Li Qingguo turned to Ye Jiaying and asked.

Ye Jiaying nodded.

"Tell me the truth, was it that boy who asked you to act out a trick to deceive me?"

"Li Qingguo!"

When Li Ma heard this, she became furious and yelled.

"Well, I don't think my son, Lao Li, should be seeking death like a woman."

Li Qingguo was yelled at by his wife and felt a little embarrassed.

"Uncle, your son is sick. This disease has a very high mortality rate. He can't control himself. What he needs now is for you to be more obedient to him. It's best not to beat or scold him harshly, as that will only make his condition worse."

Li Qingguo felt somewhat doubtful.

What kind of illness can't be beaten or scolded? It sounds like an excuse.

He wanted to say, "Don't talk nonsense to me."

But looking at the fair and tender little girl, he was a little speechless.

Ye Jiaying could tell at a glance that he didn't believe it.

"I know you won't believe me, but last week, he was in a secluded pool at school..."

Ye Jiaying told Li's father about what she had seen Li Xiaojun last week and how he seemed to be in an abnormal state, combined with the details of the mission.

Li Qingguo didn't take it seriously at first.

He thought it was impossible for his youngest son to jump into the water just because he had an argument with him.

Why would Mr. Li's son want to commit suicide?

In fact, Li Xiaojun had a big fight with him, but he was not particularly angry about not going home for the New Year.

He was a rough man, and if anyone in the army had a different opinion, he would point at the other person's nose and scold them.

If all else fails, they'll just have a fight, targeting the issue, not the person. He thinks that's normal.

Li Xiaojun has been too quiet since he was young.

He felt that his youngest son did not inherit his bloodline.

The only time my youngest son showed any resemblance to him in this life was because we had two big fights at school.

He was angry at the time, but after he calmed down he felt that his son was like him in this respect.

It’s better than always being timid.

He is a rough-minded person and does not understand the thoughts of a child as sensitive as Li Xiaojun.

Ye Jiaying looked at Li's father's indifferent expression and sighed inwardly.

This is what is called different world views.

Neither of them could understand each other.

She explained Li Xiaojun's illness to Li's father in a simple and easy-to-understand manner.

Just like many people on the battlefield suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder.

Explaining to him what Li's father has seen and experienced can make him more aware of the seriousness of the matter.

Sure enough, his expression turned serious.

Li Xiaojun's mother understood it from the beginning. After she heard Ye Jiaying explain the seriousness of Li Xiaojun's illness again, her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Is it really that serious?"

Finally, Dad Li stared at Ye Jiaying with a serious face and asked.

After being an official for a long time, the aura he exudes is still very scary.

Over the years, as long as he puts on a gloomy face, any troublemaker will calm down.

He did it on purpose, wanting to see if the little girl was making a fuss.