Chen Jingang frowned, staring at the bruises, feeling a little at a loss.
Why is this happening?
Even Jiang Rong knelt beside the bed with heartache, looking at the bruises on her daughter's thighs.
Afraid of affecting her daughter's mood, she didn't let the tears fall.
After Chaoyang and the assistant applied ointment to Wu Qiao, the assistant had no choice but to give him an injection of sedative.
Soon, Wu Qiao fell into a deep sleep.
Everyone looked at the assistant, who waved his hand, meaning to talk outside.
After everyone picked up the baby, they quickly left the room.
In the living room on the first floor, the assistant looked at everyone with an embarrassed look on her face as she organized her words.
After a long time, he slowly spoke.
"Miss Qiao Qiao must have suffered from postpartum depression, which made her restless and anxious."
"What, what is postpartum depression?"
In 2002, postpartum depression was not that common.
Many people don’t know that this disease exists and it is normal.
At least, Jiang Rong gave birth to three children, and none of them had this disease.
"Why? What caused this?"
Yuan Hongyi held the excited Jiang Rong and finally asked the right question.
"Perhaps Miss Qiao Qiao has something on her mind that she cannot share with others. This makes her feel uneasy, and she is even willing to hurt herself to gain a sense of the outside world. I'm not quite sure why.
But then…"
Having said that, the assistant turned his gaze to Chen Jingang, "Mr. Chen, please pay more attention to Miss Qiao Qiao's mood changes. You are important, and the existence of the babies is also important.
Miss Qiao Qiao's symptoms are somewhat serious, and other patients at least won't harm themselves like she does."
The assistant then mentioned some precautions to everyone, but no matter how he explained, everyone knew that Wu Qiao was seriously ill.
And this disease is difficult to recover from.
Others may recover in three to six months, but Qiao Qiao's case is special, and it may take a year or even two years to recover.
After everyone dispersed, it was already midnight.
Chen Jingang returned to the room and saw his wife sleeping soundly, while his assistant's words kept echoing in his mind.
"Miss Wu Qiao has something on her mind that she cannot share with others, which puts her under a lot of pressure. These things make her scared, anxious, irritable, and even lead to a mental breakdown."
Thinking of this, Chen Jingang felt depressed.
So much was neglected during the year he was away.
That year, he was out there, risking his life, but Wu Qiao, who was left in front of everyone, was not much better off. After all, the other party was just a girl of eighteen or nineteen. If it were someone else, they would still be living a carefree college life at that time.
She has to face huge compensation, keep joining the crew to film, and deal with the scum of the Chen family.
After returning, he was unable to have a good talk with his wife. It was his fault.
Chen Jingang sat by the bed, looking at the bruises on Wu Qiao's arms, feeling heartbroken.
It turns out that my father was right.
I still remember that the day before the wedding, my father talked to him.
It is said that marriage requires two people to work together.
And my father has been a loser in his life.
Fortunately, Lian Meiying did not blame him for all these years.
But his father didn't want that for him.
"You should pay more attention to Wu Qiao. It's really not easy for her. She has been with you since she was young, which shows her true love. After marriage, the positions of both people have changed. You are a man, so don't think that it is enough to just ask the other person if they eat well, sleep well, and have money to spend."
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