Madam Dihao is not good

Sikong Zeye couldn't stay for a moment, got up and walked out of the bathroom, just as he was about to leave the bedroom, there was a loud noise from the bathroom.

His steps stopped.

Obviously should continue to leave, no matter what she does

The hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were twitching violently. With his eyes darkened, he took a few steps forward, then turned around vigorously, and turned back.

When he walked into the bathroom, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. [

Bai Yunshang fell into a pool of blood, and the glass wall beside her was shattered, which was obviously the mark of a heavy blow on the head.

The shattered glass was still dripping with long strips of blood, which was shocking...

It rained all night, and the typhoon roared like a giant, shaking with the thunder.

Bai Yunshang with gauze on her head is lying on the big bed>

The doctor put away his equipment and said: "Except for the trauma of the impact, she has no other wounds... But mental illness cannot be ruled out."

The man froze: "Mental illness?"

"The initial diagnosis may be depression. This is a common mood disorder, which can be caused by various reasons. The main clinical feature is marked and persistent depression, and the depression is not commensurate with the situation. In severe cases, suicidal thoughts and Behavior..." The doctor paused and said, "Of course, this is just my guess, it's best to wait for this lady to wake up before consulting a psychiatrist."

After the doctor left, the bedroom fell silent.

Sikong Zeye remained silent, sitting by the bed and watching Bai Yunshang's sleeping face.She was really haggard, very haggard.

He reached over and pushed her hair aside.