Chapter 819: Chapter 793: Ignorance Breeds Trouble

Fugui slightly tightened his grip on Liumei’s hand, signaling her not to speak. The family members were currently feeling down; their anger had nowhere to vent, so they were looking for a scapegoat, which was understandable. But blaming his sister was inappropriate.

Words spread quickly, and if they continually vented this anger on Qian and spread rumors among those around them, it wouldn’t be good.

"I am a psychiatric forensic doctor. If you two trust me, you might want to tell me about your son’s situation, and perhaps I can help analyze his condition. I work at the Linshi Mental Health Assessment Institute."

Again with Lishi! The nearby principal turned her body sideways, worried that someone might recognize her.

Upon hearing that the doctor was from Lishi, the two immediately thought the conditions must be better than in the county. Their family was not affluent, so they had to look for affordable places.

"My son had delusional disorder before which got under control. But after listening to that lousy program on the radio, he relapsed. It’s all that female host’s fault. Beautiful-sounding women should stick to yelling within their homes; why do they need to go out and harm others?"

"Why are you speaking like that?" Liumei was angered and wanted to argue, but Fugui tugged at her again.

"I understand now. Your son has erotomania, doesn’t he? Does he consider the host his lover?"

"Exactly! Today we heard that a female doctor resembled that host, and his condition immediately worsened. Women who are too beautiful and have attractive voices seduce and lead to sin, bringing disaster to the country. Any family that marries such a demonic woman will be cursed."

Oh my gosh, has this escalated to the Yu Family? Is being good-looking a crime? The appearance given by one’s parents—are they supposed to scar themselves to prove they’re not a disaster?

Liumei hadn’t spoken yet, but Fugui, foreseeing this, covered her mouth with his hand.

"Forgive my candor, but does your family have a history of mental illness? For example, have any of the elders in your family had mental disorders?"

Fugui could already tell that this mother was highly prejudiced—her bias was near pathological, and getting angry with someone like her would only harm oneself.

"Well, his uncle does have mental illness, but what does that have to do with my son? It’s that woman’s fault!"

"Firstly, delusional disorder is a subset of schizophrenia. Although we cannot yet confirm it as a hereditary disease, numerous studies show that schizophrenia is significantly influenced by genetics. For example, the incidence rate among children of people with schizophrenia is many times higher than that of normal people. Sometimes life’s unfairness starts from the embryonic stage. Some genes are innately present, so don’t resent unrelated people, because it was you who brought life into this world."

Fugui was very objective in stating the truth, noticing that people who blame others without reason often have one thing in common: lack courage to face reality.

"Are you saying my son inherited the disorder? You’re talking nonsense! His father and I are normal!" The woman was indeed provoked, feeling as if her weak spot had been hit.

She was afraid others would say her son was like her brother, which is why she kept blaming Meiwei.

"I am only objectively analyzing the condition. Currently, there are approximately over 3000 diseases that can be genetically passed down to the next generation. While we cannot say for sure whether your son’s condition is hereditary, his risk of illness is certainly higher than that of a normal person. Continuing to stubbornly blame others is not beneficial for your son. When his condition stabilizes and he can be discharged, if you continue to pass on your anger and resentment toward others, he will continue to fall ill. It’s crucial for parents to maintain composure and not convey negative emotions to the patient, nor should they spread gossip, as hearing these things would exacerbate his condition."

Liumei realized that Fugui was truly shrewd, aiming to stop these people from spreading rumors about his sister from the source!

Instantly, she felt admiration—knowledgeable intellectuals were truly different. Men blessed by the Wenqu Star were indeed reliable!

"Alright, enough said. In the future, watch your words, especially in front of your son. If your son is ill, it’s your fault!" The husband was sensible, thanking Fugui before dragging away the grumbling woman.

If the principal hadn’t been there by chance, Fugui’s words would have stabilized the situation. However, the principal overheard all of this while waiting for her ride.

The minivan arrived, and as the couple boarded with the principal, she was scared of being recognized and didn’t dare drive her private car, opting to take the minivan to the long-distance bus station before transferring to a long-distance bus.

She chose a window seat and had just sat down when she saw Qian hurriedly walking out of the Mental Rehabilitation Center through the window. The principal instinctively lowered her head, hoping Qian wouldn’t see her.

Sitting with her head down, the principal waited for the sound to fade before daring to raise her head to buy a ticket, coincidentally sitting right in front of the delusional patient’s parents.

"Honey! Look! It’s that little vixen!"

"Speak less. Didn’t you hear what the male doctor just said? Don’t want to provoke our son further by talking about this. She has nothing to do with our son. Just think back; didn’t he once claim that a big celebrity was his wife during his previous episodes?"

The husband was sensible, even after Fugui’s words, instantly understanding that his son had mental illness. Illness needed to be treated; how could they vent their anger on innocent people?

"Are you my family or hers? Why are you speaking in favor of outsiders?" The woman’s voice was slightly loud.

The husband turned his head disdainfully, "Our son is like your side of the family."

His wife’s obstinate nature was indeed annoying, making their son lethargic with disease.

These thoughts stayed with the principal, as the van drove away from sight of Qian. Yet, the obstinate wife started rambling again.

"Our son carries your family’s surname. If he resembles anyone, it’s your side of the family."

Prejudiced individuals never reflect on themselves, always looking to find fault in others to absolve themselves—this kind of person is everywhere.

The woman kept rambling as the man closed his eyes, refusing to listen. Yet she continued muttering to herself.

"Do you believe your son is involved with that woman?"

As the van continued and the principal could no longer see Qian, she dared to speak to the woman.

"Isn’t it so? If you ask me, the country should watch out for these seductive women, wearing so little and coming out to lure men! They aggravate my son’s condition."

Talkative women, when the urge to speak arises, will hold onto someone to chatter with, regardless of the listener’s interest.

Qian wore an ordinary outfit, opting for a linen shirt and wide-legged pants in the heat, featuring elements of Chinese style—a far cry from scantily-clad attire. Due to her petite figure, such clothing made her appear ethereal; when the wind blew, her good figure was subtly visible, making her excellent looks even more attractive, which served as fodder for criticism from others.