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

What a light answer.

Ten years.

He talked to his brother at a certain distance and was careful not to touch him.

On weekdays, Ji Xing actually seemed to be just a thin, quiet person.

He can do everything normal people do.

Sleep, eat, exercise, even with therapy, everything is in order.

But in the last decade, Ji Xing committed 13 suicides.

After 10 years of obvious treatment, the condition has not improved at all, even worsened.

From the beginning it was just autism with mild depression, the last three years, autism, severe depression, neuropathic hallucinations.

Ji Yi's body looks thinner and thinner.

He still receives all the treatments, so cooperate.

But the situation has not improved at all, and the deterioration continues.

Ji Xingyu is about to collapse.

He didn't want his brother dead, but there was no way to save it.

Just a few hours ago, Ji Xingyu felt that he seemed to... see a turnaround.

His brother has been closed for 10 years, and now, besides him, he has a familiar doctor to talk to, his brother will reply, he will react.

Others are always silent and indifferent.

When Su Smoke walked into that room, Ji Xing's eyes set on her.

She gave him sugar, he ate it.

He did not want her to see the wound on his wrist and would be ashamed of the neurological hallucinations caused by the touch.

Well, it's amazing.

In that scene, Ji Xingyu looked at it.

What does Su Xingyu look like now?

A lifesaving straw.

Ji Xingyu grabbed her and he wanted Su Yan to save his brother, hoping for a miracle.

And opposite this villa is a villa.

Hundreds of surveillance images appear on the projection wall.

And now the picture cuts, two of them.

One of them is a picture of Su Yan talking to Ji Xingyu.

The other, in a closed house, Ji Xing lay in bed, holding a strawberry milk sugar in his hand, staring at that sugar for a long time.

Not eating, just looking at the sugar and wrapping it in your hand and slowly covering your blanket.

Zhang has been given the name of the psychologist who has been diagnosing and treating Ji Yan perennially.

Dr. Zhang looked at the screen for a long time.

Next to it, there's a diagram of the heart beat.

His heartbeat continued on a hundred and fifty, but gradually stabilized.

The doctor next door sat next to Dr. Zhang with a cup of tea.

“Hey, what are you looking at? ”

Dr. Zhang returned to God, removed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows.

“I wonder if Xingyuan has reached this point, or if he can be treated with a different plan. ”

As soon as I mentioned it, the doctor next to me faded.

And finally, just sighed a little.

“You said that when he was a 10-year-old kid, he couldn't even take you down. For 10 years, even you couldn't get him to open his heart and cooperate with the treatment, and make his condition worse. It would be a disgrace to pass this on. ”

Ji Yi looked very cooperative, let him take the pills and take the pills. Let him take the psychological tests and take the psychological tests.

But no matter how he knocked on the side, he was always silent.

Always silent.

Ten years ago, it was a little stubborn, growing up to be an old stubborn.

Both doctors looked at each other and sighed together.

Afternoon.

Su Yan and Ji Xingyu stepped out of the villa and got into the nanny car.