After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

Chapter 1412 I'll Talk About Her Shadow

Chu Zhixin looked at Chu Zhihan, who suddenly changed from arrogant and paranoid to humble and cautious. Even though he felt a little cold at first, he now feels heartbroken.

She couldn't help but hug Chu Zhihan and patted him on the back, "Don't worry, brother. I will take good care of myself and won't hurt myself, because I know you love me. If I'm unhappy, you won't be happy either. Similarly... you have to be well too, because if you're unhappy, I won't be happy either."

"I know, I know everything. I was just too worried about her and I didn't control my emotions."

Chu Zhihan leaned on Chu Zhixin's shoulder. He had always been strong and cold, but at this moment he allowed himself to show his weak side and his tears could not stop flowing.

In fact, most of the time, Chu Zhihan seemed to treat Chu Zhixin as his sister, but when he was extremely helpless, he also treated Chu Zhixin as his mother.

He had never seen his mother, but he imagined that his mother should be very similar to his sister.

Only mother can accept my fragile and helpless side, and only mother can be infinitely tolerant and forgive myself.

In this regard, Chu Zhixin is really more like a mother than many other mothers!

"Tsk tsk, you two brothers and sisters are really a bit corny."

Baili Chengfeng was watching from the side and couldn't help rubbing his arms, with goose bumps all over his body.

As the only son in the family without any brothers or sisters, he really couldn't understand this kind of relationship, but to be honest... he was quite envious.

They were so unhappy one second, and dependent on each other the next. They had a strong sense of security in each other because they firmly believed that the other would not leave them.

Perhaps, only family members can do this!

After a while, the door of the operating room finally opened and the doctor came out.

"Doctor, how is she?"

Chu Zhihan rushed over and asked nervously.

"She took too much medicine, and it should have been impossible to save her, but fortunately she was brought here in time and is no longer in danger of death."

"Great, great!"

Chu Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but have tears in her eyes again. She shook her hand and expressed her gratitude to God, "Thank you, God. I knew that Qiao An would be fine."

Chu Zhihan's clenched fist gradually loosened at this moment, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

"But..."

The doctor pushed his glasses and hesitated to speak.

This one sentence made the two people feel like they were on a bungee jumping machine, going up and down, and extremely nervous.

"But what? Tell me now!"

Chu Zhihan grabbed the doctor's arm, his eyes widened, and asked hurriedly.

"However, I see that this patient is not very clear-headed. She seems to have a serious mental or psychological disorder. I think you should pay more attention to her psychological problems than her physical recovery. I suggest you find a better psychologist for her. Otherwise, I think this situation will recur again."

After the doctor finished speaking, he shook his head and left.

Every day, many people are sent to the emergency room of the hospital to commit suicide by taking pills. Each of them looks dazed and sick. Joan's condition is the worst among all the suicides the doctor has ever seen.

In this state, it is really useless to rescue the body. The psychological problem must be solved first before long-term recovery can be achieved.

Following the doctor's words, Chu Zhihan's condition became extremely depressed.

So much so that when Joan was transferred to the general ward and had regained consciousness, and the nurse informed her family that they could visit her, Chu Zhihan was still standing at the door of the ward, without the courage to go in.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Zhixin noticed something unusual about Chu Zhihan and asked him softly.

"Nothing, you guys go in and see her, I won't go in."

Chu Zhihan's eyes flickered as he looked at the door of the ward. He clearly wanted to pay attention to everything about Qiao An, but he didn't even have the courage to look through the crack in the door.

"Why don't you go in and take a look? Maybe... Qiao An really needs you right now."

Chu Zhixin was not sure who Qiao An needed right now, but she guessed that Qiao An should need her brother now?

After all, when people are at the moment of life and death, they are at their most vulnerable. At this time, the person they want to see most is the most important person and the person they care about the most.

Qiao An may still hate Chu Zhihan, but the person who is most important to her and whom she cares about the most must be Chu Zhihan.

Otherwise, when she was dying in the village of Bianjiang, she wouldn't have been talking to herself, wanting to see Chu Zhihan for the last time!

"The doctor said that she has serious psychological problems. I am her shadow. If she doesn't want to live again after seeing me, I..."

Chu Zhihan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "I really don't dare to take this risk again."

Thinking that Joan had committed suicide countless times because of him, if he still rushed forward to do the same, he would be really selfish.

"Perhaps, I shouldn't have anything to do with her anymore. Go in and tell her that I will never appear in front of her again. She can continue to live in Chuzhai, and I will move to Luoshui Wharf. I'm leaving!"

Chu Zhihan took a deep breath and felt that even if he got closer to Qiao An, he would hurt her, let alone see her, so he might as well disappear.

"Don't think like that. She has slowly been accepting you. Her illness this time has nothing to do with you. It's because..."

"But what?"

Chu Zhihan frowned and asked anxiously, "What are you hiding from me? You keep hesitating, why don't you tell me!"

"I did hide some things from you, mainly because I was afraid that you would be too impulsive and make things more complicated."

Chu Zhixin sighed deeply, then said solemnly: "How about this, I'll check on Qiao An's condition first, and when Qiao An is in better condition, I'll tell you the whole story, and then we can discuss how to solve it, do you think it's okay?"

Chu Zhihan lowered his head, thought for a moment, then clenched his fists, "Okay, you look at things calmly and far-sightedly than I do, I will listen to you."

"Wait for my news."

Chu Zhixin patted Chu Zhihan's shoulder, hoping that the man would feel at ease.

At the same time, she also felt very relieved, because this was the first time that her arbitrary and paranoid brother chose to listen to her "opinion", and it was about Joan, who had the greatest impact on his emotions. She felt that her brother was also changing.

"You guys wait outside first, I'll go in and see Qiao An."

After Chu Zhixin finished talking to Chu Zhihan and Baili Chengfeng, he came to the door of the ward, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.

Qiao An, who had just escaped from the gates of hell, lay there quietly with a wooden expression on her face, making it impossible to tell her emotions.

Chu Zhixin was not unfamiliar with such scenes. After all, Qiao An had indeed "committed suicide" too many times.

"Qiao An..."

She came to the bedside and called the woman's name softly.