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Now, no one needs to say a word.

The group of people observing everything from behind the scenes started discussing amongst themselves again, their concerns barely concealed.

After Su Xing frowned and told Feng Zhao about the situation, he waited quietly for the other party's reply.

As Liang Ge said, post-traumatic patients may experience avoidance or anxiety when faced with difficulties beyond their capabilities.

The emotions that Xu Xuan just displayed were completely consistent.

It even looks worse than described.

Even the two cats that were once beloved by their owner were abandoned in the cramped cat carrier.

The discussion gradually subsided at some point.

Su Xing's anxiety as she waited for Feng Zhao's reply gradually increased. She could be seen tapping her fingertips on the armrest of the chair, the muffled sound echoing in her ears.

After an unknown amount of time, the other party replied.

[Feng Zhao: This is a bit tricky. Do you have a backup of the surveillance footage? You can send it to me later. Logically speaking, whether it's 'the cat carrier is too heavy,' 'the subway isn't working,' or 'not arriving on time,' these aren't major problems and can be easily solved. But once a series of small, psychologically draining problems arise, the core cognition of 'powerlessness to control and escape' from past traumas is activated, automatically triggering a defense mechanism—avoidance behavior…]

He wrote a long, rambling piece, and from all the technical jargon, Su Xing only managed to glean the words "terrible" from the dense text.

Just as the other party's last message popped up, sound finally appeared on the 7993 projector screen.

Everyone immediately focused their attention on it.

From the upper left corner of their vision, the girl walked slowly towards them with an unexpectedly cheerful expression.

Humming a song, she carried a familiar-looking folding cart downstairs with her uninjured left hand, while on her other hand, the simple bandage on the wound on the back of her hand had been replaced with a cute-looking tic-tac bandage.

She shook her head.

"As expected of Xu Xiaoxuan, you're so clever! You thought of a shopping cart that's perfect for outdoor sketching, so the cat carrier can fit perfectly, and I won't have to carry those two stinky cats around anymore!"

The lighthearted and cheerful tone entered the carriage without reservation, completely contradicting their previous concerns.

Even their off-key humming seemed to mock their incredibly rich imagination.

The people in the carriage who witnessed this scene fell silent once again.

The answer is obvious: Xu Xuan has been misunderstood once again.

At the same time, Feng Zhao sent a series of messages to Su Xing's phone.

[Feng Zhao: And then?]

[Feng Zhao: Almost eight minutes have passed since the incident occurred. What has her reaction been?]

[Feng Zhao: If the situation isn't right, I think you need to bring her to me. She needs professional treatment!]

Feng Zhao's worries contrasted sharply with the girl's joy, and a silent stillness spread across the roof of the car.

Su Xing remained silent for a long while before typing with difficulty: The situation is somewhat complicated...

He struggled to organize his thoughts and explained the subsequent developments to the other party.

After a long while, Feng Zhao finally sent a reply, consisting of two short voice messages.

“Allen, overthinking is a problem, it needs to be cured.”

"Also, who's with you? Find someone else to talk to. I'm starting to suspect you've attended some genius language class; the tuition was definitely worth it!"

In the voice message, the man's voice made no attempt to be tactful in expressing his opinion, and he highly praised Su Xing's linguistic talent, saying that the other party spoke very well, but it would be better not to say anything more.

Su Xing (silent): "..."

The other five (suppressing laughter): "..."