Shocking! The school heartthrob who was adopted by a wealthy family is actually a heiress!

Chapter 191 She grew up on her own.

“Because no one helps her,” Qin Qiong cried. “Because when she needed her parents, they never protected her. She’s afraid. She’s always been alone.”

"One person suffers alone, one person endures injustice alone, and one person silently bears it all!"

"She grew up on her own!"

Lin Zheng was so heartbroken he could hardly breathe. He turned his head away to calm himself, his arm still draped over Qin Qiong's shoulder: "I know, I know. I will make those people pay the price. We still have a lot of time with Zhaozhao, we will make it up to her properly."

"Compensation?" Qin Qiong chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Didn't you see the report?"

“Organic psychological damage, complex post-traumatic stress disorder.” Qin Qiong paused for a few seconds. “Some things are irreversible!”

"We don't need to do anything else; these physical reports alone are enough to get those people in!"

“Zhao Zhao is still young, we’ll find the best doctors. There’s still a good chance of recovery with intervention.” Lin Zheng said, “Leave this to me, Zhao Zhao needs you.”

Qin Qiong's eyes stung: "Her pain perception is abnormal (reduced activation of the islet cortex), is she actually in a lot of pain right now?"

Qin Zhao's fingers curled slightly.

Lin Zheng: "Did you talk to her about the treatment?"

Qin Qiong: "She doesn't like hospitals and is very resistant to doctors. She has a phobia of her grandmother's hospital experiences, and I plan to have Jianwei follow up on this matter. Would things be better in that courtyard outside the city?"

"My wife has considered everything very thoroughly."

"There's also the matter of spinal and respiratory rehabilitation," Qin Qiong sighed. "After her new identity is confirmed, will she still be at Yinghua? I'm worried that the opinions of her classmates and teachers will affect her."

"Transferring schools...did Zhaozhao want to learn about universities in China before? If she's going to apply to a university in China, changing schools would be good," Lin Zheng said. "Or a private tutor would also be an option. It really depends on Zhaozhao's wishes."

“The school can’t let her take the college entrance exam route either, I don’t want her to feel pressured. I even… I even want her to take a break from school and get proper treatment.” Qin Qiong’s voice grew softer and softer, she knew her thoughts were selfish.

“I understand how you feel,” Lin Zheng comforted her. “But Zhao Zhao has been back for a year now, and she still has the ability to face society and handle things. We can’t make decisions for her.”

“You didn’t see her when she was stressed last time; she couldn’t breathe.” Tears welled up in Qin Qiong’s eyes again. “She was like… I feel like I’m going to lose her again.”

"What will she do if she's all alone out there? I can't lose her again, I really can't lose her again, Zheng!"

"I know, I know," Lin Zheng comforted her. "Zhaozhao is right here with us; we won't lose her."

“If only I had been healthier back then. If I hadn’t gotten sick, I wouldn’t have had amniotic fluid infection.” Qin Qiong curled up in pain. “They wouldn’t have been sent to the ICU, they wouldn’t have been stolen by those people. Yan Yan wouldn’t have died, Zhao Zhao wouldn’t have been trafficked, she wouldn’t have had to suffer so much, she wouldn’t be like this now.”

"It's all my fault. My fault," she murmured.

Lin Zheng popped a disposable ice pack and placed it on the inside of her wrist, comforting her: "It's not your fault. You're the last person who wanted this to happen."

He guided her, saying, "You can't think like that anymore. Zhao Zhao is back now, and she's grown up. Our family will get better and better. We all need you, and Zhao Zhao needs you right now. You need to take good care of yourself so you can protect her."

Qin Zhao lowered his head and went downstairs with his phone in his hand.

She lowered her eyelids and put the phone back in its place.

She should have thought about her illness, and she should have thought about Qin Qiong's suffering. But instead, her mind chose to go on strike.

She pursed her lips and stared blankly at the trees outside the window.

It was a cloudy day.

in the afternoon.

Qin Qiong was in a good mood when he was with her. Seeing her doing her test paper, he said, "Why are you working so hard again?"

Qin Zhao hugged her and said, "No, I was quite happy doing the test."

"You," Qin Qiong patted her head, "your brother treats writing exam papers like it's going to kill him."

When getting to the point, Qin Qiong paused for a moment: "Zhaozhao."

Qin Zhao lowered his eyelids and hummed in agreement.

"School's starting soon." Qin Qiong paused for a few seconds, which was unusual for her. "The information on your ID card has been corrected. Would you like to switch to a new school? Or, would you like to have a tutor come to your home?"

"Okay, then study at home."

Qin Qiong: "Okay, I'll arrange it. Don't feel pressured. If you're tired and don't want to study, that's fine too. Just be happy."

Qin Zhao hummed in agreement. Qin Qiong patted her head: "What kind of teacher do you want? Do you want to pursue a domestic university education, or study abroad?"

Qin Zhao's eyelashes fluttered: "Domestic, it's closer to home."

A look of surprise flashed in Qin Qiong's eyes: "Really?"

"Mmm." Her head rested against Qin Qiong's stomach, like a baby's.

"Mother."

"what's wrong?"

"Has my test results come out yet?"

Qin Qiong stopped stroking her hair, then continued to stroke her: "You're out."

"Can I see it?"

"Of course." Qin Qiong handed her the report. "The main physical issues are spinal and respiratory problems, as well as organic lesions caused by psychological trauma."

The report was written in detail and clearly.

Complex post-traumatic stress disorder (ICD-11:6B41)

Supporting test criteria:
Neuroimaging:
Amygdala-prefrontal cortex functional connectivity strength of less than 0.2 indicates a breakdown in mood regulation.

A 18% reduction in hippocampal size indicates traumatic memory integration disorder.

Autonomic neurological indicators:
Baseline skin conductance (EDA) value >8μS (normal 2-5μS) – chronic alertness state.

……

diagnosis:

1. Somatic symptoms disturbances (abnormal respiratory dynamics; abnormal pain perception)
2. Obsessive-compulsive disorder
……

So, her stuffiness, tinnitus, and cold sweats are because she's sick?

The table hasn't been filled out yet.

There was no self-narration.

She has been diagnosed with all of them.

Qin Zhao found it very funny.

"It's alright, Zhao Zhao, all of this can be restored."

She hummed in agreement and comforted Qin Qiong, "I know. I don't really feel anything, it's not serious at all. It's just a psychological issue, I'll be fine as long as I'm happier."

"There's probably been a lot going on lately, but these numbers will return to normal in a couple of days." She smiled sweetly. "Don't worry."

Qin Qiong looked at her face, his eyes stung, and he pulled her into his arms, trying to blink upwards.

Love is heartache; being able to sense the other person's pain is both a gift and a curse.

They live under a curse.

Lin Shi felt that the atmosphere at home was strange.

Not that it's bad.

That's great.

Moreover, the three of them laugh all the time, and they laugh with complete ease.

How should I put it? It's kind of creepy.

During the meal, he finally couldn't take it anymore and clicked his tongue, saying, "Can you guys please stop laughing?"

"..."

In fact, Zhao Zhao's chest tightness and palpitations are actually manifestations of improved respiratory function after removing the chest binder, and not entirely psychologically caused physical anxiety.
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