Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

When Mo Qingshuang brought the soup, he saw the two of them lying together, so he walked lightly.

She put the thermal box on the bedside, left a note, and then left.

The night was dark, and when Bai Yangyang woke up, Zhan Beixiao beside him was still awake.

She barely sat up, took the heat preservation box, opened it, and it was chicken soup.

She drank a bowl of soup and took her mobile phone.

Her previous mobile phone was completely scrapped, and the new mobile phone was prepared by Jiang Xun.

As soon as she opened it, there were so many messages and phone calls, she replied in order, and it was already two hours later.

The last one to reply was Guan Xiaoxiao.

Guan Xiaoxiao sent her dozens of messages and phone calls, but there was no response.

She dialed Guan Xiaoxiao's phone, but there was no answer there for a long time, maybe she was busy, or maybe she was still training.

She didn't continue to dial, but called Chao Chao: "Chao Chao, do you know where Mo Zhixin and the others are?"

"Yangyang, are you still alive?"

The voice of the tide is still hoarse, it should have been crying.

"Well, fate is big, and there is no life-threatening for the time being. Please help me find out the whereabouts of Mo Zhixin, I want to know."

Zhan Beixiao is now the target of public criticism. Once the imprisoning of Mo Zhixin and Zhan Jinnan is revealed, then he will have to face more than just public accusations.

More to face legal punishment!
She couldn't and didn't want to see him charged.

"Okay, I will as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Yangyang barely propped himself up and got out of bed.

She walked into the bathroom and was taken aback by herself in the mirror. Her face was pale and gauze was all over her body.

In just over a week, his face became particularly haggard, with a faint blue shadow under his eyes.

She scooped up a handful of water and patted it gently on her face, calming down little by little.

After using the toilet, Bai Yangyang walked out of the bathroom, and met a pair of calm eyes.

Zhan Beixiao woke up.

He opened his eyes, with almost no emotion in his eyes, staring straight at the door.

Bai Yangyang's eye circles were slightly red, and he walked over slowly, sat by the bed, trying to hold her hand.

"Master Zhan, you—"

Zhan Beixiao moved his hand away to avoid Bai Yangyang's touch.

Bai Yangyang's heart was slightly sore, and he ignored his struggle, and held his hand: "Master Zhan, I'm back."

The man still looked at the door without moving.

Bai Yangyang gently rubbed his hand, his palm had a thin layer of calluses, which was slightly rough to the touch.

But she didn't seem to feel the roughness, and rubbed it carefully, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Zhan Beixiao didn't speak for a long time, and Bai Yangyang thought he was still awake at first.

But for half an hour, except for the slight sound of breathing, he hardly made a sound, and even his eyes never changed.

Not right.

Not right.

She immediately pressed the call bell and found doctors and nurses.

Jiang Xun and Qi Bei rushed over. The doctor just finished the examination and shook his head: "Miss Bai, Lord Zhan's current situation is not optimistic. I think the intervention of the psychology department may be needed."

Psychology?
Bai Yangyang looked at the doctor, his throat was dry: "What do you mean?"

"According to the current situation, Master Zhan may...have a serious mental illness."

Bai Yangyang's face changed suddenly, and his legs became weak: "He had mania before, and he has been cooperating with the treatment..."

"A detailed examination may require the intervention of the psychology department."

Bai Yangyang sat by the bed and let Jiang Xun send the doctor away.

"Miss Bai, Master Zhan hasn't been to the counseling room since your accident." Qi Bei pursed his lips.

"I see, I will contact Lee and ask her to come over."

Bai Yangyang covered her face. She knew that Zhan Beixiao would be very sad, but she didn't expect that he would suffer from a serious psychological disorder and couldn't even come out.

Qi Bei opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Mo Qingshuang rushed to the hospital, and together with several experts in the field of psychology, examined Zhan Beixiao, and finally looked at Bai Yangyang.

"Yangyang, the current situation is not optimistic. Ah Xiao's mental illness is very serious, and it is almost irreversible."

Even with psychotherapy, it doesn't have much effect.

"Then, can it be recovered?"

Bai Yangyang opened her mouth, her throat was burning with pain, every time she uttered a word, her heart was bleeding.

Mo Qingshuang hesitated for a while: "If you only rely on psychological treatment, it won't make much sense."

Bai Yangyang wiped his face fiercely, with tears in his hands: "Then... is there no other way?"

Seeing her uncomfortable, Mo Qingshuang felt bad.

"Clear the memory, and follow up with psychological treatment, it may be possible to recover, but there are risks."

This is the only way.

And it may not be able to fully recover, at most only [-]% sure.

"Mom, let me think about it."

After Mo Qingshuang left, Bai Yangyang stared at Zhan Beixiao's face. He had kept the same posture since he woke up, not knowing what he was waiting for.

She held his hand, hot tears fell down, and she whimpered.

Mo Qingshuang outside the door was also red-eyed. They had no other choice when things had come to this point.

The news of Zhan Beixiao's illness was suppressed, Jiang Xun was in charge of handling the affairs of the consortium, and Qi Bei was squatting at the hospital.

Bai Yangyang guarded Zhan Beixiao closely.

The whereabouts of Mo Zhixin and Zhan Jinnan were unknown, except for Zhan Beixiao, no one knew where they were.

Zhan Beixiao has no ability to take care of himself at all, he even has problems with the most basic food and daily life.

No matter how quickly Bai Yangyang recovers, it will still hurt his muscles and bones.

After more than a month in the hospital, he was able to walk freely.

She and Zhan Si take turns to take care of Zhan Beixiao, and his situation is getting worse than before.

He became more and more repulsive to contact with others, even Bai Yangyang could no longer get close to him.

As a psychiatrist, Mo Qingshuang couldn't hold back anymore: "Yangyang, you have to make a decision as soon as possible."

If this drags on like this, Zhan Beixiao will never get well in his life.

Zhan Beiye and Zhan Si agreed to erase their memories, and Bai Yangyang was the only resistance.

"Miss Bai, why don't you go somewhere with me?"

Qi Bei, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth and stared at Bai Yangyang with burning eyes, apparently he wanted to say something.

Bai Yangyang licked his lips, "Okay."

The two were silent all the way, and Qi Bei brought Bai Yangyang to the battlefield.

All the way to the attic, the door was locked tightly, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the windows, shining a little bit on the ground.

"The attic is a place that Lord Zhan does not allow anyone to approach, but I know that everything in it is related to you."

Qi Bei opened the iron gate with a haggard face.

Bai Yangyang was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Qi Bei stared straight at Zhan Beixiao, as if hesitating, but also as if he had made a lot of determination, and said quietly.

"Actually, the first time Master Zhan saw you was not on the train."