Huo Jingnan followed her into the house and found that Pei Nian had locked herself in her room, so he secretly went outside and looked at her through the window.
He stared at the wooden gun she held in her hand, unwilling to look away for a long time. Then he took a cloth and carefully wiped it, as if it were a precious treasure.
A warm feeling suddenly welled up in his heart, and a smile appeared on his lips without him even realizing it.
His phone vibrated, and he quickly ran outside to answer it.
Huo Junyu's deep voice came from the other end: "Professor Adam is in Yangcheng these past two days. I've already contacted him through my aunt and uncle, and the meeting is scheduled for the afternoon after tomorrow. I'll go with Mianmian then... I estimate the truth will come to light soon."
"The day after tomorrow?" Huo Jingnan felt it was a bit late. "Since he's so familiar with Aunt Zhixin, why can't he do us a favor and arrange it for tomorrow?"
"He has patients tomorrow," Huo Junyu explained, "so he can't receive us."
"A patient?" Huo Jingnan was somewhat surprised, and said half-jokingly, "Heh, so it turns out that besides our family, there are other people in Yangcheng who have dealings with him! I thought Professor Adam only recognized the Huo family!"
Huo Junyu chuckled twice.
Actually, he thought so at first. Adam only had two students in Yangcheng, Huo Zhixin and Shen Xiao, and apart from the Huo family, no one could persuade him to come.
I wonder who this patient is, that they have such great courage.
"Never mind, it doesn't matter if it's a day sooner or later, we'll find out the answer eventually."
Huo Jingnan nodded, then, as if remembering something, he stammered for a while before laughing, "Junyu, you...you know what, your idea is pretty good, but...but what should we do afterward?"
Huo Junyu was completely bewildered. "What method?"
"It's what you said that time, shoot her..."
Huo Junyu was so shocked that he couldn't speak!
"Wh...what?!" After a long pause, he raised his voice, "You actually shot her?"
"Yes, even though it's made of wood, it's still my hard work!"
"..." What is Huo Jingnan saying?
"I can tell she really likes my gun!"
"puff……"
Huo Junyu, who was drinking coffee, almost choked.
“But she seemed a little unhappy just now,” Huo Jingnan said to himself. “Junyu, do you think I shouldn’t have shown off my marksmanship and skills in front of her?”
"Cough cough cough..."
"Junyu, what's wrong? Do you have a cold?"
"It's nothing," Huo Junyu said, struggling to hold back. "Go on."
He wanted to see what other outrageous things this special forces soldier could say!
"Junyu, I suddenly understand!" Huo Jingnan exclaimed excitedly, "I should make another gun so I can play with it with her!"
"...Alright, that's enough."
Before Huo Jingnan could reply, Huo Junyu had already hung up.
Huo Jingnan didn't pay attention and smiled to himself.
It seems he was right; we should make another gun and play with Pei Nian.
Boys like to play with guns in groups; these kinds of activities are more fun with more people!
Thinking it over, Huo Jingnan stepped lightly out of the courtyard and headed towards the woods on the mountain.
We must find an even better piece of wood! We'll make a tiny, exquisite pistol and play cops and robbers with Pei Nian!
That will definitely make her happy!
*
In Professor Adam's private emergency room, a pale-faced woman came and lay there quietly.
The injury on his forehead was quite severe, wrapped in layers of gauze, and various tubes from medical instruments were inserted into his body.
Lu Ran sat to one side by the door, trembling all over, her little fists clenched and biting hard.
After a while, Adam came out, and Lu Ran hurriedly went to greet him.
After Cheng Suyue bumped her head and bled, she called Adam without thinking twice. To her surprise, the call went through, and even more unexpectedly, Adam was still in Yangcheng.
She immediately sought out this kind-hearted old professor.
Adam was slightly surprised by her arrival, but then became calm.
He even postponed his meeting with Huo Junyu and Jiang Mianmian.
Lu Ran approached Adam, and before she could even speak, tears streamed down her face.
Adam looked at her lovingly and gently comforted her, "Don't cry, my child."
“My…my mother,” Lu Ran choked out, “what happened to her?”
"Based on my initial assessment," Adam pushed up his glasses, "Ms. Cheng is likely suffering from dissociative identity disorder."
"What?" Lu Ran's eyes widened, and after a long pause, she asked, "But my mother's hand..."
"You think her hands have gotten fatter and softer?"
Lu Ran nodded vigorously.
“This must be a side effect of the medication,” Adam explained. “The special medication she was taking contained hormones, and hormones have side effects on the body, which is unavoidable. That’s why you see that after the surgery, her complexion seems pretty good, she has gained some weight, and her skin is rosy, but actually… she’s not as good as she looks.”
"As for the symptoms of dissociative identity disorder, perhaps she had these symptoms before, but they didn't show up then, so you didn't notice them."
Lu Ran froze, her mind going completely blank.
Adam continued, "There are many causes of dissociative identity disorder. It is a type of mental illness and is inseparable from the patient's past experiences. For example, the patient may have been an introverted person before, and after experiencing some torment or pain that ordinary people cannot endure, her emotions accumulated in her heart. Over time, she became depressed and developed another personality."
"And this other personality is often stronger than the original one. The personality she splits out is actually a form of self-protection."
Lu Ran leaned against the wall, her knees buckled, and she fell to the ground with a thud.
Adam quickly helped her up and had the nurse take care of her.
Lu Ran was stunned for a moment, her eyes losing their luster but brimming with tears. As soon as she moved, large tears slid down her cheeks. She covered her face with her hands, going from soft sobs to wailing.
The nurses were used to this kind of situation, and all they could do was offer weak and feeble words of comfort.
“Ms. Lu, you need to make plans for your mother as soon as possible.” Adam said in a low voice, “It would be best if she could be admitted to a professional nursing home for treatment of this disease, where there might be hope for recovery.”
"But if she doesn't receive proper treatment, I'm afraid... she might hurt someone else!"
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