Liziting had some accidents. His father was obviously comforting him. Liziting said faintly, "I know."

Later

What he cares about is not the child, what he cares about is that he got her aborted.

It is impossible to make up for this without a future.

It can never be made up.

Li juefeng sat at the door, his black eyes staring at his son. For a moment, he just glanced at the food on the table and said, "eat, I'm hungry."

“……”

Li Ziting looked at him and walked over. Before he sat down, the voice of SMS rang out in his mobile phone.

Liziting took the mobile phone. It's Ganlu's message. It's recorded.

Click on the audio, listen to the voice of manna full of vitality from the mobile phone, "I Manna is not dead! So no matter how many times you hurt me, I will forgive you! No matter where you hide, I'll find you! "

“……”

The Japanese cabin was quiet.

The wind chimes are tinkling.

Li Ziting listened, his eyes crossed with a daze, and the position of his chest crossed the unknown pain.

Li Jue Feng raised his eyes to sweep him one eye, the corner of his lips raised a touch of radian, mocked and said, "you little girl friend have a good spirit."

I've been dumped and kicked. I've been looking for someone for a month, but it's fruitless. I'm so tired that she can be so energetic.

No wonder Gu Xiaoai appreciates her.

Like his family.

“……”

Smell speech, a trace of embarrassment on Li Ziting's face, quickly calm down, put the mobile phone, go to the table and sit down.

These days, Li juefeng will come every day, occasionally accompany him to dinner, more is to accompany him to watch the game.

The so-called company is just company.

Silence.

Two people can sit for hours without talking, just staring.

From the Japanese style suite, Li Jue Feng crossed the river to the opposite suite, and all the members of the medical team were working together.

The atmosphere is rigorous.

Li juefeng went over, took the doctor's collar, dragged him out of the room, stood outside, glared at him fiercely, and asked coldly, "when can my son be well?"

"Well... Young master Li's situation is quite special. He has all the symptoms of autism, but he is not particularly typical."

The attending doctor stood in front of Li Jue Feng and said, "he knows better than us how to treat his illness, and he is willing to cooperate, but because he knows better, our treatment has no effect on him.

This is too helpless.

"You mean he doesn't want to do it himself?" Li Jue roared coldly. He grabbed his collar and dragged him to himself.

"Of course not." The doctor quickly denied, "psychiatric diseases are not his own, if he wants to be good, if he doesn't want to be good, then it can't be called a disease."

What do you mean?! Don't give me crap Roared Li Jue Feng impatiently.

"What I mean is that we can't follow the usual way of treatment. Communication, communication and even medicine are useless to young master Li. We may have to find another way. We are studying other methods."

"Then do it quickly!" Li juefeng grabbed his collar and almost hung him up, "I tell you! If my son doesn't get better, I'll let you all be buried with him! "

"Yes, yes, Mr. Li, I know, I know..."

The doctor was strangled and his whole face was red. He was scared and said.