Chapter 935

sympathy?

How could he sympathize? For so many years, he almost watched her grow up and change bit by bit. There is no doubt about her feelings. If it weren't for her sudden confession, he thought they would get along as well as before.

She's making trouble and he's laughing.

He doted on her.

"Not sympathy." He hugged her tightly, his eyes touched the scratch on her shoulder, his heart tightened, gathered up his clothes to cover her, didn't open his eyes, and didn't dare to see it again.

He was afraid that if he looked more, he would feel more remorse and remorse.

Obviously, his action of not opening his eyes made her misunderstand. Wu Xuewei slowly closed her eyes and tears rolled silently. What is not sympathy?

Look at her poor?

She also knew that she was so abused by the pervert. After watching and touching it, she was only the last step away. Even she felt very dirty. How could she expect others to look at her more?

Silent all the way, they had different thoughts.

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"The patient has been beaten in many places, including congestion, bleeding, ankle, back abrasions, hip soft tissue contusions. After timely treatment, the injury is not serious. However, we suggest that the patient find a psychologist for a psychological test." After examination and treatment, the middle-aged female doctor took the medical record book, turned it over and reported the injury to Feng churui. Finally, she made a suggestion.

"Psychologist?" Feng churui frowned slightly. He looked through the small glass window on the door of the ward and saw Wu Xuewei staring at the ceiling, looking dull.

The female doctor nodded: "that's right. The patient didn't say a word from just checking the injury to dealing with the wound. I wonder if there is a shadow in his heart, so he subconsciously rejects external things. To be safe, it's safer to find a psychologist to test."

Think about it, no matter what happened to any girl tonight, no one can stand it. The wound on her body is easy to heal, but the shadow on her heart may follow for a lifetime.

Feng churui thanked the doctor and asked secretary Wu to find a psychologist.

Pushing open the door of the ward, he went to the bedside and sat down, holding her cold hand. "Xuewei, are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat? I'll buy it for you, huh?"

Wu Xuewei didn't speak, as if she hadn't heard.

He didn't force her to hold her hand quietly. In fact, he had a lot to say, but he couldn't speak.

He wanted to tell her that she should not be afraid. He would not let her happen again on second occasions, and would like her to stop talking, even if he simply said that he did not want to eat anything, or that she was silent, and made him afraid of nothing. He wanted to tell her that he was not good enough to know that the suspect had been hiding in absconding and did not send bodyguards to what she had to do everyday.

A lot of words to say. Her eyes were touching her dull eyes. Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word.

When secretary Wu came in with the psychologist, he saw such a scene. Miss Xuewei was looking at the ceiling. The mayor held her hand and stared at her deeply. No one spoke. A faint sadness lingered around the two people, which made people can't bear to disturb.

"Here comes the doctor, mayor." Secretary Wu whispered a reminder.

"Doctor, please examine her."

"The mayor is kind. It's my duty." The psychologist is a middle-aged woman with great affinity. Her smile is very warm and infectious.