Chapter 146 Self-Destructive Tendencies End Because of Lover
Outside the consultation room.
Qianjue was waiting with several bodyguards when her phone suddenly received a message.
After reading the message from the psychologist, he frowned slightly and waved to his bodyguard.
"Go find someone."
An hour passed, and there was still no movement in the examination room.
The psychologist gasped as he looked at Lu Rang, whose eyes were tightly closed and face was flushed.
"Young Master, I'd like you to recall what the weather was like that day? Where would you like to take your brother to play?"
After he finished speaking, he curled up his little finger to count.
The fifth time.
This time, it seems, will end in failure again.
This incident hurt Lu Rang too much. Even if he tried to climb out of that well and reconcile with the accident, he would eventually be overwhelmed by feelings of guilt and self-blame.
Because he had been exerting himself all the time, Lu Rang's facial capillaries ruptured, and his face turned an unnatural red.
His tongue was bitten raw, and blood kept seeping from his lips.
But Lu Rang didn't call for a stop, and the psychologist didn't dare to stop on his own.
Saving your life is the most important thing.
Seeing Lu Rang start to tremble again, he quickly intervened: "Young Master, what you are seeing now is only the past. There is someone waiting for you in the future. Who is she? Think about it carefully."
Lu Rang pursed his lips, his whole body trembling.
In the hypnotic vision, he was lying on top of a dry well, with his brother sinking deeper and deeper into the mud beneath him.
Lu Rang wanted to jump.
It was as if there was a suction force trying to pull him down hard.
He began to fight against the suction force, pinching his thigh hard, and then accurately found the wound on his arm and squeezed it down.
Blood was everywhere, soaking the gauze.
The doctor was taken aback and immediately rang the bell.
"Young Master! Young Master, wake up!"
This self-destructive tendency is more severe than ever before!
He unconsciously attacked the weakest and most injured part of his body!
"Young Master! Can you hear my voice? Wake up! That's all in the past! You have someone you love now, her name is Shang Wu, and you're getting engaged!"
The psychologist began to mention Shang Wu's name.
This is a safety measure, a last resort in case of emergency.
He would only use the person Lu Rang cared about most to awaken him, and he wouldn't do so lightly unless it was the last resort.
Otherwise, if Lu Rang hears these words in his subconscious the next time, he will automatically think that this is just a means of intervention.
However, Lu Rang remained unconscious.
He trembled, his blood-stained hands beginning to strangle himself.
The psychologist's legs went weak, and he rushed over to knock on the door.
"Someone come quick! Someone help stop the young master! I need to give him a sedative, he's going to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the consultation room was pushed open.
Two bodyguards rushed in and were shocked to see Lu Rang covered in blood. They quickly pressed him down onto the treatment chair.
The psychologist rushed to get a sedative.
"Doctor, why is he bleeding from his mouth!" The bodyguard exclaimed in alarm.
The psychiatrist, pale as a ghost, shouted frantically, "He's trying to kill himself by biting his tongue! Pinch his jaw and make him open his mouth!"
The bodyguard immediately grabbed Lu Rang's jaw like an iron clamp.
However, even though his thumb was aching, Lu Rang pursed his lips and remained motionless.
The bodyguard gasped, "No way! We can't pry it open!"
The psychologist turned around and saw that Lu Rang's mouth was tightly closed and blood was gushing out. He was so frightened that his hands trembled and the syringe fell to the ground.
"Hurry up and push! All of you, come at me together!"
The two bodyguards exchanged a glance and then reached out to pry open Lu Rang's mouth.
"What are you doing!"
Suddenly, a shout rang out from outside.
Shang Wu rushed over and saw Lu Rang's tormented state, and her breath caught in her throat.
The psychiatrist opened the sedative and drew it into the syringe: "The young master attempted suicide by biting his tongue, and I'm having the bodyguards stop him."
Shang Wu bit her lip tightly, watching Lu Rang's pained and tormented appearance, standing rooted to the spot, unable to take a step forward.
Qianjue followed him in, urging, "Doctor, why are you in such a hurry to have me bring Miss Shang here? What is it for?"
The doctor sighed, took the syringe, and walked up to Lu Rang.
"We originally wanted Miss Shang to help with the intervention, but that's no use now. Let's just give her a sedative!"
The needle was aimed at Lu Rang's arm, ready to be inserted.
Shang Wu's eyes flickered, and she suddenly spoke up: "Wait, let me try."
Everyone was taken aback.
Shang Wu lifted her foot and walked up to Lu Rang.
"Get out of the way."
The bodyguard cried out anxiously, "He's trying to kill himself by biting his tongue! We can't let go!"
Shang Wu met his gaze with cold eyes: "Get out of the way."
She uttered only two words, and the bodyguard was inexplicably stunned, instinctively letting go.
Lu Rang, no longer bound, wanted to continue pinching himself.
