C445 Treatment

Ye Litao left after eating dinner, and did not stay any longer.

Because he was here, Bai Youyou did not feel comfortable eating this meal. Although she did not speak and he did not look at him, she still could not let go of it.

Ye Mingchen finished his meal indifferently.

After Ye Litao left and the two finished cleaning up, Ye Mingchen sat on his bed and read the global economic newspaper.

Bai Youyou helped him put on his clothes, but it seemed like Ye Mingchen didn't need to go to the company tomorrow. Thus, she spoke in her private thoughts: "Will you wear this tomorrow?"

In her hand was the new black shirt she had bought today.

The white shirt was demure and demure, but the black shirt was a bit sexy and seductive.

Ye Mingchen nodded. Seeing Bai Youyou's blushing face, he raised his eyebrows and realized that she was being careful.

Bai Youyou lowered his eyes and did not look at her. She silently put the clothes that had been matched to the side, sat on the bed and stared into his eyes: "Do you like me?"

"I like it."

Ye Mingchen answered without hesitation as he raised his hand to look at her head silently.

Bai Youyou's eyes instantly lit up, her smile was extremely sweet.

Ye Mingchen caressed her soft and smooth hair a few times, then suddenly thought of something. His eyes darkened as he said: "Wandering, do you want to cure your depression?"

Bai Youyou's smile froze. She had never taken the initiative to tell him about her illness.

However, this was not a disease that could be covered up. After interacting with him for a long time, he would eventually discover that something was amiss. Moreover, Ye Mingchen was by her side when she went to the hospital. There was a possibility that a doctor might bring up this matter.

Only, on her own, she didn't want Ye Mingchen to know that she had such an illness.

She didn't want him to know because she thought she was abnormal. She was afraid that he would turn his back on her.

Bai Youyou looked at Ye Mingchen's handsome face, his heart trembling uncontrollably. However, the expression of disdain that she had imagined had never appeared on Ye Mingchen's face.

"Yes."

She lowered her eyes and admitted it.

You don't know anything about paranoia, do you?

If he knew, how would he react?

As his fingers pinched the flesh, Ye Mingchen pried them apart. There were still faint marks of scars on his hands.

Ye Mingchen leaned on the headboard, and said in a deep voice: "Spread out both of your hands, in front of you."

Bai Youyou obeyed. ShShespread his hands and placed them on top of the blanket, but she was anxious inside. He curled her fingers, as though she was about to clench her hands again.

Sensing Ye Mingchen's cold gaze, Bai Youyou immediately became obedient and straightened her arms. She acted like a student who had been targeted by her teacher, performing extremely well.

Ye Mingchen said indifferently: "I have a friend, a doctor in this field. He said that he wants to give you a psychological test and then treat you."

"A psychological test?" Bai Youyou replied softly, "There's no need for that, I'm already pretty much recovered, so I don't need to eat any medicine right now. And I have a doctor following up on the treatment. "

The more she spoke, the more anxious she became. On one hand, she was worried that Ye Mingchen would despise her, and on the other hand, she was afraid that he would really test her.

What if I find out that I still have paranoid personality disorder?

A depression had scared her.

"He's a world-famous psychotherapist. He's pretty good, so it's not a big deal for him to see, is it?"

Ye Mingchen's voice was very soft, half comforting, half guiding.

Bai Youyou wanted to nod his head, but she kept her head low and did not speak. Her fingers were about to tighten again, and she was grabbed and pulled away by Ye Mingchen.

"Wound yourself with your nails, and spread your palms whenever you talk to me in the future."

With that, Bai Youyou nodded her head and stretched out her hand, indicating that she will not hold anything back.

The corner of Ye Mingchen's mouth rose, and a smile emerged on his face. "You nodded to agree to let the psychotherapist have a look."