Dudu.

Zhan Hanjue looked at the busy signal coming from the phone and put down the phone weakly.

Zheng Ling sat in the car, already crying into tears.

She longed to return to him all the time, but her current body had made her give up her desire for a better life.

Zhan Hanjue's eyes were red, and tears rolled down uncontrollably. Zheng Ling was having such a bad life, but she was still unwilling to accept his help. Was she determined to part ways with him?

He went to the psychology department and found Zheng Ling's attending doctor.

With a heavy heart, she told him about Zheng Ling's current situation, and finally asked sadly: "I want to know why she suddenly lost weight?"

"So, as the patient's family, what should we do to ease her pain?"

The doctor suggested: "If there are things that cause her pain, then don't mention them in front of her. If there are people who make her suffer, then let her not see them. The best way is to send her to the hospital.

Standardized treatment. If the condition refuses medical treatment, let her leave this depressing environment..."

Lord Zhan Han nodded solemnly, turned and left.

The doctor's face became extremely solemn. After careful consideration, he told Zhan Hanjue very strictly, "President, I have not seen the patient, and my diagnosis may be biased. However, based on what the president just said, I

I’m sure Madam’s condition has become very serious. Moreover, it’s no longer just an anxiety disorder, I’m afraid she’s now suffering from depression.”

Having said this, the doctor looked at Zhan Hanjue worriedly and said an even crueler thing: "I am now worried that the patient will commit suicide when his mood is unstable."

Zhan Hanjue felt as if he had fallen into the abyss of a valley, and his whole body was wrapped in panic at this moment.

Mrs. Yu and the eldest sister looked at each other. If the child is fine, then something is wrong with Zheng Ling.

"Zheng Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Zheng Ling walked to the sofa and hugged the pillow. Qiqi Ai Ai said: "I saw brother Jue. He went to the Imperial Hotel to push Yu Qianqian, and the mother and son came out talking and laughing."

He thought that he must find Zheng Ling as soon as possible. Zheng Ling, who suffered from depression, would always feel uneasy if he was not by his side.

When Zheng Ling returned to the rental house, Mrs. Yu and Zheng Yu saw her eyes were red and asked nervously: "Zheng Ling, what's wrong with the child?"

Zheng Ling gave them a comforting smile, "The child is fine. He has jaundice and will be fine after staying in the hospital for a few days."

Zheng Ling is following her old path.

Mrs. Yu was very worried about Zheng Ling because she was not sure whether Zheng Ling, who suffered from anxiety and depression, could bear so much pain.

"Zheng Ling, what are your plans for the future?" the eldest sister asked with concern.

She is now thinner, and her pupils appear wider and darker. She drooped her eyelashes and said lonely: "It turns out that my family can live a good life without him."

Zheng Yu was a little surprised, she probably didn't understand Zheng Ling's state of mind.

But Mrs. Yu understands Zheng Ling's feelings very well, because once upon a time, she was also in that kind of wandering and uneasiness, and her heart grew cold little by little. In the end, she hated Yu Jiazhai deeply and was extremely disappointed with Yu Sheng.

Going to a brand new place, where there is no Yu Qianqian, there will be no worries. But without Zhan Hanjue, without her children, there will be no happiness either.

Madam Yu suggested: "How about, Zheng Ling, you should leave the imperial capital. Go to a place where no one knows you and start a new life."

Zheng Ling fell into deep thought.

Zheng Ling shook his head blankly.

Zheng Ling grabbed her hair in pain, "I think I need to be quiet."

She jumped off the sofa, entered the bedroom, and locked herself up.


Chapter completed!