Su Wanxin and Zhong Xian last t a few days ago.
Su Wanxin said she would get in touch with Zhong Xian, but so many unexpected things happened over these days that she forgot about it.
Therefore, when she saw Zhong Xian’s incoming call, she felt guilty.
Holding the phone with both hands, Su Wanxin took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and answered.
"Hello, Doctor Zhong!"
Zhong Xian: ...
Hearing Su Wanxin’s enthusiastic greeting, he was taken aback. "Why are you being so nice?"
"Hehe, I’m feeling guilty," Su Wanxin didn’t hide it, "I’ve been busy and forgot to contact you, sorry."
"I knew it would be like this."
Recently, rumors about Su Wanxin have spilled out of the financial circles and reached Zhong Xian’s ears.
Zhong Xian had asked Su Wanxin before if her family knew about her depression, and her answer was a very affirmative yes.
But now, Zhong Xian heard she’s an orphan with no family at all. He also heard she’s unmarried, and no one knows who the father of her child is.
This gave Zhong Xian quite a headache.
Does that an she is living alone? Isn’t she at risk of committing suicide at any mont?
"Um, Doctor Zhong, do you have ti this afternoon? I’ll co to see you."
"Don’t you have to work?" Zhong Xian was surprised by her initiative.
"I’m not going to work! Where are you? I’ll co right over."
Su Wanxin asked for his studio’s address, waved goodbye to Mu Xinghan, and planned to take a taxi there.
"Aren’t you taking with you?" Mu Xinghan leaned against the car, "Who are you seeing? Take with you."
"On a date, and you want to bring you along as a third wheel in broad daylight?"
"Such a player."
"Thank you~"
"Looking at others while eating from your own bowl."
"My appetite is big, haven’t you heard the entire financial circle is my harem?" Su Wanxin didn’t care what he said, bantered with him for a bit, and then hopped into a taxi and left.
Tens of minutes later, the car arrived at the destination.
Su Wanxin paid the fare and got out of the car, quickly seeing Doctor Zhong, whose hair was almost turning white from worry.
By this ti, Su Wanxin had already skipped out on half an hour of work.
"Why did you agree to et so readily today?" Zhong Xian invited her into his house and asked while sitting behind his desk.
"I don’t want to die," Su Wanxin shrugged nonchalantly. "I suddenly felt suicidal while eating just now, it felt a little dangerous."
Her lighthearted tone when talking about such matters made Zhong Xian feel even more concerned.
"What’s the situation?"
"Nothing much, just thought about slicing my hand along with the steak. But don’t worry, I held back."
"Have there been any other abnormal behaviors recently?" Zhong Xian asked with a frown.
"Abnormal... not really, just that my sleep might be a bit irregular. Sotis I need to take sleeping pills, and other tis I sleep like the dead, really heavily."
Zhong Xian’s gaze darkened, and he fell silent.
Seeing his reaction, Su Wanxin couldn’t help feeling uneasy. "What’s wrong? Isn’t being able to sleep a good thing? It’s better than popping pills, right?"
"Hypersomnia is a neurological disorder, you already have sleep issues, so I’m very worried it’s caused by your depression," Zhong Xian said with a serious expression while looking at her.
"Think carefully, when you suffered from hypersomnia, were there external factors troubling you? For example... did sothing happen that put a lot of pressure on you, made your emotions agitated, and so on?"
Su Wanxin seriously considered it, and the smile at the corner of her mouth faded bit by bit.
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