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Xu Di understood what Xiangyang said, sighed helplessly, patted Xiangyang on the shoulder and said:

"Don't worry. Time will heal all the scars. Over time, he will gradually forget it."

Xiangyang sighed heavily and lowered his eyes. He didn't know whether to answer Xu Di's words or comfort himself.

"Now I just hope time can really heal all wounds."

For fear that Ellens would be surprised, people in the hospital have always been on high alert. Even the cleaners who come to clean have to receive strict inspection before they can pass.

After such a week, not to mention that Ellens found such a big event, even the medical staff overturned the medicine bottle did not happen.

"Steamed stuffed bun, if you don't come here again, mother won't like you."

Steamed stuffed bun was very helpless. Looking at Xiang Qing not far away, he reminded me again and again: "it's my aunt!"

"It's mom!"

"Aunt!"

"Mom!"

"Aunt!" This time, the steamed stuffed bun didn't wait to talk to Qing, so he opened his mouth and said, "if you insist that you are my mother again, I'll never talk to you again."

Xiang Qing looked at the steamed stuffed bun wrongly and asked, "don't you want me?"

Maybe I really don't like Xiang Qing saying that she is her mother in front of Xiang Yang. This time, the steamed stuffed bun's attitude is also very firm.

"Yes, if you say you are my mother, I won't want you."

Xiang Qing skimmed his lips and looked like he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. "Well, aunt is just aunt. Will you come here?"

Steamed stuffed bun sighed helplessly, but he still walked past.

"Dangdang! You see, do you like it? Last time you said you liked flowers best, so I made you a wreath. Isn't it nice? "

Steamed stuffed bun is helpless, "aunt, I'm a boy, and the wreath is what girls like."

"What's the matter with boys? Boys can also bring wreaths. Do you think the little angel looks good when she wears it? Come on, put it on and show it to your aunt to see if our steamed stuffed buns are as lovely and beautiful as the little angel."

Steamed stuffed bun refused to look at Xiang Qing and said, "aunt, beauty is also used to describe girls. Boys should say handsome."

"You're just a child. It's OK to say you're beautiful."

Steamed stuffed bun's refusal on one face, but it can't compete with Xiang Qing. It can only look at Xiang Qing helplessly and quietly. It's different from what she argues.

"Come on, put it on and show it to your aunt. It must look good."

"I don't want it!" The steamed stuffed bun refused and ran out. In fact, he didn't completely dislike the wreath. He just refused if he was asked to wear it.

Listening to the sound of the two playing in the corridor, Xiang Yang looked at Jiang Yuanzhou with great helplessness and asked:

"Did you look like this when you found your sister?"

Jiang Yuanzhou nodded, "yes."

Xiangyang didn't speak. He pursed his lips. It seemed that he was thinking about what to do.

"I don't think I can let my sister go on like this. Otherwise, let's help my sister find a psychologist. Maybe he can help my sister return to normal. Even if he can't recover as before, he can't..." he's crazy like now.

Xiangyang originally wanted to say so, but Xiangqing is still her sister. In this way, she still can't say it.

"Are you finally willing to send Xiang Qing to the mental hospital?" Jiang Yuanzhou had some accidents, but he was satisfied. He immediately took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll contact the doctor of the mental hospital now."

"That's not what I mean..."

Xiangyang explained to Jiang Yuanzhou that he was probably worried that Xiang Qing would hear him, so he deliberately lowered his voice.

But Xiang Yang didn't expect that she had lowered her voice, but Xiang Qing still heard it, but all she heard was Jiang Yuanzhou's sentence - "are you finally willing to send Xiang Qing to a mental hospital?"

What does this sentence mean? Do you want to explain it!

Xiang Qing angrily threw the wreath on her hand. Just now she wanted to give the wreath to Xiang Yang. Although it was rejected by steamed stuffed bun, it looked good anyway, didn't it?

"I'm sorry, Miss Xiang. You can't go out now. Mr. Jiang has ordered that no one can go out."

"Do you think you can stop me if I want to leave?"

Xiang Qing looked at the security guard coldly. He was so aggressive that he didn't look crazy in front of the steamed stuffed bun!

"I'm sorry, Miss Xiang. Please don't embarrass us, or you'll wait. I'll call Mr. Jiang now. If Mr. Jiang says you can go out, I won't stop."

Xiang Qing didn't answer, but he didn't take the next step. As soon as the security guard saw it, he immediately took out his walkie talkie and reported the matter to Jiang Yuanzhou, but before the security guard finished speaking, Xiang Qing ran out directly while the security guard was unprepared.

"Mr. Jiang is not well. He ran out to miss." The security guard hurriedly said and hurriedly chased out, but he watched Xiang Qing dragged into the car by someone who came out of a car.

"Mr. Jiang is not well. Miss Xiang was taken away. They drove a black van and came down with two people, fast..."

As soon as Jiang Yuanzhou and Xiangyang heard this, they immediately ran down.

"What about people? Where is it? " Xiangyang grabbed the security guard's clothes and asked nervously.

Jiang Yuanzhou gently shook his head to Xiangyang and asked the security guard, "where is the car going?"

"In that direction, a black van. I remember a puppy puppet sticker on the back glass."

As soon as Jiang Yuanzhou heard this, he immediately said to Xiangyang, "go up, take good care of the child and mother, and I'll take someone to catch up."

Xiangyang wanted to say she would go too, but knowing that Jiang Yuanzhou would refuse, he stopped talking, nodded and said, "OK, I know. Be careful all the way."

When Jiang Yuanzhou and a team of bodyguards caught up with the car that the security guard said, it was waiting for the traffic light. At first glance, it was deliberately waiting for them.

It has been ten minutes since Xiang Qing was taken away and then they set out to find him. However, they can drive to the traffic light intersection in three minutes. Even if it is slower, it will not exceed five minutes. But now it has been ten minutes. They are still here. There is only one explanation.

Just as Jiang Yuanzhou wanted people to negotiate, the car suddenly ran the red light and drove away.

Jiang Yuanzhou had no choice but to follow up first and let others guard. A fierce battle would happen at any time.

But even if Jiang Yuanzhou was on alert again, an accident still happened.