The team leader could only turn to Qian Yuan and smile: "Are you feeling better? Are you still feeling unwell?"
Qian Yuan's tone was still gentle: "Thank you for your concern, I'm much better now."
"Well, you see, your dad was doing this to protect you..."
Qian Yuan's eyes turned cold instantly, her tone gentle yet extremely firm:
“I know you mean well. But from my perspective, I would never let my family fight this battle alone. Even though I’m sick now, I’m not a cripple. You don’t need to treat me like some fragile porcelain.”
Team Leader: ...
The team leader's eyes went black when he saw Qian Yuan's forced smile.
Oh no, we mediated with the wrong person; this is the real anger.
Even gentle people can be terrifying when they get angry.
Because they are used to tolerance, used to considering others, and treating everyone with the utmost kindness. If they are truly angry, it is because they have retreated to their absolute bottom line, and their most vulnerable spot has been touched.
The team leader gave up.
He could only leave the rest to fate, but as he left, he whispered a few words to Shi Qianxi:
"You may not know this, but Qianyuan's previous coma was not due to his illness, but because of a panic attack, which is a psychological problem. He not only had a physical illness, but his psychological trauma has never healed."
"Maybe he doesn't want you to worry right now and won't tell you, but I've met sensitive people like that before, and I know what they need is more steadfast love and gentler treatment..."
"Treat him as carefully as you would a feather, cherish him as you would a flower petal, and caress him with love as you would a butterfly fluttering by."
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