Chapter 334

Neuropathic hallucinogenic pain, the touch of others in the patient's feelings, like a knife and a knife cut flesh pain.

At this time, the doctor who went out heard the noise and hurried in.

The man on the bed was pale, and his eyes swept over Su Yan, who was also taking a step back.

I don't know why. I blushed with shame and trembled even more.

Pull the blanket, ignore the wound, and directly cover the whole person.

Completely refuse to speak to anyone, and refuse to view by anyone.

Ji Xingyu looked at his brother's reaction and then at Su Yan. His face was complicated.

Then, Su Yan and Ji Xingyu were all invited out.

Once again, the house is full of the smell of disinfectant water, and the little sweetness is all covered up and dissipated.

Ji Xingyu looks at Su Yan, opens his mouth and says "you... You"

but he doesn't know what to say.

Su Yan kept his head down and took out pieces of strawberry milk candy and ate them into his mouth.

The house was closed.

"Star"

an old and powerful voice sounded.

A hair almost gray, wearing a mountain suit, stationed crutches steady sitting on the sofa.

Ji Xingyu looks at the black leather sofa.

Stop talking to Suyan and walk to the old man.

Ji Xingyu came to the old man and looked down at him.

Then I slowly sighed

"if you have time, please come to accompany your brother."

Ji Xingyu nods.

"I know, Grandpa."

Listen to Ji Xingyu calling Grandpa.

The identity of the old man was immediately known.

Ji Jianguo is now the ruler of Ji family.

Ji Jianguo has two sons and one daughter. His eldest son died in a car accident ten years ago.

The second son is now in the army. I heard that his rank is very high.

Ji Xingyu is the second child.

The old man's eyes were on the closed door, clutching his crutches.

In that eye, emotions are complex.

A little guilt, but also a little miss.

About, I also want to go in and have a look.

I don't know why. I didn't move any more.

The old man has been sitting here waiting, and all the people around have a dignified face.

Half an hour later, the two doctors came out of the room.

"It's OK, it's still optimistic."

The old man listened and shook his hands.

The voice is more old than before. "Is this optimism based on the level of a normal person, or on the basis that he can't die?"

The two doctors looked at each other in silence.

"Tell me the truth, how serious is his illness?" he said

Ji Xingyu wants to interrupt, but the old man is stubborn. This time, he will not give up without asking the truth.

One of them sighed and he stepped forward.

He is the psychiatrist who has been treating him for more than ten years.

"The old man, Ji Yan has autism and severe depression, which is accompanied by neuropathic phantom pain. This time, he committed suicide in the bathroom. Fortunately, he found it in time. Otherwise, according to the extent of the wound, even if he did not die, he would become a vegetable."

The psychiatrist simply states what just happened.

Su Yan lowered his head, one by one, unpacking strawberry milk candy, soft white milk candy, one by one, eating into his mouth.

The old man breathed a little faster. Someone handed over the antihypertensive medicine.

The old man waved and refused.