Inside the spacious car, the atmosphere seemed frozen, so depressing that it was hard to breathe.
Chang You's eyes moved cautiously between the co-pilot Zhou Yanchen and the old man in the rearview mirror.
Zhou Yanchen's expression was calm, like a bottomless lake, without any ripples, making it difficult to detect the slightest emotion in his heart.
As for the old man, his face was also gloomy, as if he was shrouded in a layer of haze.
Chang You sat in the silent car, feeling the embarrassment surge towards him like a tide, wrapping him tightly.
He tried to find something to break the awkwardness, but finally chose silence. He just held the steering wheel quietly, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
The old man couldn't stand the overly depressing atmosphere anymore. He cleared his throat and broke the silence. "How long have you been suffering from insomnia?"
Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips slightly, and that subtle movement seemed to reveal a hint of his inner emotions.
He said softly: "It won't be long, Grandpa, don't worry about it, just take care of your own body."
The old man was not satisfied and kept asking, "Not much, how much?"
Zhou Yanchen knew in his heart that once his grandfather got serious, he would be determined to get to the bottom of the matter.
He sighed helplessly and replied, "Just in the last six months."
Chang You listened at the side, his lips tightly pursed into a line.
He knew in his heart that it was not just half a year. This insomnia had already tormented his boss for five years.
Since Dr. Shen left, his boss's nights have been dominated by insomnia.
He had earnestly urged Zhou Yanchen to accept regular treatment countless times, but each time Zhou Yanchen would only reluctantly take some medicine to deal with it when it became unbearable.
The doctor had already sternly warned him last time that if he continued like this, his body might not be able to bear the burden and his life might even be in danger.
But when Zhou Yanchen heard the news, he remained calm and just said, "That's fine."
Chang You still can't figure out what Zhou Yanchen was in when he said those words.
Soon, the car arrived at the hospital.
Mr. Zhou took Zhou Yanchen directly to Mr. He's office in the Department of Psychiatry and Psychology.
When He Ren saw Grandpa Zhou, a smile immediately spread across his face. "Grandpa, you look very energetic. Are you suffering from insomnia?"
The old man smiled and shook his head, pointed at Zhou Yanchen with his cane and said, "It's not 놖, it's 놖 grandson."
As he spoke, he tapped Zhou Yanchen gently with his cane and urged him, "Hurry up and tell your uncle He about your situation. Why can't you sleep all night long?"
He 덿 Ren then turned his gaze to Zhou Yanchen and said with a smile: "Yanchen, are you still suffering from insomnia?"
Zhou Yanchen replied calmly, "It's not a big deal. It's Grandpa who's making a fuss." Then he added, "Uncle He is fine."
He Ren looked at Zhou Yanchen carefully, the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a hint of worry.
He said seriously: "Yan Chen, you don't look like nothing happened. Look at your eyes, they are blue, which is a clear sign of severe lack of sleep."
"Tell me the details so that I can prescribe the right medicine. You should know that the consequences of long-term insomnia are quite serious."
"For example, it can cause emotional problems such as anxiety and depression, and can also lead to decreased cognitive ability and poor concentration."
Zhou Yanchen subconsciously glanced at Old Master Zhou who was sitting next to him, and felt a knot in his heart.
How could he possibly tell them in front of them that the real reason for his insomnia was because of Shen Qingli?
He paused, then said, "Uncle He, just prescribe some medicine for me. I often suffer from insomnia because of the heavy work pressure."
He Ren knew in his heart that Zhou Yanchen was not telling the truth, but he did not ask any more questions. He just nodded and said, "Okay, I'll prescribe you some medicine first. If you feel better after taking the medicine, come back and see me again."
"Okay, Uncle He." Zhou Yanchen responded and turned around to leave.
Just as he walked to the door, He Ren began to speak earnestly: "Yan Chen, heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. You should know why you suffer from insomnia."
"Medicine can only relieve your condition, but it can't cure your insomnia."
When Zhou Yanchen heard this, he paused involuntarily.
After a few seconds, he slowly turned around, still without much expression on his face, and simply said, "Thank you, Uncle He."
Shen Qingli was extremely anxious and hurriedly brought Shen Jinxi to the hospital.
Shen Jinxi's face was flushed red and she looked listless.
Shen Qingli took her directly to the emergency room. After a series of careful examinations, the doctor diagnosed that Shen Jinxi was infected with Pseudomonas aeruginosa and needed to be hospitalized for treatment.
Shen Qingli immediately arranged for Shen Jinxi's hospitalization without hesitation.
She carefully carried Shen Jinxi to the hospital lobby, preparing to go to the inpatient department.
Just at this moment, Zhou Yanchen and others walked out of the elevator.
Zhou Yanchen's eyes inadvertently swept towards the hall. Suddenly, his body stiffened and his eyes were fixed on the back of the person holding the child.
Why does that back look so familiar?
Why does he look so much like Shen Qingli?
His heartbeat suddenly quickened, and an irresistible impulse surged in his heart.
Without thinking, he hurriedly ran towards the figure.
His steps were hurried and frantic, as if he was afraid that if he slowed down, the figure would disappear from his sight.
When he finally ran up to him, he raised his hand, turned the man's body, and escaped: "Shen Qing... Li."
But when he saw the man's face clearly, his eyes dimmed instantly, as if a burning flame was ruthlessly extinguished by a basin of cold water.
Not Shen Qingli...
The woman was startled by his sudden action, her eyes full of confusion and fear.
Zhou Yanchen looked at her, his expressionless face quickly returned to normal, and he said coldly: "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."
At this time, Shen Qingli was holding Shen Jinxi and hiding in a corner.
Just when she turned around while holding Shen Jinxi, she also saw Zhou Yanchen and Old Master Zhou.
At that moment, she felt mixed emotions and in panic, she could only quickly find a place to hide.
Her heart was filled with helplessness and confusion. Zhou Yanchen, why are you still unwilling to let me go even though they are already divorced?
Grandpa Zhou and Chang You also rushed to Zhou Yanchen's side. Grandpa frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you running away suddenly?"
Zhou Yanchen's eyes flashed with a trace of loneliness that was difficult to conceal. He took a deep breath and pretended to be calm and said, "Nothing. I thought I saw an acquaintance and I made a mistake."
After saying that, he walked outside. Under the bright lights of the hospital, his back looked particularly lonely and desolate, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.
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