Chapter 247: Destroyed Everything of His Girlfriend
"You just said you already have a plan?"
Ye Mei thought of something and looked at Ye Qingyue.
She wanted to kill Ye Yong right now, but she couldn't do it, so she could only listen to her younger sister's ideas.
"Ye Yong faked his death to get close to Hong Xin. Given Hong Xin's current situation, he definitely didn't want people, but money."
Ye Qingyue said: "Taking away what a person wants most is the best revenge for him."
If you can't get what you want, it will drive you crazy.
"I will help Hong Tiansheng break up Hong Xin and Ye Yong."
Ye Qingyue's plan is simple, but it is also the most useful.
"He got it for free!"
Ye Mei was a little upset, she just wanted to kill Ye Yong.
"I didn't say that I would let Ye Yong go after breaking them up."
Ye Qingyue said lightly. In her previous life, Ye Yong killed her mother and was very vicious. She would not leave a disaster around her.
Ye Mei immediately said, "Call me when the time comes."
"Besides, there is another important thing."
Ye Qingyue sighed, "We need to prepare our mother mentally before she knows the truth."
"Didn't you say you wouldn't tell her?" Ye Mei was a little confused.
Ye Qingyue said, "If I do too much, Ye Yong will know about me sooner or later."
Ye Mei heard this and thought it was right. She said, "What are you going to do about mother?"
"I have given mother medicine, and her mental state will gradually improve."
Ye Qingyue said, "In other aspects... I plan to refer to you."
"Me?" Ye Mei was at a loss, but soon understood, "Just like you support me, should we support mother?"
In the past, Ye Yong was the only light and the only pillar in their mother's life.
This is also the reason why mother is obsessed with Ye Yong.
In order to reduce the harm to their mother caused by Ye Yong's still being alive, it is necessary to reduce the weight of Ye Yong in her mother's heart.
"Well."
Ye Qingyue said, "For mental illness problems, we can only take it slowly, there is no shortcut."
If it is a physical problem, she can take her mother to the space, use the most advanced equipment for surgery, and cure her immediately.
However, even the system cannot solve the mental problems and can only provide assistance.
"I understand."
Ye Mei nodded. It would be best for her to do this. After all, she is an experienced person.
While the three were talking, there was a noise at the kitchen door.
"Why are you all here?"
Ye Xianghong walked in and looked at the three children in confusion. They seemed to be mumbling and discussing something when they gathered together.
"The second sister is thinking about Aunt Hong's condition."
Ye Feng immediately spoke up and explained, "We also want to help, so we chatted for a while."
"Hong Xin has fallen asleep."
Ye Xianghong looked at Ye Qingyue and asked, "Qingyue, have you thought of a way to treat her?"
She remembered the medicine she took every day, which was indeed very useful.
"Not yet."
Ye Qingyue shook her head, but she didn't have the heart of a saint to cure Hong Xin.
Ye Xianghong sighed with some regret, she said: "Really..."
Seeing Hong Xin's bloody hands when she was sick, Ye Xianghong felt a little sympathetic.
"Let's go to the dining room first, the kitchen is cold."
Ye Xianghong said: "Qingyue, Uncle Hong seems to have something to tell you."
"Yeah."
Ye Qingyue winked at Ye Feng and Ye Mei, signaling them not to show off in front of their mother, and the group went to the dining room.
As soon as she entered the house, Ye Qingyue saw Hong Tiansheng sitting in a chair in a daze.
His face was full of dejection, which did not match his burly figure.
Even a man as careless as him is just an ordinary father when it comes to his children's affairs.
"Doctor Ye, you are here."
When Hong Tiansheng talked to Ye Qingyue about serious matters, he would be more respectful in addressing her.
Ye Qingyue sat opposite him and said straight to the point: "There's nothing I can do about Aunt Hong's condition."
Hong Tiansheng was about to say something, but was blocked by her.
"How could it be..."
