The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

The two nurses wondered who Liao Xinyu was talking about. However, in the afternoon, when they saw Yang Yunhai coming alone, they understood what the boss meant.

Because Gu Lingling was there, Yang Yunhai didn't ask her about her condition in detail. At this time, he sent Gu Lingling home and came out in the afternoon with an excuse.

"How is my wife's illness?" Yang Yunhai asked directly.

"Mild depression, OK." Liao Xinyu said.

What does it mean to be ok?

Depression, no matter how mild, will evolve very seriously if you don't pay attention and don't dredge it.

Thinking of this, Yang Yunhai frowned and looked at Liao Xinyu. He wondered whether the person Zhou Yutao introduced to him was professional.

"What I said is OK, which means that Ms. Gu herself has this consciousness to adjust herself." Liaoxinyu said, "not all patients with depression will have such a consciousness to treat themselves."

Some will even be very stubborn to live in their own world, unwilling to come out, so that this kind of depression becomes more and more serious.

"What do I need to do?" Yang Yunhai asked.

"More encouragement, more company, and patience." Liao Xinyu said, "if you have the opportunity, you can let her go out more, and if you can go to work, you can also."

"There is also the treatment on time." Liao Xinyu added with a smile.

Contact more people and things, relax and be broad-minded, and the disease will naturally heal.

"OK, I see." Yang Yunhai stood up. "Thank you, doctor Liao."

"What I should do." Liao Xinyu smiled.

This man has a great aura. Thinking of the look when the woman talked about him, liaoxinyu, who originally did not believe in love, suddenly believed in love again.

Maybe he should find someone to fall in love with.

After sending the person out, Liao Xinyu thought for a while and went out with the car key. "You don't take orders in the afternoon, you can arrange by yourself."

The two little nurses were worried when they saw him like this, "Dr. Liao, are we going to close again this afternoon?"

Can their clinic make money if it goes on like this?

I'm so worried.

The little nurse looked at each other with a sad face

"Don't worry, it won't depend on your salary." Liaoxinyu smiled and shook the key and went out.

"We are not worried about the salary?" The little nurse said to his back.

How many times has doctor Liao given himself a holiday this month?

It's always like this. Make your own arrangements in the afternoon.

They are worried about their doctor Liao. It's not good to empty the mountain like this.

Doctor Liao, who was worried, was already driving his car out happily.

He can't earn enough money, so every few days he will give himself half a day off, go around the trouble, or find a quiet place to sit.

Anyway, it's all right.

For example, now, drinking milk tea, walking on the most prosperous street in Kyoto, walking aimlessly, watching people coming and going next to him, makes Liao Xinyu feel that everyone is so fresh, and he is not so lonely.

The little nurse recommended it. The milk tea in this house is really delicious.

Liaoxinyu took another bite and was suddenly hit from behind.

"Where are people?"

"Where is it?"

"Where the hell is it?"

Liaoxinyu turned his head and saw a girl secretly looking around for something.

Also because of her careless appearance, she bumped into several people.

"What's the matter with you?" Someone was hit and said angrily.

"Looks like a madman."