Autor: Gu Rong Rong Máquina traductora
This kind of depression was very strange. On the surface, it seemed like he would act very normal, smile, eat and sleep normally, but in his heart, there was a devil controlling this person's heart, and it was very painful It was so painful that he could not control himself.
Qiu Qingqing had this kind of symptom. After she gave birth, Shen Jingcheng had taken her to a few hospitals, but he was unable to eradicate her mental illness.
In fact, there were a few times that he had opened up his heart to her, asking her what difficulties she had to tell him, and he would definitely be her best reliance.
However, Qiu Qingqing did not say anything. She just shook her head and looked at her child with a melancholic gaze.
At that moment, Shen Jingcheng was actually a little frustrated because he realized that he could not save this girl at all. This girl was actually pregnant with a child in her hands and had even given birth to it. She had successfully contracted the so-called depression.
He really did not know how he would have the face to see his grandmother after he died.
Once this child was in his hands, it seemed that countless things would always happen.
In the end, he had no choice. He suddenly remembered that Ning Xuemei seemed to have suffered from this type of postpartum depression before. He did not know what kind of medicine she took after that. It seemed that the medication and mental treatment were successful.
Therefore, he planned to ask Ning Xuemei to come over and ask her to help this girl.
Ning Xuemei did not ask anything. Since he had said it, she naturally came over.
However, when she saw her young face, she did not know why, but she began to feel a deep sense of jealousy.
"Qing Qing, what are you doing down here? "
Ning Xuemei smiled seductively and looked at the girl in front of her, pretending to be very concerned.
"Aunt Ning, have you seen Uncle Shen? I'm looking for him for something, but I don't know why I can't get through to him. "
The girl was tidying up her clothes as she went downstairs. It was obvious that she was very eager to find him.
Ning Xuemei showed a trace of disdain on her face. She cursed the little vixen in her heart, but she still deliberately showed a gentle smile on her face.
"You think uncle has been in a bad mood recently, so you should stop pestering him. You know he has a lot of things to do. If you have anything to say, just tell me. He asked me to come over and take care of you. We're both women, so it's more convenient for us to talk. "
It was said that most people who could identify whores were women. When he walked in and saw her, he felt that there was something wrong with this woman. However, for the sake of his face, he still did not say anything. He just wanted to find his daughter, so he could not help but speak a little anxiously.
"Aunt Ning, I really need to find uncle for something. Can you tell me where he is? If I can't find him again, I will really collapse. "
There was really no other way. Her mental state had reached its breaking point. No matter who it was, they could completely destroy her.
Looking at her crying pitifully in front of him, this treasure that had been in the hands of that man for a period of time and had been protected by him recently, Ning Xuemei's jealousy deepened.
"You're really a child. You're so innocent and well-protected. Should I say you're stupid, or should I say you're too naive? "
Qiu Qingqing looked at the sarcastic smile on her face and knew that she would definitely not help her. She lowered her head and turned to walk towards the villa's door, intending to find him alone.
Ning Xuemei was obviously a little impatient and would not let her out of the door.