The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Neuropathic hallucinations, touched lightly by the patient, like the pain of cutting meat with one knife.

At this time, the doctor who walked out heard the noise and hurried in again.

The man in the bed had a pale face and his eyes swept through the same backward smoke.

I don't know why, my face is blushing with shame and my body is trembling more.

Pull the blanket, ignore the wound, and cover the entire person directly.

Totally refuses to speak to anyone and refuses to see anyone.

Ji Xingyu looked at his brother's reaction and then looked at Su Yan. The color was complicated and difficult to discern.

After that, Su Yan and Ji Xingyu were all invited out.

The house was once again full of disinfectant water, and that little bit of sweetness was covered up and dissipated.

Ji Xingyu looked at Su Yan and opened his mouth.

“You...”

The voice goes down, but I don't know what to say.

Su Smoke kept her head down and pulled out one strawberry milk candy after another and ate it into her mouth.

The house is closed.

“Xingyu”

An old, rather deterrent voice sounded.

One hair was almost white, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, and staffed with crutches sitting steadily on the couch.

Ji Xingyu looked over the black leather sofa.

Stop talking to Su Yan and walk towards the old man.

Ji Xingyu walked up to the old man and bowed his head.

“Grandpa."

The old man raised his head and looked at Ji Xingyu.

Then he sighed softly.

“Come and spend more time with your brother. ”

Ji Xingyu nodded.

“I know, Grandpa. ”

Listen to Ji Xingyu call Grandpa.

The identity of the old man was immediately known.

Ji Jianguo, now ruler of the Ji family.

Ji Jianguo had two sons and a daughter, and his eldest son died in a car accident 10 years ago.

My second son is now in the army and is said to be of high rank.

And Ji Xingyu, is the kid with the dick.

The old man's eyes glanced at the closed door of the house, clamping his cane tightly.

In that eye, emotions are complicated.

A little guilt, a little misery.

Around, I'd like to come in and take a look.

I don't know why, but I didn't move any further.

The old man has been sitting here waiting, and everyone around him has a heavy face.

Half an hour later, two doctors came out of the house.

Dao

“Nothing, the situation is quite optimistic. ”

Grandpa, listen, his hands are shaking.

The voice is older than it was.

“Is this optimism based on the standard of a normal person, or is he not dying? ”

The two doctors looked at each other in silence.

Follow the old man.

“To be honest with me, how serious is he? ”

Ji Xingyu wanted to interrupt with a voice, but the old man persisted. This time he never stopped asking the truth.

One of them sighed, and he walked forward.

He's the attending psychiatrist in there who's been treating him for over a decade.

“Grandpa, Ji Yuan himself has autism, severe depression, accompanied by concomitant neurological hallucinations, this time he committed suicide in the bathroom, fortunately it was discovered in time, otherwise according to the extent of that wound, even if he was immortal, he would become a vegetable. ”

Psychiatrist briefly describes what just happened.

Su Smoke lowered his head, pieces of wrapping paper with strawberry milk sugar, soft white milk sugar, pieces after pieces into his mouth.

The old man was in a bit of a shortness of breath, and someone hurried over to deliver antihypertensive medication.

The old man waved and refused.