#Zheng Xiao receives emergency care again# (explosive)
#Zheng Xiao may have a mental illness# (explosive)
#ZhengXiaoTellsZhengQiToGetOut# Explosive
With Zheng Xiao constantly trending on social media, her name has become the talk of the town.
Even the cleaning lady now knows that a female singer committed suicide, was resuscitated twice, and even lashed out at her father in the hospital.
Jiang Zao went directly to Dean Chu's office. Half an hour later, a nurse was dismissed and successfully received two lawyer's letters from Fu's Group and Zheng Xiao's studio's legal team.
Selling photos of patients' private lives to paparazzi is a breach of ethical boundaries for medical professionals and must be severely punished.
Therefore, Dean Chu convened a general meeting of the entire college to severely criticize and self-criticize, while also giving everyone a warning.
The matter here has been resolved, and the psychiatrist's consultation has also concluded.
"She has bipolar disorder, anxiety, and paranoia. Moreover, her long-term alcohol and smoking habits have had a significant impact on her health, and she has severe somatization symptoms. I recommend transferring her to the psychiatry department." This was the consultation plan given by the head of the psychiatry department.
"Sister Xiao, thank you for finding a doctor to treat you. He's such a naughty guy. You're still his fan. He must recover and be discharged from the hospital quickly. Your brother promised to take you to his concert last time."
Fu even dared to move her position, afraid of waking Jiang Zao, and slept with you in that awkward position all night.
Tears streamed down Cao Bo's face.
Because you want Jiangzao to vomit, that's the only way you can help Jiangzao retain moisture.
Furthermore, the Fu family had also hired Flying Eagle security personnel, completely shattering the paparazzi's illusions of taking photos secretly.
Fu hugged Cao Bo, "Xiaoxiao, he did nothing wrong, but he had to admit his mistake in that way. It hurts your heart."
You want to say something, but it's as if you've suddenly lost the ability to speak.
Your face was as pale as paper, your eyes were empty and lifeless. Fu helped you back to your hospital bed, where you lay down and continued to stare at the ground with your small eyes. You would blink once every now and then.
Cao Bo thought he might as well curse them all at once, and curse them all at once.
Cao Bo fell asleep in Fu's arms.
But I still vomit.
To prevent your hair color from being too conspicuous and making you recognized, the Fu family even put a hat on you.
Fu smiled, went to the nurses' station to get a wheelchair, picked up Jiang Zao and put her down heavily, then covered your legs with a large blanket.
That response was extremely disheartening for Cao Bo.
Jiang Zao vomited again outside the bathroom in the ward.
Lu Li's face was just as pale as Jiang Zao's, but the only thing they had in common was that Lu Li always had a smile on his face.
"Zheng Xiao, he'll be watching Xiao Xiao for a while. Go outside and answer this call." Cao Bo hurriedly went out with his ringing phone.
Seeing that Jiang Zao was showing signs of resistance, Madam Fu pushed Jiang Zao over.
Your voice is heavy, as if it has some strength, yet every word is muffled.
"If I'm talking about others, let's talk about Madam Fu. From the moment he disappeared, you stopped worrying. Even with such a small fire, you rushed out without a second thought. Did you ever consider that you might burn to death outside? You only thought about rescuing him. He was in the hospital for several days, and you stayed by his side for those days. Every day when Master Fu came to deliver food, you looked on longingly. Other couples wanted to be reunited, but they had to endure it because of him. And Lu Huan, with so much work waiting for you to handle in such a small company? Every day after putting him to sleep, Madam Fu relied on cup after cup of coffee to stay awake, working through the night on official business, and then continuing to take care of him during the day. When he opened his eyes, he looked at you and saw how much weight you had lost because of him!"
The head of the psychiatry department once told Cao Bo, "You've shut yourself off. You've found that you have neither anger nor guilt. You're using rewarding yourself to reduce your guilt. So, to completely cure you, we must find the source of your guilt and solve it from the root. Relying on medication can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."
It's a sunny day today, so there aren't many patients coming to sunbathe.
The hospital doesn't have a large, enclosed park, so people tend to leave easily.
After all, Jiang Zao was very reluctant to go out after that.
You should stand offstage, under the spotlight, singing and dancing energetically, and exuding confidence.
Zheng Xiao told Lu Li to call out, "Huanhuan, that's Sister Zheng, and the one pushing you is Madam Fu."
There's even less chance of running into someone you know.
It's not just because I'm Jiang Zao's assistant, but also because my sister is hospitalized there.
Suddenly, for no apparent reason, a surge of anger welled up in Zheng Xiao's heart.
Every time, it felt like I wanted to vomit my internal organs out.
And now, you nodded again.
Jiang nodded.
Jiang didn't react early, which is not normal.
Zheng Xiao, who was rescued again, has not uttered a single word since waking up.
The injuries I sustained when I jumped out of the fire haven't fully healed yet, but I still have to come to the hospital every day.
“He’s been cooped up outside for days. Why don’t you get a wheelchair and push him out to get some sun?” Cao Bo asked tentatively.
But you still didn't say anything.
Jiang showed no reaction whatsoever.
Zheng Xiao was pushing my younger sister Lu Li nearby. The boy looked very thin and big, about four years old.
Jiang Zao told Zheng Xiao.
Lu Li looked at Cao Bo. Their wheelchairs were very close. You reached out and grasped one of Jiang Zao's fingers.
"You two older sisters are naughty."
"Xiaoxiao, is he really going to give up on himself like that? Has he forgotten his fans and his dreams?" Fu showed you a video of Jiang Zao's fans singing a small chorus at the hospital entrance a few days later.
"Are you thirsty?" Cao Bo's voice remained gentle.
Zheng Xiao stood by the hospital bed and looked at you for a while. In her memory, this flamboyant and thorny rose seemed to have suddenly withered away.
On May 18, Cao Bo once again became a trending topic due to his absence from a performance.
Tears will flow on their own, but words will.
"How long is he going to keep making a scene?!"
That was the first time you fell asleep without being sedated.
After scolding her, Zheng Xiao covered Jiang Zao with the quilt again, and left when Fu returned.
I yanked the blanket off Jiang Zao.
I roared, "Does he feel miserable, smug, and enjoying seeing everyone putting everything around him? Even if he doesn't have any major problems, life is precious. Does he know how many people struggle to live?"
Zheng Xiaodao couldn't remember how many times he had seen such a scene.
You used a cotton swab to moisten Jiang Zao's lips little by little with water.
His eyes stared blankly upwards, as if he had no reaction to anything around him.
She's very beautiful, like a sick princess.
She is still very well-behaved.
You should be like that.
Jiang cried early.
The lawn outside the park is lush and green, with occasional wildflowers of various colors. There are also various rare potted flowers. The greenery is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
It can eat and drink.
In just a few days, she became visibly thinner, and her eye sockets sunken. Cao Bo felt sorry for her, but he really couldn't do anything about it.
Fu had to take care of Cao Bo, as well as deal with Lu Huan and the resort.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
