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Chapter 21, completely out of control

Lin Xinyan came to the hospital, and He Ruize sat in the corridor outside the ward, with his hands on his knees, and his back slightly arched, as if he was thinking about something.

Even Xin Linyan stood beside him, he didn't notice it.

"What are you thinking?"

He Ruize looked up and saw that it was Lin Xinyan who was calming down. He looked into the ward, "Your mother's mood is not very good."

Lin Xinyan was prepared, "Well, you go back and rest, I'll watch here."

He Ruize's eyes flew over her abdomen, "You need rest yourself."

"Don't worry, I can take good care of myself." Lin Xinyan smiled at him with a relaxed smile.

He Ruize was silent for a moment and nodded, "Call me if you have something to do."

Lin Xinyan responded, He Ruize stood up, walked outside, and looked at his back. Lin Xinyan pursed his lips. Although he had known him for a long time, he had no idea about him. His family background, and his relatives, were almost ignorant.

It was obvious that he had something to do just now that he was so immersed in thinking.

At this time, He Ruize stopped and turned to look at Lin Xinyan, "I heard something from which women I asked about it. Someone gave them money and asked them to say it, and even poured paint on your door."

Lin Xinyan nodded.

"Well, brother, if you have any worries, you can tell me." Lin Xinyan looked at him.

He Ruize chuckled, "I'm fine."

Lin Xinyan did not continue to ask questions, everyone has something they don’t want to say to others.

After He Ruize left, she did not enter the house immediately, but was thinking, who bought which Lingju?

Lin Yuhan? Shen Xiuqing?

But they didn't know they were pregnant.

So--

Bang!

Suddenly, the sound of broken things sounded in the ward. Lin Xinyan raised his heart and pushed open the door. He saw the broken glass cup under Zhuang Zijin's feet. She walked over and bent over to pick up the glass residue on the ground. "Mom, do you want to drink water, do you sit down first, I will clean up the place and pour it for you-"

Before she could finish her words, Zhuang Zijin suddenly grabbed her wrist and looked dazed, "Yanyan."

Lin Xinyan raised his head and looked at his mother, "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Zijin seemed to be very entangled, but just grabbed Lin Xinyan's hand and tried harder, "Don't ask for the child in your belly, okay?"

Now it’s just started, and I’m born without a father. If I’m a yellow-haired and blue-eyed child again, what should others think of them?

Lin Xinyan knew that Zhuang Zijin was stimulated, but she did not expect that she would reiterate the old sayings.

"mom--"

Zhuang Zijin let go of her, and her soul was like she was out of her body, "If you don't want to, I know you don't want to."

She sat on the hospital bed and hurried on the head of the hospital bed, as if she was crazy, "Xin Qi is gone, no more-"

Lin Xinyan was shocked and a little incredible. She, what's wrong with her?

Lin Xinyan hurried to call the doctor, but Zhuang Zijin did not cooperate and had self-harm. The doctor gave her a sedative.

"A preliminary judgment is that the patient may have suffered from mental illness." The doctor made a preliminary judgment after examination.

Lin Xinyan's body shook, and he stood firm with his hands on the cabinet behind him, "How could it be so serious?"

"Did your mother suffer from trauma in her heart before? In fact, this was not caused by a stimulus, but by the fact that it was caused by the depression in her heart for too long and after the outbreak."

Lin Xinyan's lips trembled. After her mother was sent abroad by Lin Guoan, she never smiled. She must have felt traumatized. Later, her younger brother was born and suffered from autism. Later, when her younger brother died and she became pregnant, everything was a big blow to her.

This excitement was the last straw that overwhelmed her.

Her tolerance has reached its limit. As long as she gently touches the fragile string in her heart, she will completely lose control.

"How to treat it?" Lin Xin said incoherently, just holding on.

The doctor sighed, "Mental illness is not easy to treat. Are you familiar with Dr. He? He is the psychiatric doctor. I think he should be able to help you."

Lin Xinyan thought of He Ruize’s previous performance, did he notice something?

Just not talking to her?

"I suggest transfer your mother to psychiatric department."

Lin Xinyan nodded and said yes.

After seeing the doctor off, Lin Xinyan spread on the ground. She stared at Zhuang Zijin's own scratched face, and was so heartbroken that she could not breathe.

I kept recalling her crazy and even self-harm in my mind.

On the same day, Zhuang Zijin was transferred to the psychiatric department because mentally ill patients are emotionally unstable and will hurt themselves and unconsciously hurt others. Even relatives can only visit them within the specified time.

Almost isolated from the outside world for treatment.

After leaving the hospital, Lin Xinyan packed up Zhuang Zijin and his own things and left the house.

Because of the things on the door, the landlord did not refund the deposit.

Zhuang Zijin's medical expenses were all paid by He Ruize for her.

I feel that I owe He Ruize more and more.

When she was so confused that she stopped the car in the villa, she took her bag and paid to get off.

Standing at the door of the villa, she was in a daze, but she didn't expect that she would temporarily settle down in this place.

When she wanted to enter the house, she drove in a car. She lived here for a while and recognized Zong Jinghao's car, so she stood still without moving.

Zong Jinghao got out of the car and looked at Lin Xinyan standing there, his voice slightly cold, "Where have you been?"

He went to the hospital and said that she had already been discharged. What did she do in the past half day?

Lin Xinyan did not explain that Zhuang Zijin's affairs were already exhausted.

He said lightly, "There is something."

Zong Jinghao frowned, what is her attitude?

He stepped over—

In a daze, his face seemed to be filled with angry people, and many figures were stacked. Lin Xinyan's consciousness gradually blurred, and she lost consciousness when she saw the black eyes.

Zong Jinghao was moving quickly, and when she was about to fall to the ground, she caught her in the waist.

Her waist is slender, and she can't tell that she is pregnant at all. Her body is very soft. With such close contact, an inexplicable sense of familiarity surges out from the bottom of her heart.

Zong Jinghao frowned, the feeling was very subtle.

It's hard to explain.

I have known each other for a while, why do I feel so strange?

Before he could taste it carefully, two people walked in at the door, one was Guan Jin and the other was Bai Zhuwei.

When they saw Zong Jinghao holding Lin Xinyan, both of them were stunned.

Especially Bai Zhuwei, if she hadn't faced Zong Jinghao, she would have jumped in anger.

I was so crazy inside!

"Ah Hao—she—"

Zong Jinghao picked up Lin Xinyan, turned around and went into the house, and looked at Bai Zhuwei standing there with great concern, "Mr. Zong, even if he married Miss Lin, even if he didn't love her, he was a couple after all. You can't watch her faint on the ground and ignore it, right?"

Bai Zhu sneered slightly, "How come she fainted? Didn't she deliberately seduce her?"

Before Guan Jing could recover, Bai Zhuwei said again, "She is not sick or ill, and she faints well, isn't it strange?"

This is somewhat reasonable.

Compared to Lin Xinyan, I believe that Bai Zhu is a little more, after all, they have known each other for a long time and are partners at work.

Although Lin Xinyan is an unfortunate woman, she always has relatives. Unlike Bai Zhuwei who is lonely and alone, she has been following Zong Jinghao for so many years, so she naturally leans towards her.

Zong Jinghao, who was holding Lin Yanxin into the house, put her on the bed. When he was about to get up, Lin Xinyan suddenly grabbed the collar of his clothes—
Chapter completed!
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