His hands reached towards his throat.
Suddenly, a soft, cool hand reached out before him and covered his Adam's apple.
"Lu Rang".
Shang Wu's voice was soft, like she was singing a lullaby.
She coaxed, "Can you climb out of the well? Look, Lu Zheng isn't at the wellhead, nor is he the annoying bodyguard who follows you around all day."
The psychologist stared in shock.
Shang Wu actually understands hypnotic guidance?
Lu Rang's hand froze in mid-air, stopping abruptly.
Shang Wu gently pressed his hand down, and seeing the blood at the corner of his mouth, a pang of heartache flashed in her eyes.
She leaned close to Lu Rang's ear and said, "Look, look, your brother didn't drown in the mud. Look up quickly, he's waiting for you up there."
Lu Rang's eyelids twitched, and he began to relax.
"He's going to heaven, and he wanted to say goodbye to you before he left."
He said, "I'm already very happy to be your brother in this life, and I'm also very happy to have saved you."
“Lu Rang, your brother wants you to live a good life. You are twins, you share the same blood. How can you not live a good life with his blood in your veins?”
Shang Wu gently grasped Lu Rang's hand and tapped the back of his hand: "Climb up, hug your brother, and say goodbye."
"There are people at home waiting for you."
"I’m waiting for you."
"Lu Rang, I, Shang Wu, am waiting for you to come home."
"Weren't you going to get engaged to me? What will I do if you die?"
"Lu Rang, you're all I have left. You can't leave me."
The examination room was deathly silent.
Everyone held their breath, waiting for Lu Rang's reaction.
Heaven and hell are separated by a single thought.
He either continues to have relapses, or even his loved ones can't revive his will to live.
Because of these calls, at least one can regain consciousness completely and autonomously.
Under the watchful eyes of many, Lu Rang's breathing became longer, and he began to react.
He suddenly opened his eyes and stared straight at Shang Wu.
It was a very unfamiliar look in his eyes, filled with emotions that Shang Wu couldn't quite decipher or explain.
She tried to get up, but Lu Rang suddenly grabbed her arm.
Lu Rang smiled slowly at her.
"Awu, I will not abandon you."
After saying that, he lowered his head and buried himself in Shang Wu's arms.
Shang Wu's eyes reddened, and she hugged him tightly, stunned.
Qianjue reacted quickly, stepping forward and asking, "What did the young master mean just now? Has he regained his senses, or has he overcome his psychological trauma and successfully completed his desensitization treatment?"
The psychiatrist was in shock. He moved his lips and after a long while said, "Judging from the appearance, you are completely healed. If you were just awake, you wouldn't be in the state you were in just now."
It's impossible for me to laugh.
Qianjue was overjoyed, and a smile finally appeared on his solemn face.
He nodded with relief: "The elders of the Yu family no longer need to worry that the young master will be unable to carry the family business and that his mental illness will affect the status of Wanhu Lake."
A cold gaze fell upon him.
Qianjue looked down and saw Shang Wu staring at him with sharp eyes, filled with surging killing intent.
"Lu Rang is fine, but you're not happy for him? You're only thinking about the Yu family's business and status? You're all disgusting!"
Qianjue's smile vanished, replaced by a slight, cold snort.
"I'm doing this for the young master's sake. Don't worry, I won't let you get away with this today. I will definitely tell the master what you did and make him accept you as his daughter-in-law."
Shang Wu ignored him, only holding Lu Rang with heartache and urging the bodyguard to get the first-aid kit.
Lu Rang was dizzy, and the condition of his tongue was unknown.
Blood gushed out the moment Shang Wu touched his lips.
She dared not touch it again, and only cleaned the wound on Lu Rang's arm.
The psychologist watched from the side, feeling rather uncomfortable.
“Miss Shang, during the treatment, the young master gave me a reason why I had no choice but to do it this way.”
Shang Wu paused, then looked up at him.
"What reason?"
"He said he didn't want you to marry a mentally ill person. No matter what, the business owner is still your family. He wants to prove that he is slowly getting better and can give you what you want."
Shang Wu's breathing became slightly labored. Upon hearing these words, she felt an indescribable bitterness and sorrow in her heart.
She thought that Lu Rang was really just going out to run some errands.
No wonder he seemed so silent and preoccupied after hearing her say that she would be engaged in five days.
Unable to overcome his psychological trauma within five days, he opted for the most painful and dangerous desensitization therapy.
Confronting pain time and time again, seeking life in the face of death.
Shang Wu's tears fell in a steady stream.
She wiped her eyes.
If his mother hears that Lu Rang has recovered, she might soften her stance and accept him back.
There shouldn't be any more obstacles.
This time, they will finally achieve their wish for happiness.
Shang Wu's eyelids suddenly twitched, and she felt inexplicably uneasy as she held the battered Lu Rang in her arms.
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