Chapter 155 Let’s End
However, at this moment, Wen Liang suddenly threw the bowl on the table, lifted the quilt, ran out of bed, and vomited into the trash can.
Fu Zheng was startled and hurriedly pushed the door open. He walked quickly to Wen Liang and patted Wen Liang's back gently.
Wen Liang vomited out all the porridge he had just drunk.
After vomiting, Wen Liang wanted to go to the bathroom to rinse her mouth, but Fu Zheng picked her up and put her back on the bed, "Don't move."
After saying that, he immediately poured a glass of warm water, placed it on the bedside, and brought the trash can over.
Wen Liang didn't look at him. He picked up the cup, drank some water, rinsed his mouth, spit it into the trash can, and then picked up the bowl to continue drinking porridge.
Fu Zheng didn't say anything, just stood far away and watched Wen Liang eat.
Unexpectedly, after taking a few bites, Wen Liang put the bowl down and lay down on the bed to vomit. The vomit was sour and the physiological tears kept flowing out from the corners of his eyes.
Fu Zheng came over quickly, frowned, patted Wen Liang's back, and put the bowl away. "Don't eat yet. I'll call the doctor."
Fu Zheng strode away, and was soon followed by a doctor.
The doctor asked Wenliang about his physical feelings and listened to his gastrointestinal area with a stethoscope.
Then the doctor took the stethoscope off his ear, stood up and walked out without saying anything.
Fu Zheng followed the doctor outside the ward and asked, "Doctor, what's going on? Why does she vomit every time she eats?"
"Based on the patient's own description and my examination, there's nothing wrong with her gastrointestinal tract. I suspect it's a psychological issue. Many women experience psychological disturbances, mild or severe, after miscarriage or childbirth. Everyone's family situation is different, and the causes are also different. I suggest you see a psychiatrist."
After hearing this, Fu Zheng paused and an idea flashed through his mind.
She's forcing herself to eat!
"Okay, thank you, doctor."
"You're welcome." The doctor turned and left.
Fu Zheng stood there for a moment and turned to look at the window. Inside the ward, Wen Liang was sitting on the bed, staring blankly out the other window without blinking.
Fu Zheng immediately went to ask a psychologist to come over.
After briefly explaining the situation, the psychologist pushed the door open and went in alone.
Fu Zheng stood outside the window and observed.
Seeing another doctor come in, Wen Liang glanced at her and then looked away.
The psychologist tried to guide Wen Liang to talk, but Wen Liang still spoke very little.
About half an hour later, the psychologist came out of the ward and said to Fu Zheng, "The patient is too self-protective and too vigilant. Even though I try my best to guide her, she's reluctant to speak. I heard she comes from a single-parent family and her father has passed away."
"yes."
"That's right. According to my judgment, after this miscarriage, the patient developed some self-loathing and self-abandonment, lost her love for life, and developed anorexia. This is an early manifestation of depressive disorder, commonly known as depression. If it gets more serious, she may self-harm or even commit suicide."
Fu Zheng shuddered all over and unconsciously turned his head to look at Wen Liang in the ward.
She was still staring out the window blankly as before.
He never thought that Wen Liang would suffer from depression.
He remembered the sixteen-year-old Wen Liang who had just arrived at the Fu family. She was well-behaved, innocent, reserved and obedient. When she saw him, she would politely call him "Second Brother" with a sweet smile.
At that time, she loved to laugh.
But this girl who loves to laugh now has depression tendencies.
It’s all because of him!
"Doctor, how should I treat it?"
The psychiatrist said, "The patient's condition is not serious at the moment. I don't recommend medication. She still needs the understanding and care of her family. We should slowly guide her emotionally, try to meet her needs, and not put too much pressure on her. Generally, in situations like this, traveling to relax and unwind will be much better."
"Okay... I understand."
After watching the psychologist leave, Fu Zheng stood there for a while, looking far ahead, thinking deeply and pondering.
Just then, a cell phone rang.
Fu Zheng came back to his senses, picked up his phone and saw that it was a call from Special Assistant Yang.
Although Special Assistant Yang is an employee of the Fu Group, he is no different from Fu Zheng's personal secretary.
After Fu Zheng left Fu Group, he also resigned from the group to help Fu Zheng deal with other investments and industries.
"Hello? What's the matter?" Fu Zheng answered the phone, his tone slightly impatient.
Special Assistant Yang heard it and cut to the chase, "Boss Fu, Chairman Fu left a will before he passed away. Now that the funeral has been completed, the lawyer will announce the will. The group is holding a shareholders' meeting. The chairman's wife would like you to come to the company!"
The chairman's wife, the old lady, had a very obvious purpose in inviting Fu Zheng to the company.
When the old man passed away, his shares had to be divided among his descendants. No matter how much, Fu Zheng would definitely have a share.
After Fu Rong's death, the old man took charge of the shares he held and divided them among Fu Zheng and Fu Yue.
Fu Zheng holds shares and is also one of the group's shareholders, so he should attend the shareholders' meeting.
Fu Zheng said, "I'm busy right now. Find an excuse to cover it up. Don't tell grandma I'm in the hospital yet."
Fu Zheng has not yet informed the old lady about Wen Liang's miscarriage.
He was afraid that the old lady, who had just experienced the pain of losing her husband, would not be able to bear it.
"this……"
Special Assistant Yang wanted to say something else, but Fu Zheng interrupted him, "How's the thing I asked you to do going?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, Lingyun Temple has already been contacted. You can come over anytime."
"Yeah." Fu Zheng hung up the phone.
He looked into the distance and sighed softly, his eyes firm.
Eventually, a choice must be made.
Fu Zheng pushed the door open and walked into the ward, stopping one meter away from the bed. "Aliang."
Wen Liang still didn't even look at him.
Fu Zheng didn't force it. He sighed softly and said, "The doctor said you are prone to depression now."
oh.
It turns out that the person just now was a psychologist.
Wen Liang noticed something during the conversation.
It turned out that she had reached the point where she needed to see a psychiatrist.
"Don't you want to divorce me? Don't you want to quit your job and go abroad? I promise you, if I divorce you, you can go wherever you want."
Fu Zheng seemed to say these words calmly, but in fact he had used up all his strength.
If he knew that if Wen Liang stayed with him, she would not only lose her child but also suffer from depression, he would definitely let her go.
Although it is a little late now, he still hopes that she is healthy.
Looking back on the past three years of marriage, he couldn't think of anything romantic, happy, or worth remembering for a lifetime. Instead, only the memories of the last three months were particularly profound. He had hurt her too much.
Let's end it.
He knew she would never forgive him again.
He didn't dare to ask for her forgiveness anymore.
He only hopes that she can live a healthy, happy and peaceful life in the future.
Hearing these words, Wen Liang laughed foolishly.
It started as a chuckle, then turned into a laugh.
I almost cried because of laughing.
"Aliang..." Fu Zheng called out worriedly.
After a long time, she finally stopped laughing, stretched out her fingers to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at Fu Zheng indifferently, "Fu Zheng, what's the point of you saying this now?"
Fu Zheng lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry? What's the point of being sorry? Can it bring the child back to life? How many times have you said sorry to me? And then what?!"
Fu Zheng was silent and had nothing to say.
Wen Liang laughed sarcastically, "Do you still remember that you once promised me a condition?"
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