Madam spoiled by villain again

Chapter 99 The Psychiatrist
The lingering mist concealed the complex emotions in her eyes.

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Hazy rain and fog enveloped the entire capital.

The weather was overcast.

Qin Xirao nestled on the sofa and flipped through her books all afternoon.

In the evening, Ye Shao came over with a cup of hot water and fed her medicine.

All her medicines are coated with sugar.

The production is exquisite and small, and it is packed in a transparent glass bottle, like colorful skittles, and there is no trace of medicine at all.

Qin Xirao obediently swallowed a few antipyretics, went back to her room and went to sleep.

When it was completely dark, the door of the room was pushed open by a slender white hand.

A graceful and slender figure stood beside the bed, staring at the girl who was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Long black velvet-like hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, and under the long eyelashes were clear and delicate facial features.

She drooped her eyelashes, sleeping quietly, like the legendary Sleeping Beauty.

Even in his sleep, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Ye Shao stared at it for a while, making sure that the sleeping pills had taken effect, her breath had stabilized, she turned around, and walked out quietly.

Ye Shao stood on the balcony and pressed a phone.

Ye Qi's voice came from the phone, "Master."

Ye Shao's strange voice sounded a bit gloomy, "Let him come up."

"Yes."

After 3 minute, the door opened.

A young man with a suitcase walked in.

He was wearing a white casual attire and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes behind the lenses shone with wisdom and determination.

The whole person feels friendly and calm.

He walked in, his eyes stayed on Ye Shao's face for a moment, and there seemed to be a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he smiled, "Sir, excuse me, my patient...isn't you?"

Ye Shao's dark gaze was fixed on him, as if he was assessing something, strong and dangerous.

The man raised his hand and adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses. He smiled and introduced himself in a gentle manner, "My name is Zhao Ming, and I major in psychological medicine."

Zhao Ming, the most famous psychologist in Huaguo.

It is said that there is no mental illness that he cannot cure.

Ye Shao stared intently for a moment, lowered his pitch-black eyelashes, raised his hand and pushed Qin Xiluo's door open.

Zhao Ming followed behind him, his breath undisturbed.

On the big snow-white bed, Qin Xiluo was covered with a quilt, sleeping peacefully, her brows furrowed.

Clearly caught in some kind of nightmare.

But he didn't have the slightest intention to struggle to wake up.

Ye Shao stood by the bed and raised his hand to pat lightly.

Seemingly subconsciously, Qin Xirao hugged his arm and buried her face in it.

Standing behind Ye Shao, Zhao Ming waited quietly for a moment, and only stepped forward when Qin Xirao's mood stabilized.

He bent down and stretched out his hand, as if to touch the person on the bed.

Qin Xirao seemed to be aware of the invasion of a strange breath in her sleep.

Grabbing Ye Shao's arm, he tightened it suddenly, and there was a faint evil spirit between his brows, as if he was extremely frightened.

Seeing that Zhao Ming's hand was about to land on Qin Xiluo's forehead, suddenly a pale and slender hand flashed past his eyes, clamping his arm.

Great strength, revealing a touch of danger.

Zhao Ming lowered his head, looked at the arm lying in front of him, and sighed helplessly.

He stood up straight behind him, took a few steps back, helped his eyes on the sockets, and said in a listening, sincere tone, "Psychological problems, let's not talk about it for now, this lady, she has a high fever now..."

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