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Chapter 672 She Only Relies on You

"If you have something to say, just say it, Doctor Quan, and you don't need to go around the corner anymore."

As if the last bit of patience had been exhausted, Han Yu stood in front of the glass window and looked back at Quan Yuner who was sitting with Yin Zhi. Under the bright lights of the office, his handsome face looked a little different cold.

Seeing Han Yu showing his impolite side again and again, but the two women sitting there elegantly and dignifiedly couldn't laugh, but they both looked at him with complicated eyes.

Then, Quan Yuner put down the small remote control in her hand, shook her head and stood up, walked to Han Yu's side, glanced down, and said softly: "According to my judgment... Miss Zheng Most likely PTSD."

"PTSD?"

Yin Zhihuai folded his arms, and also slowly walked towards the window sill. There was no special emotion on his pretty face, but he looked at Quan Yun'er curiously.

"Actually, you can ask Mr. Han about this matter, Manager Yin, he should be quite clear."

Hearing this, Han Yu took a deep breath, pursed his lips and said, "PTSD is 'post-traumatic stress disorder', which refers to..."

"Boss, I know what 'PTSD' is. I still have some medical knowledge. Even before sending you and Ms. Jessica here, I was roughly sure that Ms. Jessica is suffering from 'PTSD'."

Immediately, Yin Zhi turned his head to look at Quan Yun'er who was at the side, narrowing his clear eyes slightly, and said lightly, "What I want to ask Dr. Quan about is that Jessica What exactly is Miss's psychological barrier?"

"Broker Yin, haven't you already seen it with your own eyes?"

Facing the aura of the female manager's question, Quan Yun'er smiled very comfortably, tilted her head towards the direction outside the glass window, and said in a pointed tone.

After hearing Quan Yuner's words, Han Yu and Yin Zhi seemed to understand something, and the expressions on their faces became uneasy.

"Patients with PTSD, although the actual etiology of the disease is different, and the symptoms they show are not the same, but in most cases, PTSD patients will have three very common manifestations."

Quan Yuner raised three fingers to Han Yu and Yin Zhi in turn, "Flashback symptoms are constantly thinking about or repeating trauma-related situations and content in dreams; hypervigilance and anxiety; trying to avoid things related to trauma and memory, autistic and depressive tendencies."

"Of course, these three manifestations are only in general cases. There are also some special patients who suffer from PTSD, but there are no these three cases..."

As she said that, Quan Yuner seemed to glance at someone from the corner of her eye.

Sensing Quan Yun'er's seemingly profound eyes, Han Yu's stern expression did not change, he just frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "Doctor Quan, you mean that Mao Mao's condition is special. The kind of situation? She doesn't seem to have any of the situations you just mentioned. "

"No, quite the opposite."

Quan Yuner shook her head, and gave a surprising answer: "I think the three manifestations I mentioned are very obvious in Ms. Zheng, and it is for this reason that I didn't spend too much time basically It is confirmed that Ms. Zheng is suffering from PTSD."

"But..." Han Yu was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Zheng Xiuyan who was on the first floor below again, "Maomao, isn't she..."

"Actually, Mr. Han, you are only blinded by some illusions. You didn't see the key details, so you couldn't find those strange things about Miss Zheng."

The young female doctor narrowed her eyes slightly, and said slowly: "From the first time you two brought Miss Zheng into this consultation room, I have been observing Miss Zheng's every move. One thing I found out is that Ms. Zheng seems to be very talkative? Almost when we were talking, she didn't make a sound. So I was wondering if she was born with this personality, or...in fact, she didn't want to talk at all You know, there is still a difference between the two, taciturnity is actually a manifestation of autism and depression."

Quan Yuner's words made the other two people in the office fall silent, they looked at each other, and a dignified atmosphere seemed to start to pervade between the three of them.

"But this is just a trivial matter. If you just have some autistic symptoms, it will be easy to deal with. As long as you rest patiently for a period of time, you will recover naturally. I am more concerned about Miss Zheng's other performances."

Quan Yun'er then shook her head again, sighed inexplicably, and hugged the two people beside her with her hands together, looking at the petite figure sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, her slightly narrow eyes were full of solemnity. look.

"Since we met, Ms. Zheng has always stood beside you, Mr. Han, and kept a safe distance from me and Manager Yin. From a psychological point of view, this is actually a sign of insecurity. "

"Or I should put it another way. I should say that Ms. Zheng is vigilant to everything and everyone around her except Mr. Han and you. Although there is nothing unusual on the surface, the tension and anxiety in her heart make her She wants to find someone she can rely on—that is, you, Mr. Han."

"And this can also be seen from Miss Zheng's performance since we came here just now."

"I don't know if the two of you have noticed? Although Ms. Zheng didn't show any special emotions towards the four bodyguards, she has kept her range of activities around the sofa from just now until now, refusing to Go take a step closer to those four bodyguards."

"Playing with mobile phones is a good way to relieve emotions in most cases. But obviously, this method doesn't work for Ms. Zheng."

"During our observation, I found that her eyes would look towards us every two minutes, but most of them were hidden, so maybe you, Mr. Han, didn't pay attention."

"And later, after putting down the phone, Ms. Zheng appeared in the state we are seeing now."

"Try to lean yourself in the corner, try to curl yourself up, and hug your legs. These body language are actually telling us that this girl is in a state of insecurity."

"As for the first flashback symptom I just mentioned."

Quan Yuner turned her head to look at Han Yu and the two beside her, and said seriously: "Actually, I just asked Ms. Zheng about this in the conference room, and her answer was that she remembered what happened in the past few days , it seems that the flashback symptoms I mentioned didn't appear in her. But—"

Quan Yun'er's voice paused, a little thought and distress appeared on her beautiful face, she frowned slightly and said: "According to my observation, when Ms. Zheng answered me that she remembered those things, I looked at her on her face. I didn’t see any fear, fear, tension, or even pain on the website. She spoke very lightly. Such an attitude makes me really not sure whether she remembers what happened when she was kidnapped. And, according to Han According to the information provided by you, sir, Miss Zheng was awakened by nightmares on the first night after she was rescued?"

Hearing what Quan Yuner said, Han Yu's eyes froze, and he turned to look at Yin Zhi who was standing beside him.

Facing his gaze, the female agent was silent for a moment, then nodded simply, and said with a serious expression on her face: "That's right, on the night when Miss Zheng's family was rescued, according to the person in charge of the guard at the time, Ms. Zheng has been sleeping restlessly, as if she was having a nightmare. Her complexion is ugly, pale and frighteningly pale. No one will help. In the end, you have to be accompanied by the bedside, Boss. Miss Zheng seems to be falling asleep. That's it. Our people found that Ms. Zheng might be abnormal, but when we wanted to arrange treatment the next day, Boss, you had already taken Ms. Zheng to nowhere."

"..."

"In other words, her symptoms were already evident at that time, and 'I'... I don't know why, and took her away for a few days before reappearing?"

Hearing this, Han Yu took a deep breath, raised his hand and rubbed his sore brows.

"...Maybe you have some special reason? As far as I know you in the past, you don't do unnecessary things."

Seeing the self-blame and depression that he had never seen before on that handsome face, Yin Zhi pursed his red lips imperceptibly, raised his hand and patted that broad shoulder lightly.

When hearing the conversation between Han Yu and Han Yu, Quan Yuner, who was standing aside, frowned a little blankly, then seemed to realize something, blinked, looked at Han Yu, and suddenly turned her mouth The topic said: "Speaking of...Mr. Han, you came to see me today. What happened to your illness?"

(End of this chapter)