C26 (1/2)

Initially, he spoke English, but while Zi Yan was staring at the pen, the psychiatrist had already hypnotized Zi Yan.

Knowing that Zi Yan rejected seeing a doctor, the psychiatrist used this plan at the time.

Zi Yan's eyes watched as the pen slowly lost focus. She heard a simple baritone sound in her ears, this sound gave her a sense of security.

Although she felt that something was wrong, she had no strength to resist.

”Yan'er, why are you so afraid of women?”

Knowing that Zi Yan especially trusted Zhuo WeiTing, the therapist also used the nickname Yan'er.

”I'm afraid, they are very fierce. They will hit me, I'm afraid …”

Zi Yan followed the doctor's question and began to answer very slowly. Her voice was also quite soft, but then immediately after, she hugged herself with both of her hands and began to tremble.

”Is it because of your mommy?”

Seeing Zi Yan's violent reaction from the start, Zhuo Weitang was a little worried.

”No, she's not my mother. I'm not her baby, I'm not her baby.”

Zi Yan's crying voice grabbed Zhuo Weitang's heart.

”Why do you say that?”

”She doesn't like me, no... She hates me, she hates me for not being a son, she says if I were a son, Daddy wouldn't have an affair, if I were a son, Daddy wouldn't not have gone home, I should be a boy, and after I was born, she would never have another child, so she hates me. ”

Zi Yan was curled up on the sofa, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, her entire body trembling.

Every time dad doesn't come back, she beats me up. From the moment I remember, she didn't hit me, she just used a feather duster, then a whip, then a wooden stick, then as long as dad doesn't come home, she doesn't give me food or water to drink. She locked me up in her room and forbid others from giving me food.

”A-Ting, calm down.”

Seeing Zi Yan constantly scratching his hair, Zhuo Weitang finally couldn't stand to stand up.

”She'll hurt herself.”

Zhuo Weiting looked at the screen, his eyes red.

”The doctor can only help her if he knows what she's afraid of. Calm down.”

Although Liu Lei also felt it was cruel, if she wasn't cruel now, she would live her whole life in the shadow of her childhood.

However, as the doctor went deeper and deeper and saw Zi Yan screaming in fear, Zhuo Weitang could not control himself either.

”Bam!”

As Zhuo Weitang fiercely pushed the door open, Zi Yan also woke up from her trance.

”Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll be good, I'll be good …”

Zi Yan, who was curled up on the sofa, had nothing but fear in her eyes.

”Yan'er, it's okay, it's okay, no one can hurt you anymore, it's okay …”

Zhuo Weitang had always thought that his blood was cold, but seeing Zi Yan like this, he actually cried.

”No, husband, I don't want to see a doctor, I don't want to see a doctor.”

As Zhuo Weitang tried to comfort Zi Yan, she also realized that she had been deceived. That so-called teacher was actually a doctor.

”No, we don't look at the doctor, we don't look at the doctor.”

Liu Lei looked at Zhuo Wei Ting, who was carrying Zi Yan, then left with the doctor.

They didn't think that Zi Yan's shadow was actually so deep.

”Doctor, can her fear be treated?”

Liu Lei and the doctor went next door, and at this moment, Zhuo Minghui heard Zi Yan's wails.

”It's very difficult to think of a complete cure. Not only will it take time, it will also have to be hospitalized.”

The doctor looked at Zi Yan who was curled up in Zhuo WeiTing's arms from the screen, and let out a long sigh.

Actually, he wasn't the only one who didn't understand. Even Liu Lei didn't understand why no one would report this kind of long-term mental and physical abuse.

As the father of a child, Song Qianshan didn't know about it at all?

What about the Song workers? And those daughters of the Song Family?

Is everything blind? Don't they have a conscience?

How could they allow a crazy woman to destroy a young life like this?

For the entire day, Zi Yan didn't leave Zhuo WeiTing's embrace. She was like a frightened child, helplessly grabbing Zhuo WeiTing's lapel for protection.

”Yan'er, I'm sorry, but we are not going to watch the doctor anymore.”

If he had known this would happen, he would never have gone to a psychiatrist.

However, there was no medicine for regret in this world. No matter how he coaxed her, Zi Yan wouldn't let Zhuo Weiting leave his sight.

On Monday, Zhuo Wei Ting brought Zi Yan to the company for the first time in his life. Although he felt a little helpless, he felt a lot of heartache.

”Yan'er, I'm going to the meeting, you stay here to read. If you're tired, you can take a rest.”

For more than twenty years, Zhuo had never thought that he would one day have a wife like a child. If someone had said before that he would get married so early and that he would be a good husband, he would not have believed it.

In fact, he understood Zi Yan's feelings. He had had an unhappy childhood, but compared to Yan'er, his was not even considered an injury. Perhaps it was because of this that he didn't complain.

Zi Yan grabbed Zhuo Weitang's sleeve, not willing to let go, and her little head was also shaking non-stop.

She knew she was going to let him go, but she had already recovered. She just wanted to have him for a few more minutes.

She knew that no one would be able to accept her, including her husband, Zhuo Weiting. If he could accept her, then there wouldn't have been a psychiatrist yesterday.

She didn't blame him, really, she knew she was sick, but she believed she could overcome it.

Nothing had ever happened in six years with Grandma, but he was so nervous when he arrived at the Zhuo household.

”Yan'er, be good. I will be back in 45 minutes at the most, and I promise that I won't disturb you during this time.”