Fang Cheng cursed indignantly.

There was a look of rage on his young face, and the veins on his forehead were bulging!

He almost slammed the table and beat up Lu Jianmin.

Qiao Anle comforted Fang Cheng and asked him to calm down.

After all, this is only half of Song Lingdang's misery. There is still the other half...

It was her obsession after her child's death...

It's the misery of being imprisoned in a dark hut...

Song Lingdang's condition gradually worsened, and she even mistook a piece of wood for a child. The reason for this must be Lu Jianmin.

They are not trying to judge the culprit now, but want to find a way to treat Song Lingdang.

Slowly.

The old doctor listened to Qiao Anle's entire story.

He rubbed his gray beard and muttered in a hoarse voice.

"According to what you said, she's not crazy, she's just mentally ill..."

As soon as these words came out.

Qiao Anle actually had some respect for the old doctor.

Her eyes lit up as she looked forward to the old doctor's next words.

The old doctor didn't say anything that couldn't be cured, nor did he prescribe medicine randomly to make money.

Instead, he frowned, stroked his beard, and spoke slowly while pondering the situation.

"Emotional illness requires heart medicine... In my opinion, instead of taking medicine or seeing a doctor, it's better to persuade her to relax... Once her heart is relaxed, the illness will naturally heal."

What the old doctor said was almost exactly the same as what Qiao Anle was thinking.

There is no medicine that can cure heart disease.

Unless the patient resolves the problem himself, all efforts will be in vain.

Qiao Anle nodded slightly, agreeing with the old doctor's opinion.

But Fang Cheng was dumbfounded!

He had seen with his own eyes how Song Lingdang looked distraught, and he had also hurriedly carried the old doctor here.

A patient and a doctor.

The result of seeing a doctor is not to get injections or take medicine, but to persuade people to be more open-minded.

This... is too ridiculous!

Fang Cheng couldn't figure it out.

He asked anxiously, "Doctor, she is a patient! Are you really not going to prescribe any medicine? How can she possibly get better? Doctor, you are not a quack, are you?"

The hurried words were spoken directly.

Qiao Anle wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Fortunately, the old doctor was not angry.

On the way here, the old doctor had already witnessed Fang Cheng's youthful vigor and impatience.

I'm just impatient.

He has a good heart.

I was walking very steadily all the way with him on my back.

The old doctor continued to stroke his gray beard leisurely and spoke slowly.

"If you want her to take medicine, then I'll prescribe a tranquilizer. It won't have any other effects, but it will help her sleep better at night."

Calming the mind...

That's just sleeping pills.

How can sleeping pills be considered as medicine to treat illness? !

Fang Cheng became anxious again.

This time, Qiao Anle was quick-witted and quick-handed. Before Fang Cheng could get impatient, he immediately grabbed him and held him down.

She answered first.

"Thank you, doctor. We need a prescription to calm the nerves."

The old doctor could tell that Qiao Anle was a smart person, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the young woman in front of him.

He stroked his beard again.

In the end, after the old doctor wrote the prescription, Fang Cheng still sent him back.

But before leaving.

They also had to pay the old doctor a consultation fee.

The old doctor didn't take any money, but looked at the hens that Qiao Anle raised in the yard and liked them very much.

"Your chickens are good, they look so energetic!"

He asked for a hen as payment for his consultation and medical expenses.

This can be said to be a very affordable deal.

So the old doctor said, "If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me and I won't charge you any money."

"Doctor, please come here."

so……

Fang Cheng held the old doctor with one hand and held a hen's claw with the other.

The hen flapped its wings and struggled and shook constantly, its claws still grabbing his palm.

The old doctor walked slowly, step by step, moving forward slowly.

"Young man, even though I'm old, I can still walk by myself... I can walk by myself..."

Fang Cheng was anxious, but he couldn't express his pain.

…

at the same time.

The other side.

The three kids have already gone to Aunt Li's house.

Qiao Anle and Li Fengbei were finally able to talk alone.

The two walked into the room belonging to the young couple.

Qiao Anle had been trying hard to keep himself together, but at this moment he collapsed.

She suddenly threw herself into Li Fengbei's arms, leaning on the man's broad chest, feeling the fresh and warm breath from him.

even……

Qiao Anle felt relieved to have survived the disaster.

Li Fengbei hugged her tightly, sharing the weight that Qiao Anle was pouring down on him.

He bent down and kissed Qiao Anle's forehead.

asked with concern.

"Are you sleepy? Do you want to take a nap? I won't go out today and will take care of you at home."

Qiao Anle shook his head.

"It's not that I'm sleepy, but seeing Song Lingdang like that makes me feel uncomfortable."

Li Fengbei's eyes slowly became gentle as his gaze fell on Qiao Anle's fair face.

He asked softly.

"Wife, have you thought about yourself?"

Qiao Anle's thoughts were immediately seen through.

She wanted to hide, so she rubbed Li Fengbei's chest again.

It seems like I can get in.

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