"Fortunately, it's just the butler. Can you please send someone to bring the supper? I can't leave now." Feng Ran said.

"No problem, I'll deliver the food to the door." The butler has always done things like delivering food by himself.

Since Fu Junhuan got this disease, the only one who could have a little contact with him was the housekeeper.

Even his family had no choice but to do anything to him.

Therefore, before Feng Ran came, Fu Junhuan's three meals were basically responsible for the butler.

After the butler brought the things up, he couldn't help but be surprised when he looked at the scene inside.

If he read correctly, his young master looked at Dr. Xia and turned out to be gentle!

"Doctor Xia, the situation of the young master..." The housekeeper stopped talking.

"The situation should be better than the original one." Because she wasn't sure if she walked away, would his situation become what it was again.

This is what makes her most distressed.

Because of the illusion he created for her, she couldn't make a good judgment.

After confirming the situation here, the butler hurried down to send messages to the master.

After hearing the butler on the phone that a new psychologist had been accepted by his son, Fu's father almost flew back.

As soon as he returned home, he couldn't wait to ask the butler about the situation.

"Lao Luo, where is the new doctor?" Dad Fu asked a little anxiously.

"Stay with the young master upstairs."

The young master's illness has always been the master's heart disease. Now that I finally heard the good news, I was overjoyed.

In order not to disturb Fu Junhuan, Fu's father did not let Feng Ran down, but went upstairs to see the situation.

At this time, Feng Ran was having dinner with Fu Junhuan. There was a small table between them, which looked a little crowded, but the atmosphere flowing between them was so warm.

Dad Fu looked a little excited and unconsciously entered the room.

But as soon as he took a step, Fu Junhuan glanced at him with a cold eye.

It's like looking at strangers completely without any temperature.

Feng Ran naturally noticed this.

"Junhuan, can I go out for a while? I will be back soon." Feng Ran asked tentatively.

Looking at his gradually sinking expression, Feng Ran added: "Just at the door, don't go anywhere else!"

Fu Junhuan's expression then eased.

He nodded, his eyes softly falling on her: "Don't run away secretly."

The voice was still gentle, but for no reason she could hear a bit of danger.

"Don't run." After calming down his emotions, Feng Ran got up and walked out the door.

After seeing her come out, Fu's father hurriedly asked, "Doctor Xia, how is Junhuan's condition?"

For seven years, he has been locked up in the room and has not contacted people or things from the outside world. He has almost isolated himself from the outside world. He has hired a psychologist and almost thought about all the ways he can think of, but in the end he has done useless work.

Even until now, he knew nothing about his son.

Feng Ran glanced at Fu Junhuan, turned to Fu's father again, and asked, "Did Fu Junhuan always be like this, or did he become like this because of what he encountered?"

The list given to her by the dean did not clearly explain what Fu Junhuan's illness was, and she couldn't ask Fu Junhuan directly because if she didn't pay attention, it might stimulate him.

Speaking of this, Dad Fu couldn't help but sigh, his face feeling a little embarrassed.

Seeing that he didn't want to mention it more, Feng Ran continued, "Only by knowing what the patient had encountered before, I can prescribe the right medicine."

Congenital psychological illness is rare, and most of the cases are caused by acquired encounters.

In the original plot, he might be just a supporting role in it. The author did not mention the cause of Fu Junhuan, but just wrote it like this.

If it's just a plot bug, then she has nothing to say. But if it's not, it's a different matter.

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I've been busy recently, so please forgive me...
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