MTL - The Bumpy Road of Marriage: The Ex-Wife Is Expecting-~ You are sick? I happen to have medicine (90)

What is it

Chu Luo's expressionless face appeared confused, and he had not been harmed in any way. His mother loved and cared for him the most, and his life has been smooth.

"Gene." Chu Luowei gave an answer after a while.

Qiao Bei: "..."

Chu Ye's pot is very real.

The doctor heard Chu Luowei's words and looked back at Qiaobei. Qiaobei nodded and said, "His father has shown this kind of illness for a while."

After the doctor heard it, his brows became more and more fierce, and it was probably not expected that this matter would be so difficult.

Chu Luowei did not get an exact answer in the end, presumably, there was nothing he could do.

Qiaobei sent Chu Luowei out and said when he got in the car: "This is not a day or two, so there is no need to worry about this time now."

Chu Luowei nodded, thanked him and drove away from here.

When Chu Luowei arrived home, Qiao Weiya was on the phone. She didn't know who was on the phone. She was a bit angry.

"It's almost the same, this can't be the same." Qiao Weiya said angrily, seeing that Chu Luowei had suppressed his temper before entering, and continued to say, "It can't be the same anyway."

Chu Luowei changed her slippers and looked at Qiao Weiya who hung up the phone. "What's wrong?"

"There is something wrong with the manuscript," Qiao Weiya said solemnly. This is not a problem. It's not a lie, but something really went wrong in the middle.

Chu Luowei looked at the time, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate it, chubby made it." Qiao Weiya said, leaving her phone on the sofa, holding Chu Luowei's neck in the past. "What did you do in the afternoon?"

Chu Luo left her stepping on her own feet, leaning on his waist and going to the kitchen. "Uncle Qiao introduced a psychiatrist, and I looked over."

Chu Luowei did not hide anything.

Qiao Weiya froze.

He went to see a psychiatrist?

"Chu Luowei, you—" Qiao Weiya squeezed her lips tightly, looking at Chu Luowei, with distress for him.

Going to a psychiatrist proves that you acknowledge that you are mentally ill.

Chu Luowei poured water, leaned on the refrigerator and looked at Qiao Weiya in front of herself, "I want to try it for you."

Chu Luowei's voice was not loud, but Qiao Weiya really cried.

Qiao Weiya hugged his neck and put his chin on his shoulder.

In any case, his willingness to try it for himself was already his biggest step.

Then let her do the next thing.

Chu Luowei patted his back gently. "Why are you crying?"

Crying because of his distress.

After Qiao Weiya cried, she looked up at Chu Luowei, "What did the doctor say?"

"There is no way to hypnotize, and you know, I haven't had anything bad enough for me to change my personality, so there is no way for the doctor, wife, I may--"

I'll be so sick for a lifetime, and it will get worse.

Only that, Chu Luowei could not say.

Qiao Weiya didn't let him say it either, but reached out and covered his lips.

"How many years have we known?" Qiao Weiya covered his lips, but gave him a gap in speaking.

"Twenty-two years." When he knew little, she was over two years old, and it has been twenty-two years as of now.