Chapter 3 Mania

After being depressed for a long time, he got up and washed his face again, changed his clothes and went to see a psychiatrist.

If you don't cure yourself, you will die.

After a simple test in a psychological testing agency, the psychiatrist told him clearly: "You have mania."

"What!" Zhao Xingchen suddenly lost his composure, and quickly stood up and shouted.

"I guess you have been in a high-pressure working environment for a long time, which caused your mental tension for a long time, which caused mania." The doctor analyzed the cause of the disease from the psychological test given to him.

Zhao Xingchen thought that he had worked an average of more than [-] hours a day in the past three years, even working overtime on weekends, and it was very rare for him to go home and have a meal with his family.

Except for business banquets, he spends most of his time in the company canteen to settle matters. As for what to eat, the assistant buys what he eats.

Now that the company's situation has stabilized, he no longer needs to do a lot of work.

Even if he delegates some work to his subordinates now, he can rest assured because he has absolute confidence in himself.They can't make much trouble under their own hands.

The psychiatrist told Zhao Xingchen the precautions, such as not to work too hard, and not to put too much pressure on yourself. During this period of time, if you relax a little, the symptoms can basically be relieved.

Zhao Xingchen listened attentively to the doctor's instructions, and at the same time he decided to take a vacation for himself.

After leaving the psychological testing institution, he made a phone call.

"Hello! What's the matter!" A tough voice came from the phone.

"Dad, you can go back to the company tomorrow and help me with my office work for a while, I won't go back for now." Zhao Xingchen explained to him.

His tone was still calm, and Father Zhao didn't notice any abnormality in him.

"Brat, I handed over the company to you three years ago just to enjoy family happiness with your mother. After three years, you have also successfully taken over the company.

Now you suddenly want to act as a hands-off shopkeeper and throw the company back to me, what are you doing! "Father Zhao pretended to be heartbroken and said.

Zhao Xingchen patted his forehead helplessly, he had nothing to do with this irresponsible father's "top acting skills".

This is how he dumped the company three years ago to Zhao Xingchen, who just graduated from college and was still a stunned young man, forcing him to change from a person who doesn't understand company management to a well-known tyrant in the industry now.

"I'm sick." The tone was still flat, as if it wasn't me who was sick but someone else.

"What? Brat, you really don't know how to lie at all, and you don't learn how your father and I..."

Halfway through speaking, Father Zhao stopped suddenly.

He knew that his son never lied since he was a child, and he didn't bother to lie. Could it be that he was really sick?
Father Zhao took a deep breath and asked seriously, "Are... are you really sick?"

"What do you think? Is it necessary for me to lie to you? Now that the power of the company is in my hands, if I delegate the power to you, won't I waste so many years in vain?
And I just came out of the hospital and was diagnosed with mania. "Zhao Xingchen said.

"Then it's okay now."

"It's okay, I just can't sleep. The doctor said that if I continue to work hard, I can't cure it with drugs."

"You come back first, we'll talk about it later when we have something to say." Father Zhao calmed down and said to Zhao Xingchen.

"Ok!"

After speaking, Zhao Xingchen instructed the driver: "Go back to the old house!"

The Zhao family's old house is not in the urban area, but in the suburbs.

It is like a paradise, and it has bought it for a radius of five miles.

It is not a traditional Chinese-style building. As soon as you enter the door, you can see lush trees, strange flowers, and a clear stream that twists and turns from the depths of the flowers and trees to the crevices of the rocks.

There is clear running water flowing inside the small bridge, and a few roses and bushes are interspersed in the middle of the side path, which makes people linger and forget to return.

Zhao Xingchen walked slowly under such beautiful scenery, and the fragrance of flowers in the air made his tense spirit relax a lot.

Unlike Zhao Xingchen's relaxed state, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother in the room showed another expression.

"You said that my son will be fine! I heard that mental illnesses like mania are very difficult to treat. I'm afraid...I'm afraid that he will pass away before I have a daughter-in-law." Mother Zhao said sadly.

"It's okay, don't think too much about it. That kid has never bothered to lie since he was a child. He said it's okay if he says it's okay.

During this period of time, I will help him take care of the company first, and let him rest for a while and he will be fine. "Father Zhao said in relief.

After Zhao's mother agreed, the two were still sighing, worried about Zhao Xingchen's illness.

"When your son comes in, don't be like this. Go up and wash your face and see how your eyes are swollen. He will feel more psychologically stressed when he sees you like this!" Father Zhao instructed.

"Okay, I'll go upstairs to tidy up first, and put on some concealer by the way."

When Zhao Xingchen walked into the house, only Father Zhao was in the living room.

"Dad! Where's my mother?" Zhao Xingchen shouted.

"You little heartless, tomorrow I will abandon your mother and go back to the company to help you. You actually went to your mother as soon as you got home without even asking me to say hello. I'm so sad."

Zhao's father once again opened his Oscar-winning actor-level eyes, so that Zhao Xingchen was able to deduct three rooms and two halls with his feet.

"If you hadn't dumped the company on me, how could I have this disease." Zhao Xingchen said expressionlessly.

"I didn't inherit the company I have worked so hard for most of my life to you because you can eat and drink without worrying about it in the future." Father Zhao retorted.

The company was not handed over to him at all because he wanted to enjoy his old age with Zhao's mother, really not.

"Don't talk about it, where is my mother?" Zhao Xingchen searched for his mother whom he hadn't seen for a long time on the first floor.

Father Zhao said: "Don't look for her, she is upstairs, she will come down in a while."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Zhao Xingchen's voice just fell, and Zhao's mother came down.

His face was no longer red and swollen from crying just now, and he didn't know how much concealer was used to cover it up, but Zhao Xingchen didn't see it.

"Let's go! Let's go to the dining room to eat! You must be hungry." Mother Zhao shouted.

The father and son looked at each other and smiled, they did not continue to chat about the topic just now, and went to the dining room to eat together.

"Son, I specially asked the cook to prepare a full meal for you. You look thin, eat more." Mother Zhao picked up the chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Zhao Xingchen, for fear that he would not come home for a long time Shy and hungry.

Zhao Xingchen did not disappoint Zhao's mother's expectations, he just put everything in the bowl into his mouth.

He hadn't had a good dinner for a long time, and he opened his belly to the various delicacies on the table and began to eat.

(End of this chapter)

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