After listening to Jiang Ling's analysis that day, Bo ye went back alone and kept silent for a long time.

After a long time, Lin CI couldn't find him the next day. He pushed open the door of his independent apartment, full of cigarette ends and cans. Bo Ye sat there, stiff as a statue, with the last cigarette burning between his fingers. Lin CI frowned and cried, "Bo Shao..."

Thin night for a long time to recover, looking at the special help standing at the door, speak hoarse voice, "you come?"

"I'm going to give Miss Tang psychotherapy tonight..."

Lin CI came forward and helped Bo Ye clean up the garbage cans. "You can get ready to go."

Bo Ye did not speak, slowly stood up, like an old man, he put out the last cigarette in his hand, and then made a phone call. Twenty minutes later, the housewife came over and squeezed her nose as soon as she came in. "How many cigarettes have you smoked, sir?"

It took Bo Ye a long time to say, "trouble."

Lin CI thinks that Tang poetry's illness has changed the thin night.

Later, after he finished washing in the room, the housewife outside also cleaned the living room and sprayed air freshener again and again. It was like living in the apartment.

When he walked in at that time, Lin CI felt that it was in a coffin.

Bo Ye is much younger than he used to be in a suit this time. He puts on a sweater and a pilot's jacket and goes out. His straight trouser legs are pulled up. He says to Lin Ci, "let's go."

Lin CI took a look at Bo Ye and led him out of the door. Later, on the way, Bo ye asked, "who is the one who is doing psychological counseling for Tang poetry today?"

"Dr. Hu."

Lin CI sighed, "all the best psychiatrists in Haicheng have been invited here, but psychological counseling is only used in combination. The most important thing is whether Tang poetry can be opened."

She's been through so many unfair things. Can she be open-minded?

Thin Noctiluca is afraid to think about it.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Bo ye came to the hospital. According to Jiang Ling, Tang Shi had taken sleeping pills. He gave her mirtazapine. Bo Ye, a super strong man, could sleep all day like a pig if he took half a pill, not to mention Tang Shi.

Now she has reached the limit of spirit, and if she continues, she will collapse completely.

Later, several doctors let Tang Shi wake up from deep sleep, but they didn't wake her up completely. They let her brain out of the shallow active state of the cortex. Then they brought a lot of detection equipment to her brain. Her fingers were also full of wires, and her chest was connected with an electronic wire to monitor her heart. Tang Shi was put into a small dark yellow house, where Doctor Hu asked her in a very low voice, like hypnosis.

Jiang Ling and Bo Ye are both waiting outside. They can only hand over their expertise to Dr. Hu.

"Have you encountered any terrible things recently?"

“…… No... "

The poems of Tang Dynasty are just like hysteria. The brain is quietly active in thinking and does not listen to her control.

"Do you have anything to be afraid of..."

"I'm afraid..." Tang Shi murmured, his eyes just opened a crack, as if he was deeply hypnotized, "afraid of the dark Afraid of kidnapping Be afraid of But I can't see... "

But the absence of these four words made the thin night's heart shrink.

She cares about Tang Wei so much that she even remembers him when he is hypnotized. What Bo Ye did when he took Tang Wei away from her almost killed her!

"Do you have anyone you hate or hate?"

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