Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

The next day, Su Yue slowly woke up from her sleep.

She opened her eyes and found that Lin Yuxuan was still sleeping beside her with a peaceful face.

Outside the window, the cold air seemed to seep through the walls.

Su Yue huddled into the quilt, really not wanting to leave this warm shelter and face the severe cold outside.

She pulled the quilt up to cover her chin, leaving only her eyes exposed.

Since she didn't want to get up, Su Yue simply stayed in bed, with nothing to do for a while.

Suddenly, she thought of the little boy's stress-induced speech disorder, and her consciousness entered the space.

In the space, Su Yue's mind was working rapidly, and all kinds of information about stress-induced language disorders flashed before her eyes.

She searched intently, not missing any details that might be useful.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his expression serious and earnest, and he was determined to find a way to help the little boy.

After seeing enough, Su Yue's consciousness returned to the room from the space.

At this moment, Lin Yuxuan woke up. He was half asleep, and looked like a kitten that had just woken up. He was so cute.

Lin Yuxuan's skin is fair and tender. It has been better maintained during this period. He has gained some weight and his face looks rounder.

But this did not affect his appearance at all. Instead, it made him look more gentle and jade-like, so handsome that people could not take their eyes off him.

Su Yue looked at Lin Yuxuan's charming appearance, and love surged in her heart.

She couldn't help but reach out and hold Lin Yuxuan's face, and then kissed him wildly like a chick pecking at rice.

Lin Yuxuan was stunned at first, and then he burst into laughter at Su Yue's sudden enthusiasm.

His laughter was clear and sweet, echoing in the room like a silver bell.

"Oh, Yue'er, you are so naughty so early in the morning." Lin Yuxuan scolded with a smile, but his eyes were full of sweetness and joy.

Su Yue stopped kissing and looked at Lin Yuxuan with a smile: "Who made my Ah Xuan so beautiful? I can't help it."

Lin Yuxuan's face flushed, and he looked particularly charming in the morning sun.

He gently pushed Su Yue: "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, it's time to get up."

But Su Yue refused to give in and kissed Lin Yuxuan on the face again before letting go with satisfaction.

Su Yue helped Lin Yuxuan get up as usual. She first picked up a soft piece of clothing and carefully helped Lin Yuxuan put it on.

Then he brought some warm water and helped Lin Yuxuan wash up. Every step was full of care.

After helping Lin Yuxuan tidy up his clothes, Su Yue took out the pregnancy oil and gently applied it on Lin Yuxuan's belly.

After applying the pregnancy oil, Su Yue asked while packing up her things, "Ah Xuan, have you read the medical books I gave you before about mental illness?"

Lin Yuxuan frowned slightly and thought for a moment: "I have read some, but we have never had the concept of mental illness here, so I haven't studied it very thoroughly."

After saying that, he looked at Su Yue puzzledly: "Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Su Yue sighed softly: "I think the little boy should have a stress-induced speech disorder.

To put it simply, stress-induced speech disorders are caused by some strong stimulation or being in a tense and fearful environment for a long time, which leads to psychological barriers and affects language expression.

He may have experienced something very frightening or difficult to bear, which has deeply damaged him and made him unable to speak normally."

After hearing this, Lin Yuxuan was shocked, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't believe it: "So this is how he can't speak, what a poor child."

Su Yue and Lin Yuxuan sat side by side on the bed, both of them with very serious expressions, seriously discussing how to help the little boy.

Su Yue spoke first: "Axuan, we have to think of a way to get the little boy to speak again and resume normal communication."

Lin Yuxuan nodded slightly in response: "Yes, but it is indeed not an easy task."

Su Yue's eyes were determined. She took out a video about speech disorders that she had downloaded on her iPad in advance, opened it, and handed it to Lin Yuxuan: "Come, let's watch these videos together. Maybe we can find some useful methods from them."

The video started playing, detailing various measures and cases for dealing with speech disorders.

Su Yue and Lin Yuxuan watched intently, exchanging glances from time to time.

After watching the video, Su Yue turned to look at Lin Yuxuan: "Ah Xuan, do you have any thoughts after watching it?"

Lin Yuxuan pondered for a moment and slowly spoke, "I think we should first create a safe and relaxing environment for the little boy so that he no longer feels fear and nervousness. Then, we can try to slowly guide him to speak, starting with some simple pronunciations."

Su Yue nodded in agreement and continued, "Yes, you can also give him more encouragement and praise to boost his self-confidence."

Lin Yuxuan added thoughtfully, "Maybe we can find some children of his age to play with to stimulate his desire to communicate."

The two of them talked back and forth, constantly discussing, hoping to find the best solution to help the little boy as soon as possible.

Su Yue carefully helped Lin Yuxuan walk out of the room. As soon as they went out, they saw Shangguan Haochen and the little boy playing happily in the yard.

The little boy had a rare happy smile on his face as he followed Shangguan Haochen closely, his dependence on him very obvious.

Su Yue's heart moved. She found that the little boy was particularly dependent on Shangguan Haochen. Perhaps Shangguan Haochen would be an important part of his recovery.

Su Yue helped Lin Yuxuan to sit next to the brazier so that he could warm himself comfortably by the fire.

Then, she stood up and walked towards Shangguan Haochen and the little boy. When the little boy saw Su Yue coming, he actually smiled, which surprised Su Yue.

She walked up and gently touched the little boy's head.

Su Yue squatted down, looked at the little boy at eye level, and asked softly, "Can you tell me your name? We don't know how to call you."

When the little boy heard this question, he subconsciously looked at Shangguan Haochen, his eyes revealing a hint of hesitation and uneasiness.

Shangguan Haochen saw this and slapped the little boy on the head, pretending to be angry: "Sister asked you your name, why can't you tell me? If you can't say it, you can always write it, right?"

As he said this, he found a stick and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy sighed, as if he mustered up a lot of courage, took the stick, and carefully wrote the three words "Zhou Chufan" on the ground.

During this process, the little boy did not dare to have direct eye contact with Su Yue. His body was trembling slightly, and his hand holding the stick was a little stiff.

His lips were tightly pursed, as if every word required all his strength to express.

When he finally wrote his name, he quickly lowered his head, as if afraid of being criticized or rejected.