Chapter 57 Mental Illness



"younger sister."

Duan Zhiyang opened his mouth and called for help.

He clearly doesn't have a younger sister, and no one has ever taught him to call her a younger sister.

But he just called her sister.

Duan Dinglan cried out and suddenly burst into tears.

Song Rushuang keenly felt that there seemed to be some complicated inside story.

Duan Zhiyang turned over and looked at Zhou Qingwan excitedly.

"Mom, it's my sister!"

Zhou Qingwan suddenly thought of something and his face turned pale.

A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Duan Zhiyang, that's not your sister. Your sister is dead."

Only then did Song Rushuang understand.

The sister her aunt was referring to was not her.

If it wasn't her, then...

Duan Zhiyang’s biological sister.

It turned out that she once had a child.

Calculate according to time.

When she gave birth to the children, were they twins, a boy and a girl?

Duan Dinglan just let out a mournful cry.

She staggered and almost fell.

"Wanwan, it's our Duan family who's wronged you."

Once her mother said this, the situation at that time was almost restored to its original state.

No wonder Zhou Qingwan has become like this.

She was pregnant at the time and was about to give birth when she heard the news of her husband's disappearance from others.

She was so grief-stricken and anxious that she had a difficult delivery.

Originally they were going to have a pair of twin babies, a boy and a girl, but in the end, only a little son was left.

No wonder.

Song Rushuang finally understood.

Why did Zhou Qingwan look so sad when she looked at herself at that time?

Duan Zhiyang is a little boy who is about to turn two years old.

She doesn't have memories of her past life like Song Rushuang.

He couldn't understand what death meant.

So, he cried only because he instinctively felt his mother's mockery.

This made Duan Dinglan very distressed.

She quickly hugged Duan Zhiyang.

There was a hint of anger on his face.

In fact, he was indeed angry.

"Wanwan, why are you telling this to the child?!"

This one sentence seemed to immediately wake Zhou Qingwan up.

"I……"

Zhou Qingwan bit her lower lip and said slowly:

"I don't want to say these words, but, but I."

But she couldn't help it.

She didn't mean to say those things to irritate her child.

But she was sick.

Who would want to be sick if they could?

Lin Bing was like a bystander. In her position, nothing she said seemed inappropriate.

But she is such a smart person.

Naturally, he also saw Zhou Qingwan's problem.

Although I don't know what caused her to become like this.

But Lin Bing knew it.

If you ignore it and let her continue like this.

Her condition will only get worse.

Thinking of this, Lin Bing slowly walked to Duan Dinglan's side and said to her softly:

"Sister Duan, I have something to tell you."

Duan Dinglan glanced at Zhou Qingwan with some concern.

Seeing that she looked clear-headed, I felt a little relieved.

Follow Lin Bing to the side of the path.

Because it is an important matter, even concerning human lives.

Therefore, she did not beat around the bush and spoke directly to Duan Dinglan:

"Sister Duan, I'm afraid your sister-in-law has a serious mental illness."

"Mental illness?"

Duan Dinglan didn't quite understand.

"What is mental illness? Is it serious? Can it lead to death?"

She has never been to school, so naturally she doesn't understand the meaning of mental illness.

Lin Bing briefly explained to her:

"To put it simply, she now has severe hysteria, often losing consciousness and unable to control her thoughts and words."

This is indeed Zhou Qingwan’s current situation.

Lin Bing's voice continued.

"If we don't rescue her quickly, she will soon forget everything she said and did. If this continues, she won't live long."

Lin Bing is definitely not exaggerating.

She studied psychology abroad from the age of fifteen to eighteen.

Not to mention this village, even in this town or this city, no one understands how to read people's hearts better than her.

Duan Dinglan's face suddenly turned pale.

She murmured, "Treat her, treat her. No matter how much it costs, I have to make her get better."

As she spoke, Duan Dinglan's tears fell again.

"My poor Wanwan, it seems we have wronged her."

After staring at Duan Dinglan for a while, Lin Bing suddenly said:

"Sister Duan, there's something I don't know whether I should say or not."

"Hmm? It's okay, Sister Xiaolin, just tell me."

She could see that Lin Bing was professional.

"Mental illnesses like this are mostly caused by childbirth and emotional distress, so what about the child's father?"

If you want to treat psychological problems, you must have your closest people by your side.

Zhou Qingwan's child was still too young and obviously could not help her get better.

And her family...

So, the only person she can rely on is probably her husband.

Duan Dinglan's face showed pain. After pondering for a moment, he slowly said:

"Her husband is missing."

Lin Bing was very surprised.

She thought of many possibilities.

Maybe it was a bad relationship or an arranged marriage, or there was no love, all of these came to mind.

However, reality is even more magical than imagination.

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