Chapter 2032： Unfortunately, I can't save her.

Chapter 2032, unfortunately, I can’t save her.

Chapter 2034 is a pity, I can't save her.

Zhou Sheng Beiqian's professionalism in psychology has a high reputation in the international arena.

He has a formal psychologist license from M and EU.

His professionalism is beyond doubt.

Even now, he can't stand up, but this does not affect his professionalism in psychology.

Dr. Heber’s intercourse, such as a gynaecologist who can see the mountain, can see the problem. How can Zhou Sheng’s Beiqian not see it?

He is just...

unbelievable.

Not willing to accept.

Dr. Fitch is his teacher and his doctor. You should know that psychologists have more negative emotions than the average person. They are the patient's garbage emotion receivers. They always have to receive countless garbage emotions. Over time, their psychology will also cause problems, so the law stipulates that all psychologists, All must have their own guidance doctor, that is, the psychiatrist should also go to the psychiatrist regularly!

Mr. Fitch, this is a role for Zhou Shengbei Qian. Of course, the professional quality of Dr. Fitch is no doubt. Even Dr. Heber’s different circles know the name of Dr. Fitch.

Obviously, Doctor Fitch is the last hope of Zhou Shengbei Qian.

Zhou Sheng Beiqian saw the situation of cloud painting very clearly. He could do nothing. In desperation, the only one he can trust to ask for help is his own teacher, Constantine Fitch.

Heber is not optimistic.

Doctor Fitch’s ability is indeed very strong, but how much worse is Zhou Sheng Beiqian than him?

They are top psychologists, and their differences in ability and professionalism are minimal. It is impossible to say a very obvious symptom, Fitch can judge, Zhou Shengbei Qian judged.

It is also impossible to say that a disease, Fitch can cure, Zhou Shengbei Qian has no way.

nonexistent.

The gap between Zhou Shengbei Qian and Fitch is not so obvious.

and so……

Nothing is the hope of one in ten thousand in despair.

Dr. Heber sees it thoroughly and can't say anything.

......

It is a sleepless night.

Zhou Ning said, "Mr. Zhou Sheng, I must report the season."

Zhou Shengbei Qian gently nodded.

In fact, it should have been said.

It’s just that the cloud painting has not been out of danger. He and Zhou Ning are all in a huge panic. For a while, they didn’t even inform the family.

Later, her condition was stabilized. The doctor said that she was only asleep, and the doctor also thought that sleeping was good for her body recovery. Zhou Sheng Bei Qian and Zhou Ning were a little calmer, thinking that after she woke up, she was consulted. After the comments, I decided to tell Jijia. After all, she kept her family secret. She didn't want people to know what she was pregnant. It was easy to pass on to the family.

Then it is unclear.

But who can think that her physical condition is getting better and recovering quickly, but after she wakes up, she...has become like this!

At this time, the cloud paintings have been unable to communicate at all.

Zhou Ning can no longer drag, she is discussing with Zhou Shengbei Qian, but in fact, it is telling Zhou Sheng Bei Qian's own decision. Fortunately, Zhou Sheng Bei Qian, like her thinking, believes that the family must be informed!

Zhou Ning went to the phone.

Zhou Shengbei Qian stayed in the ward and held her hand tightly.

She has no reaction.

He looked at her, took her hand, put it on his lips, and kissed him gently. "Drawing, what should I do?"

What should I do?

No one can tell.

Zhou Ning’s phone call has been playing for a long time.

Zhou Ning, who came back, was ugly to the extreme.

Zhou Shengbei Qian looked at her. "You called the season old?"

"I am worried that the old man can't bear it. I called Mr. Tan." Zhou Ning whispered, "Mr. Tan is her biological father."

Zhou Shengbei Qian nodded. "Don't tell others for a while. She..."

Zhou Shengbei Qian looked at the cloud painting that was still unresponsive on the hospital bed and said softly: "She would not want so many people to know what she is like at the moment."

Zhou Ning is silent.

......

The next day.

When Zheng Yue, Ji Changqing and Tan Shaoning went to the hospital, Fitch had just diagnosed the cloud painting.

The application route is too slow, and the three people who talked about it came directly to the civil aviation overnight.

On the other side of Dr. Fitch, Zhou Sheng Beiqian personally called and pleaded that even if he was busy, Dr. Fitch would not refuse the pleading of the apostles, and he would fly over the next morning.

“Very serious PTSD.” Dr. Fitch took a look at Zhou Sheng Bei Qian and explained the condition directly to the patient's family. “According to the knowledge, the patient suffered a major blow in a short period of time, and her mental state was in a state of collapse. On the verge of the arrival of this child, her spirit is forcibly brought back to the normal line, so when the child has an accident, her mental breakdown will be heavier and more thorough than before."

“Treatment?” Dr. Fitch shook his head. “This situation is very difficult and requires family members with sufficient patience and time. The most important thing is to see if the patient is willing to receive treatment and whether he is willing to return to normal.”

Talking about the clenching of Shaoning’s fists, the fists on the blue veins.

Ji Changqing was shaking all over.

Talking about Zheng Yue holding Ji Changqing in one hand, his face was pale and his eyes were blood red. "What should I do now?"

Dr. Fitch said, "I will follow my plan first, but you must be mentally prepared."

Ji Changqing’s face was tears. “Doctor, can she still return to normal?”

Dr. Fitch sighed. "Unfortunately, although I am a psychiatrist, I can't guarantee you anything. I have cured many cases, but I can't do anything in many cases. I am sorry."

Ji Changqing almost didn't come up in one breath.

......

Three days later, Dr. Fitch told the family very regrettable.

"In these few days, I have tried every means to stimulate the patient and try to get the patient to respond. However..." Dr. Fitch regretted that "the patient's desire for survival is extremely low and there is no response to external stimuli. She The current state is not a vegetative person, but it is similar to a vegetative person. She has no sense of her own... Unfortunately, I can't save her."

Ji Changqing was completely frozen. She couldn't accept it. She grabbed Fitch's arm. "Doctor, doctor, don't give up, don't give up, save her, she is so small, she is so small..."

Fitch hesitated, whispered, "Time is a cure for everything. Mental illnesses can't be particularly urgent, take it slowly. You can treat her as a newborn, mentally handicapped baby, take care of it, maybe... maybe One day, her consciousness will come back..."

Ji Changqing completely collapsed.

Like taking care of a newborn baby with a mental retardation?

However, infants with intellectual disabilities will at least swallow their own drinking water, with the most basic survival instinct.

And what about her?

She can't even swallow, she can only rely on esophagus and nutrients to eat...

(End of this chapter)