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Chapter 340 Dependence

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    The treatment room was extremely quiet, with warm yellow lights permeating all corners, and there seemed to be no shadows.  Dr. Zhou sat on the sofa, leaned forward slightly, looked directly at Hua Jin, and showed her the heart of He Ling seriously and solemnly.

    "You should also know that when He Ling's mother was pregnant with He Ling, at the same time, He Xingwei's wife was not yet him."

    Of course Hua Jin knew about this.

    He Yihan is only three months older than He Ling, that is to say, when He Yihan's mother was three months pregnant, Qin Shuangshuang was pregnant, which can also prove from the side that He Xingwei must have cheated during pregnancy.

    "The quarrel between the two sides was not very good at the time, but because of He Ling's father, the two sides lived in peace in the end. But He Yihan's mother has since fallen to the root of the disease, and postpartum depression has continued for many years."

    Seeing Doctor Zhou talking about He Yihan's mother endlessly, Hua Jin gave He Ling a worried look.

    He Ling lowered his eyes, felt Hua Jin's gaze, and patted her hand reassuringly.

    These old past events have been told countless times during the treatment process. If he couldn't even face these, He Ling would have already lived in a nursing home. How could he sit here and listen to Dr. Zhou calmly?  Talk about the cause of the whole thing.

    Dr. Zhou paused when he saw Hua Jin's expression was different.

    Hua Jin was a little hesitant, but still nodded, "It's okay, Doctor Zhou, you can continue talking."

    Dr. Zhou cleared his throat, and continued: "Not long after He Ling turned ten, He Yihan's mother kidnapped He Ling to a remote residence, and imprisoned He Ling for nearly a week."

    Hua Jin's mind was shocked, and she subconsciously clenched the hands they held.

    When she was ten years old, she was still her mother's sweetheart, and she never even went to school alone, but what about He Ling?  He was kidnapped and imprisoned, even for a week.

    Doctor Zhou continued: "That environment was enough to have an impact on a child's psychology, but it was more than that. In the end, the lady ended her life in front of He Ling, who was about ten years old, and  ¡±

    Dr. Zhou subconsciously looked at He Ling. He Ling's expression was still indifferent, but the darkness in his eyes was ice that could not melt for a hundred years.

    "And that lady forced He Ling to hold a blade and cut off her wrist."

    Even the well-informed Dr. Zhou couldn't help sighing every time he told this story.

    Hua Jin looked at He Ling with a moving face. She didn't even have words at this time, but just looked at him fixedly. This was unimaginable to her. Such a small child not only had to face life and death with his own eyes, but also  Forced to be the one who does the knife.

    He Ling seemed to have returned to that day again, and it was also the scene of countless nightmares after him.

    The woman, who was clearly on the verge of mental collapse, was wearing a wedding dress and delicate makeup, pinching his hand, forcing him to pick up the thin blade and slash her wrist.

    That woman was so powerful, at least the young He Ling couldn't resist.

    She kept pressing He Ling's hand on the wound with the blade attached.

    At first, He Ling, who never shed tears easily, was still a young child after all. Seeing the separated flesh and blood gushing out, he broke down and cried loudly.

    However, after a while, He Ling became numb. Before that, he never knew that there is so much blood in a person's body, nor did he know that it took such a long time for the blood to flow.

    The woman's fingertips were still painted with nail polish, pinching the boy's hand like the most indestructible claws.

    Just like this, he felt the life passing away from the body of the aunt in front of him little by little, and felt the hand holding him, gradually becoming cold and powerless.

    When He Xingwei found him, the boy was covered in blood, his eyes were dull, and he did not respond to any calls from the outside world.

    Qin Shuangshuang wanted to hug him, but the boy showed fear of his mother's embrace, screaming and avoiding like a small animal.

    After being sent to the hospital, after a series of diagnoses, the doctor said that it was a stress reaction, and she temporarily lost her language ability, and as long as she was a woman, she should not come to visit during this period to prevent bad memories from being brought back.

    And because he is currently in a special mental state, it is not easy to be transferred to the hospital, so He Xingwei had no choice but to leave the boy at the Children's Hospital in Qingshui City, come to visit once in a while, and then returned to City B to take care of the company.

    Day after day, the boy didn't say a word, just rested in the ward silently holding various advanced textbooks.

    theHe was obviously a lively age, but there was a dead silence in his ward.

    Except in the evening, sometimes I would wake up profusely in sweat, and the screams would wake up the nurse who came to take care of me, obviously repeating the nightmare of that day in my dream.

    Just when everyone thought that he would become a useless person.

    One day, in a ward as cold as a tomb, while the nurse was eating, a little girl who looked like a meat dumpling ran in. She was holding a rabbit doll about her height in her hand, and looked curiously at it with her big eyes.  lying on the hospital bed.

    The boy just showed his resistance to women, but for such a little girl who was not as high as the table, the boy just glanced at her, then looked towards the door, and beckoned her to go out.

    The girl's mother is a doctor in the hospital. She ran to the medical records hanging at the end of the hospital bed and took a look. The clever little girl already knew a lot of characters, including his name, "Brother Ling, they all said  You can't talk."

    "But you are so lonely, no children come to play with you."

    The little girl stood in front of He Ling, as if she didn't see his refusal expression, and said cheerfully: "I will often come to you to play in the future, by the way, you don't know my name yet, right?"

    "Brother Ling, my name is Hua Jin, Hua of Jinse Nianhua, Jin of Jinse Nianhua."

    A five-year-old girl, holding a silly toy rabbit, sat by the hospital bed and grinned at the boy on the hospital bed, with one missing front tooth.

    Stupider than the rabbit in her hand.

    In He Ling's eyes, the immature face in memory gradually overlapped with the small face in front of him, the corners of He Ling's lips were pursed, and the darkness in his eyes disappeared a little.

    His silly girl is the best girl in the whole world.

    He Ling suddenly leaned over and gently kissed Hua Jin's lips without any desire. Hua Jin was taken aback, and so was Dr. Zhou opposite.

    He coughed softly, reminding them of his existence.

    Hua Jin's pity and heartache were all diluted by He Ling's move, and he gave him a reproachful look.

    Then he turned around and looked at Dr. Zhou with some embarrassment, "Excuse me, how can I participate in the treatment?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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