what to do Well, taking her away won't hurt her psychologically? If we leave and her father suddenly commits suicide, then she will be shadowed all her life." Besides, my adoptive father still won't let me divorce.

He didn't say a word, and put the gauze on my forehead, while wiping the blood and tears on my face with a soft cloth.

I still don't want to open my eyes, because it feels good to close my eyes, and I seem to have no scruples when talking.

"Sometimes I feel that, no matter which personality it is, his feelings for me are always inferior to himself. Maybe he will consider the safety of the child a little bit, but he will not consider me. It is not the first time I have been treated like this by him. Treat it." I said: "Now I don't want to force him, it's fine if he doesn't want to take medicine, your suggestion is very good, but I can't do anything. You don't want to give him medicine anymore, after all, that is inappropriate of."

He didn't speak, and the movement of his hands stopped.

I waited for a while, thinking that it might be over, wiped away my tears and opened my eyes, and suddenly saw Dr. Li sitting stiffly, and Fanyin standing beside him.

It felt like being stripped naked and thrown into the street, which instantly made me extremely embarrassed.

The gun in Fanyin's hand was pointed at Dr. Li's temple, obviously because of this, he didn't remind me at all.

Fanyin put down the gun, looked at Dr. Li disdainfully, and ordered: "Get out."

Dr. Li stood up and said, "Sir, talking to the doctor can help her relieve her stress. She can say whatever she wants, please don't..."

"Get out." Fanyin pointed the gun at his face again: "Get lost."

I had no choice but to say to Dr. Li: "Go out first, thank you."

Of course, Dr. Li couldn't argue with a lunatic, let alone a lunatic with a gun.

After he went out, Fanyin put down the gun.

I reminded him: "Insurance."

He shot me a look and put the safety on the pistol.

I said: "When you are well, go and change quickly, and don't delay the funeral."

He didn't respond to my words, but asked with a cold face: "I think I was joking yesterday, how much?"

"what?"

"I don't know that I hate him?" He squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you sick? What did you say to him?"

I couldn't help but stare: "He is your doctor!"

"To cure my illness, I need to ask my wife to understand my relationship with my wife?" He showed a mocking face: "Do you have to say that about your husband in front of other men?"

"Isn't what I'm telling the truth? If you care about me, just take medicine!" I pointed to my head and said, "Look, I was beaten by you again today. Will you die if you take some medicine?"

He pursed his lips, as if he wanted to talk, but I didn't want to listen to him: "If you really don't like Dr. Li, then I can find another doctor for you. You don't need to be treated, it's up to you."

His demeanor softened a little: "I just don't like you getting too close to him, don't you know what you can't say to the opposite sex?"

"Then change it to something you like." I didn't want to explain a word, I think his mental illness is getting worse: "It's time for us to go to the funeral."

With a helpless expression on his face, he held my little arm again: "Tell me what happened just now? Was he beaten?"

I don't want to answer, what's the use of telling him?The only thing he can do is take medicine, but he doesn't take it.

(End of this chapter)