Really curled up in Langfeng's arms and kept sobbing. She couldn't calm herself down. Her reason and emotion seemed to return to her twelve year old.

The ambulance soon drove to Zhangjia. Lu Chen, Zhang Xinyang and Zhang Xinbo all went to the hospital to take care of Zhang Haotian. Lin Jiahui was taken care of by two maids.

Langfeng returned to the room with Zhenzhen trembling.

"It's so cold... I'm so cold..." Tian Zhenzhen's forehead was covered with cold sweat and his whole body was almost soaked.

The chaotic memory is repeating the torrential rain on the night of her father's death. The cold rain wet her clothes. The only thing she can feel from inside to outside is the penetrating cold.

Lang Feng wiped her cheeks and palms with a hot towel, but her temperature could not rise.

"Niuniu, look at me, look into my eyes."

Lang Feng probably knows what's wrong with her. This is a serious traumatic sequela and a psychological disorder after people encounter extreme danger or emotional collapse.

People who have been on the battlefield have had this experience. When he was a recruit, he faced bullets flying, his companions fell one by one, and also experienced a period of painful suffering. As soldiers, only by constantly honing their will can they overcome that fear, but for ordinary people, it may last a lifetime.

At the moment, Tian Zhenzhen couldn't focus on one point at all, and her mood was out of control.

"Look at me!! I want you to look at me!! " Langfeng's roar played a little role. Zhenzhen suddenly stopped, but his consciousness still didn't recover.

He pounced on her in the hope that kissing could awaken normal thinking.

The almost desperate plea was passed to the real lips, and the initial indifference gradually responded. The kiss lasted for a long time.

"Oh ~ ~ oh ~ ~ ~ Feng ~ ~" stole a gap, and she called out his name to stop the lingering deep kiss.

Panting away from her weak body, Lang Feng gently held her delicate face and asked softly:

"Is it better?"

"Well, well, thank you." Zhenzhen knows that she must have frightened Langfeng. She should be able to better control her emotions. She is neither Zhenzhen who is 12 years old nor a girl with worrying IQ.

"Why do you say thank you? I don't want to hear the word again."

"Well, I won't say it later."

Two people lay limply in bed, waiting for the news from the hospital.

Zhang Haotian's escape from the danger of life is no big deal, but he needs to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. His three brothers take care of his father and don't need her to add trouble at all.

Langfeng goes to work in the company during the day and directly returns to Zhangjia at night. Now there are only two women left at home. His best choice is to stay.

Dr. Robert from the United States lived in Zhangjia for two days. Tian Zhenzhen has been carefully imitating Niuniu's lifestyle. She has seen the photos and videos of Niuniu's previous life taught by Lu Chen. It is easy to perform with her IQ.

Lang Feng called Secretary sun to take Dr. Robert to the airport. On the way, he learned about Niuniu's condition with the authoritative psychologist.

Dr. Robert became Zhang Xinqi's exclusive psychologist many years ago. According to him, Miss Zhang had an accident in the year when she was under the age of six. Since then, her intelligence level has decreased significantly. There are no problems with all kinds of brain scans. She can only suspect that it is occlusive disease caused by psychological factors.

Langfeng felt that Dr. Robert's words also confirmed Lao Mo's statement that Niuniu has a split personality. The smart one has emerged, but there is still a question that is not clear, that is, what degree Niuniu's IQ has reached.

Robert's suggestion is: if facing patients with psychological disorders, don't over stimulate them, and try to cater to her thoughts for counseling, so as to let the patients gradually adapt to the correct personality.

Lang Feng agreed with the doctor. He left Robert's contact information and watched him get on the plane to the United States.

Zhang Haotian's heart is basically healed. When he comes home for convalescence, Langfeng has taken Niuniu away. It's better for his woman to live beside him.

Tian Zhenzhen left Zhangjia with more luggage this time, and Lu Chen also went with her, which made Lang Mingzhu very happy. She arranged Lu Chen's room herself and used the room next to her bedroom. Lu Chen refused, but he couldn't resist the little girl's death.

"Uncle... Uncle... Uncle... Did you sleep?" Lang Mingzhu has not seen Lu Chen for many days. She misses her very much. While her family has returned to their room to rest, she secretly runs to the next door and gently calls.

"Sleep." Lu Chen didn't even open the door and directly rejected her harassment.

"Are you still talking after sleeping? Open the door and I'll bring you some supper. " Lang Mingzhu's courteous attitude made Lu Chen helpless. He opened a little crack in the door and saw Lang Mingzhu's slightly short stature looking left and right. He seemed very afraid of being found.

Lang Mingzhu pushed open the door and rushed directly into the house, quickly sliding the door lock.

"Where's my night snack?" Lu Chen looked up and down at the little girl. She seemed to have nothing to eat.

"You wait." Lang Mingzhu said and rubbed her two small hands together. One hand suddenly pulled Lu Chen's hand and ankle, and the other hand stuffed something into it.

A packaged candy appeared in his palm. It turned out that she had learned a little magic.

"Well, thank you. Now please leave my room." Lu Chen put the candy in his pocket, crossed the side of Lang Mingzhu and opened the door.

"Uncle, don't be so heartless ~ ~ I'm here to play games with you."

"It's late. I don't suggest you play any games. You have to go to school tomorrow. Go to bed quickly."

Lu Chen dragged Lang Mingzhu's body to send her out, but she still reluctantly tried to stay a little longer.

Adolescent girls, persistent, rebellious, impulsive, such emotions almost all exist in the Pearl.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle, I see the guard on your arm has been taken down. Is it okay?" One of her feet was stuck in the door and barely kept from being pushed out completely.

"Well, just don't do strenuous exercise. Thank Miss Lang for her concern. Let's go quickly."

Lu Chen doesn't want to be entangled by this girl at the bottom of his heart, but the more so, the more he can't hide.

"My last word, really one." Lang Mingzhu said anxiously before exhausting all her strength.

Lu Chen stopped and looked straight into her eyes. Suddenly, his tender face came towards him. Before he made any response, a gentle kiss had fallen on his cheek.

"Good night, uncle ~ ~" Lang Mingzhu's hurried escape soon disappeared at the door of the next room. Lu Chen stood motionless and did not slow down from the sneak attack for a while.

The night was deep and people were sleepless. Lu Chen went to Lang's yard in a single coat. He rode his black motorcycle racing car and squatted next to it carefully by virtue of the street lights and moonlight in the yard.

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