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Chapter 70 Posttraumatic Stress Syndrome

Pu Zimo?
When Ning Xiaoman yelled this person's name, Huo Shishen's hand holding her stiffened for a moment, and when he heard her next dream talk, the blood in his body seemed to flow backwards.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, she shook her head desperately with a painful expression on her face.

That way, it doesn't look like I'm dreaming, but like...

Huo Shishen's eyes suddenly sank, he hugged the person in his arms tighter, pressed his thin lips against her fair forehead, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the shock and heartache surging in his eyes had been suppressed, and what lingered around him was the anger that seemed to be gushing out in the next second.

"Pu Zimo..."

He gritted his teeth and spat out three words. For the first time, a serious killing intent flashed in his deep and dark eyes.

……

Henry, the private doctor who came back and forth, was confirming Ning Xiaoman's physical condition, and his spirit was extremely tense, not daring to make any mistakes.

Although the man beside him didn't say anything, just standing there, he could feel the cold and powerful aura emanating from this man's body.

Henry couldn't help wiping his cold sweat, money is hard to earn these days.

After the examination, he stood up, not daring to look into Huo Shishen's eyes, "Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo is really fine. This kind of cold does have a high fever for a while, but it's okay to get through that period now." There's nothing wrong with it, I just took her ear temperature, and now my wife's temperature has gradually dropped."

After saying this, he took out a wet towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Huo Shishen didn't look at him, his eyes were always on the woman on the bed.

Ning Xiaoman was still lying weakly on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was still pale, but his complexion was much better than before, and he slept a lot more peacefully, and he stopped talking in sleep.

Only then did he give a faint "hmm" and signaled Henry to go down.

After the door was closed, only the two of them were left in the bedroom.

Huo Shishen's eyes were heavy, he looked at the face of the woman on the bed motionlessly, wondering what he was thinking.

This time, besides Henry, he also called a psychiatrist over, and that happened to be the time when Ning Xiaoman's sleep talking was the worst.

Henry is an experienced private doctor who is proficient in gynecology. The psychiatrist is his wife, Jane. Both of them graduated from famous Ivy League schools abroad. They have excellent professional skills. They are both 50 and [-] years old and have rich experience. top doctor.

Jane lifted Ning Xiaoman's eyelids and took a few glances, guided her who was in a coma, then straightened up and said to Huo Shishen: "Boss Huo, Mrs. Huo is indeed not dreaming, but a traumatic stress response .”

"Can you know the content of the trauma?"

Jane shook her head, "Unless the patient is willing to speak out, relying on psychological guidance alone is not enough, and Mrs. Huo has obviously kept these traumas in her heart. She is very painful, but she is also very strong, so she will only treat her at her last If you show it a little when you are vulnerable, if you force yourself to know the content of the trauma, it is likely to cause secondary harm to Mrs. Huo."

Huo Shishen was silent for a long time before raising his head, "I hope you will keep the content of her sleep talk a secret."

Jane nodded, "Mr. Huo, don't worry, I have my own professional ethics."

After speaking, she glanced at the woman on the bed again, then opened the door and went out.

Her husband Henry was waiting for her in the living room. After greeting Aunt Li, the two left Xueyuan.

……

bedroom.

Huo Shishen still maintained the posture when Jane left, leaning against the door frame, his tall figure hidden in the faint light of the bedroom.

Like a beast lurking in the dark.

He subconsciously took out a pack of cigarettes, and just about to light it, he found that there was no fire. He searched for a lighter in the bedside table, and remembered that he hadn't smoked for a long time, and there was only a lighter in the study.

He smoked the cigarette dangling from his mouth, and wanted Aunt Li to bring it up, but when he saw the pale face of the woman on the bed, he sighed and threw the cigarette in his hand into the trash can.

The rest were also thrown in.

He just leaned against the door frame, quietly looking at Ning Xiaoman's closed eyes, feeling a little flustered in his chest.

After a while, he saw Ning Xiaoman frowning, his lips parted slightly, as if in pain.

Huo Shishen quickly raised his legs, walked quickly to the bed, leaned over her ear, "Xiao Man? What's wrong?"

Ning Xiaoman didn't seem to be awake yet, he just snorted a little uncomfortable, and then called out, "Huo Shishen..."

The man's eyes were slightly rippling, he looked down at her brows that suddenly loosened after he came over, and kissed her forehead.

"I'm here."

……

As Henry said, Ning Xiaoman's fever came and went quickly.

In the second half of the night, her repeated high fever had almost recovered. At six o'clock in the morning, she slightly opened her eyes and woke up.

"Um……"

Ning Xiaoman snorted softly, the sun outside the window hadn't risen yet, only a little refreshing light came in through the curtains.

She stretched, but woke up the man who was sleeping beside her, "Huo Shishen..."

She yelled, and when she met the man's slightly bloodshot eyes, her heart sank, "What's wrong with your eyes? Did you not sleep well last night?"

Huo Shishen slightly curled his lips, avoided her outstretched hand in silence, reached out and grabbed her wrist, put it on his lips, and kissed her palm, "I'm fine, do you feel better?"

Ning Xiaoman nodded and smiled at him, "It's much better, I just said I'm in good health, even if I'm sick, I'll get better soon!"

Huo Shishen: "..."

The gaze of the man in front of him, although he couldn't hide his tiredness from not sleeping well all night, was still bright and deep.

Ning Xiaoman lowered his head with some guilty conscience, looking at his appearance, he should have taken care of her all night last night...

She moved her neck and felt her body was refreshed and unobstructed. She remembered that she had a fever last night, but now her body didn't have the sticky feeling of fever and sweating, instead it was very comfortable.

Ning Xiaoman was very moved. When he thought of such a person who is so powerful in the mall and never said anything, he ran back and forth by the bed to take care of her last night, and he felt very sorry.

She hugged Huo Shishen's arm, shook it nasally, and said coquettishly, "I'm sorry, I must have exhausted you last night..."

Huo Shishen smiled nonchalantly, "I'm your husband, it's my duty to take care of you, huh?"

"Yeah." Ning Xiaoman smiled, and lay down sweetly in his arms, "Huo Shishen, you're so kind."

Hearing her coquettish words, Huo Shishen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes fell on her pretty face, he paused for a moment, and then asked hesitantly: "Last night you had a nightmare and talked a lot in your sleep, did you ...Do you still have any impressions?"

(End of this chapter)