After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

The black Maybach turns the steering wheel!

It hit the guardrail on the road directly, and the guardrail was smashed to pieces!

"squeak--"

A harsh sound of wheels gripping the ground resounded through the quiet night sky.

The Maybach wheels scratched black marks and sparks on the ground.

The owner of the white car opposite was almost stunned, even if it was a false alarm.

The windows are lowered.

The owner of the white car became angry and cursed: "Can you drive? You are looking for death! Go home and die! Don't drag others to hell!"

Bao Hanshi sat in the car, holding the steering wheel with both hands.

His face was so calm that there was no emotion at all, and his eyes were even more lifeless.

"If you don't want to die, leave quickly."

"..."

madman!

The white car cursed and drove away quickly.

The black Maybach was lying crookedly on the side of the road, its front end slightly flattened.

The phone rang for a long time.

He leaned in the car, and after a long time, he answered the phone with an expressionless face.

Song Zhi over there asked: "I've arrived at the clinic, where are you?"

On the other side of the phone, Bo Hanshi said nothing.

Song Zhi called him again: "Mr. Bo? Can you hear me?"

Bo Hanshi suddenly asked: "Can MECT treatment make me forget Qiao Yu?"

"..."

Song Zhi was stunned.

She had proposed forgetting therapy before.

Because Bao Hanshi's bipolar disorder was entirely caused by Qiao Yu. Only by forgetting Qiao Yu could his condition be cured without medicine.

She proposed this treatment plan four years ago.

But at that time Bo Hanshi had just been released from prison, and he hated Qiao Yu to the core.

He said that he wanted to take revenge on her. After enough revenge, he would forget about her again.

Song Zhi was an outsider, and he knew early on that the result of doing so would be nothing more than dragging himself into the water.

His way of revenge and hatred for Qiao Yu was to drag Qiao Yu into the swamp and torture each other until death.

Later, Qiao Yu was forced to death by him.

But he refused to forget.

"If you want to forget her, I can help you. But, are you sure?"

This is not a difficult task for a top psychologist and hypnotist.

Bo Hanshi smiled softly, his black eyes turned red, "She likes someone else, can I go and rob her?"

"...What you robbed is not yours after all. You can achieve your goal by any means, but it will also hurt her."

Yes, he didn't want to hurt her again.

But...if he didn't forget what she said, he seemed to be unable to resist going to Nancheng to rob someone.

He had tried his best to convince himself to let her go, he didn't want to waste all his efforts.

"I can't stand Qiao Yu liking someone else. Only by forgetting her can I resist robbing her."

He was sure that he could get Qiao Yu back.

This matter was easy for him.

It's nothing more than using tough methods, no matter what the cost, even if it means hurting her, and holding her captive like a prisoner.

It's not difficult.

But he didn't want to do that.

After learning about Qiao Yu's PTSD, he was reluctant to coerce her anymore.

"If you figure it out, I can provide treatment at any time. I do recommend that you forget about her. As long as you forget about the cause of the disease, your condition will most likely be cured without medicine."

If loving someone is too painful, it is better to forget.

Always remember, sometimes it is a form of torture and punishment.

Bao Hanshi took out his wallet, looked at the photo inside, gently rubbed it with his fingertips, and murmured hoarsely: "Yuyu, I won't force you this time, and it won't be difficult for you."

If he doesn't force Qiao Yu, he can only force himself and forget about her.