"If I suggest taking him to see a psychiatrist, his problem in this area may be even bigger. What do you think?" Zhao Nianhui spoke very directly. She just wanted to test Zhou Kesong's attitude.
Zhou Kesong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Nianhui in shock.
I noticed that there was no joking in her eyes.
Thinking about the trauma from his childhood, it might indeed have left his brother with psychological problems.
The hateful thing is that he didn't even notice this.
My brother suffered so much in vain.
Thinking of this, Zhou Kesong wanted to punch himself.
Since he was a child, his brother treated him like a father and a brother.
His parents had no time to take care of him, so Zhou Keqi raised his younger brother all by herself.
Even though the actual age difference between them is only five years.
Not to mention that his brother only has psychological problems.
It doesn't fall into the category of mental illness at all.
Even if he is really mentally ill, he will not give up on his brother.
That was his elder brother who brought him up since he was a child.
Seeing Zhou Kesong’s regretful and annoyed expression.
Zhao Nianhui knew that he would not stop taking her brother to treat his illness just because of public opinion.
Only then did I open my heart and talk to him.
"What your brother experienced as a child left him with a deep psychological trauma."
"Coupled with the neglect of his family over the years, his illness became increasingly serious."
"My advice is that it is best to seek treatment as early as possible."
The above are the suggestions that Zhao Nianhui wants to give.
She can cure Zhou Keqi's body.
But there is no solution to his psychological problems.
All of this can only be achieved through the joint efforts of himself and his family.
Zhou Kesong nodded seriously.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Nianhui finally felt relieved.
The relationship between these two brothers is really good.
Zhao Nianhui kindly reminded again.
"It's best not to let your parents know about this."
At first, Zhou Kesong didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
He also got used to discussing everything with his brother.
But this time it was to treat my brother's illness.
Then the only people who can sit together and discuss are parents.
But Zhao Nianhui said something that was obviously meaningful.
It took Zhou Kesong a long time to react.
His eyes suddenly widened.
Even the hand holding the prescription began to tremble slightly.
But I also felt that the thought in my mind was extremely absurd.
He didn't want to believe it but he had to.
Just because of that extremely simple and extremely ironic reason.
I don't want to leave any possibility for outsiders to discredit the Zhou family.
That's why my parents never mentioned taking my brother to see a psychiatrist.
So many doctors have come and gone in the manor over the years.
It's impossible that Zhao Nianhui is the only one who can see Zhou Keqi's problem.
Those people clearly knew it, but they didn't dare to say it out loud.
Zhou Kesong clenched his hands into fists.
"Nianhui, thank you for your reminder."
At noon, I stayed at Zhou Kesong's enthusiastic invitation.
Zhao Nianhui had no choice but to stay and have a quick meal.
Although she said she was just eating for free, she was actually the one who cooked.
It's just a few more people helping to prepare the food.
Zhao Nianhui only needs to focus on the three acres of land on the stove.
Because Zhou Keqi has been in poor health for many years.
You definitely can't overdo it all at once.
Instead, it’s better to start with home cooking.
Of course it was because he was eating liquid food.
The food must have a light taste and a texture that is not too hard and must be easy to eat.
Therefore, Zhao Nianhui only prepared four simple dishes and one soup.
In fact, she doesn't feel very hungry now.
This meal was prepared entirely for the two brothers.
Corn and meat wontons, braised shrimp with broccoli, stir-fried cabbage with fungus, celery and lily, and millet porridge with yam.
Each dish is suitable for people with stomach problems, so make sure Zhou Keqi can eat it first.
After the meal is served.
Zhou Keqi came out after taking a shower.
His face was much rosier than before.
It seems that acupuncture is still effective.
Zhao Nianhui reminded, "You will have to get an acupuncture injection once a week from now on."
As for the others, it depends on the specific efficacy.
His body will recover in three months at most.
However, the progress of psychological treatment still depends on the individual.
"Great! Then we can eat Nianhui's cooking every week. It's so delicious." Zhou Kesong said excitedly.
"Brother, don't say that." Zhou Keqi glared at his younger brother.
He already had his second bowl of millet porridge in his hand.
This was the first time Zhou Kesong saw his brother return the bowl at the dinner table.
"It's okay, these are all small things." Zhao Nianhui waved her hand.
This is also Zhao Nianhui's idea. She will teach this method to the cook in their family.
I come here every week to update the menu as a way of repaying him.
"Wouldn't this be too troublesome?" Zhou Keqi hesitated.
He felt that he had troubled Zhao Nianhui enough.
She worked hard to prepare a whole table of food by herself at noon today.
"It's okay, as long as you pay me. I won't do business at a loss." Zhao Nianhui said jokingly.
But she didn't know that Zhou Kesong took these words to heart.
I have to say, this meal was really of high quality.
The three of them cleared all the food off the table.
Zhou Kesong touched his bulging belly and smiled helplessly, "Nianhui, I know that Brother Mingcheng is not exaggerating at all."
"With your cooking skills, if you come to my house to cook every day, I will definitely become a big fat man."
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