Hong Tiansheng said unwillingly: "Just now in the room, your mother said that when she was sick, she couldn't help but hurt herself, but after you treated her, she is much better now..." "
Mr. Hong, you may not understand mental illness very well."
Ye Qingyue sighed and said: "Even with the same manifestations, the symptoms may be very different. Although my mother's illness was terrible, her condition was very mild. It would only occur under specific circumstances, and everything stemmed from the psychological shadow of her childhood."
"Now she is slowly coming out of it and her condition has improved. My treatment only accounts for a small part. Most of it depends on herself and changes in the external environment."
Ye Qingyue added: "As for Aunt Hong's situation, it is much more complicated than my mother's, and judging from her condition, her condition seems to have been very serious. I am not a psychological professional and can't help. Sorry."
She didn't lie either.
Without the functional assistance of the system, she would be powerless to deal with a patient like Hong Xin who has a serious mental illness.
After listening to Ye Qingyue's detailed explanation, Hong Tiansheng knew that asking Ye Qingyue again would be just asking for trouble.
"...I understand."
Hong Tiansheng sighed and forced a smile, "It's the New Year, and I'm sorry to cause you trouble."
"Mr. Hong, don't say that."
Ye Qingyue shook her head and said, "The patient himself can't control the disease. It's the same for anyone. I won't be unhappy about this."
Even if it was Hong Xin, Ye Qingyue would not think that she was guilty of suddenly getting sick.
As a doctor, Ye Qingyue would be sympathetic to patients and sometimes feel that patients were difficult to deal with.
But she would never think that patients were guilty of falling ill, and that she should apologize to them for causing her trouble.
"Yes, this matter is not a problem, Uncle Hong, don't think too much."
As a patient, Ye Xianghong understood Hong Xin's feelings the best. She said, "Don't mention this in front of Hong Xin, it will put pressure on her."
Hearing the gentle words of the mother and daughter, Hong Tiansheng felt less uncomfortable. He smiled bitterly and said, "If everyone treated Xinxin like you, she probably wouldn't become like this..."
At this point, Hong Tiansheng's thoughts also fell into the past.
"At that time, Xinxin was only seventeen years old..."
Hong Tiansheng said softly, "She used to be a lively and cheerful child. She had the same personality as me, carefree and could get along with everyone, relatives, friends, neighbors, teachers and classmates... No one disliked her. As a father, I felt proud that my daughter was so popular."
At this point, Hong Tiansheng's voice was a little harsh, "Now that I think about it, I would rather Xinxin was just an ordinary child, with an ordinary look. It would be best if she had her mother's personality, a little more spicier, and not so nice to everyone..."
Unfortunately, there is no if.
"There was a man three years older than her. He learned to fight like a gangster and almost died on the street. Xinxin happened to pass by at that time and saved him."
"Later, the man pestered Xinxin and said he wanted to marry her. Xinxin refused many times, refused to see the man, and refused to accept his gifts. I even stepped forward to teach him a lesson and asked him to stay away from Xinxin, but..."
Hong Tiansheng's eyes were red with deep regret, "That day... I should have sent Xinxin to the school gate."
"I shouldn't have listened to what she said, asking me to go back to work early and not waste time. I was busy so late that I didn't have time to have dinner with her and her mother..."
He knew that Hong Xin was being harassed by someone, so he sent the girl to and from school every day. He did this for half a year, rain or shine.
Only that day, Hong Xin felt that he was too busy recently and had not had dinner with his family for a long time, so she asked him to go to work early.
He also felt that it had been nearly half a year, and the man had not appeared for two or three months, so he should be fine.
It was just that time.
He just relaxed that time and turned back halfway.
When he saw Hong Xin again, his flower-like lady had more than a dozen large and small vicious wounds on her delicate face.
After the stitches were sutured, the wounds that had been sutured were like enlarged centipedes, entwined on that face. The "centipedes" seemed to have exposed their vicious fangs and were gnawing at his lady's face, completely destroying