The reborn sweet wife is so good at flirting, the abstinent Qi Ye fell into the trap

Entering from the main entrance is an entire overly manicured garden, surrounded by towering walls with sharp guardrails and scattered electric grids.

Walking along the only road out of the garden, you can see a pure white hospital building about ten stories high. There is only a large horizontal sign above the top floor with the name of the mental hospital written on it.

There are many green plants at the entrance of the hospital building, but it looks a little bleak because of the season.

When you enter the first floor, you can see the signs of the nurse station and the payment hall. The medical staff are wearing white overalls and white masks. They are walking in a hurry and look very busy.

As Shang Yang walked into the lobby on the first floor, an indescribable chill hit her.

Uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

Suppressing this feeling, Shang Yang continued walking forward and took the elevator down to the second underground floor.

The elevator opened with a ding, and the chill on my face became even worse.

When Shang Yang got out of the elevator, he saw a closed door. There was someone guarding the door with wary eyes.

"Who are you? You are not allowed to approach casually here." The guard glared at Shang Yang and yelled, "Get out of here!"

Shang Yang didn't speak, but the person leading the way took out a work ID card. After showing it to the guard, the man looked at Shang Yang and the person who showed the ID card. He frowned, as if he wanted to continue. When I asked something, I heard the door behind me open.

A gentle man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out. He was wearing a white research coat. His gray-haired temples showed signs of age on his face, but his posture was still upright.

Seeing this man coming out, the guard immediately stepped aside with respect.

"Xiao Jiu'er." The man's eyes lit up when he saw Shang Yang: "When did you come here? How come no one has told me about it?"

"When you are busy, why would you care about these things? I'm afraid you won't remember even if others have told you." Shang Yang curled his lips and looked at the person in front of him: "Jiuye, long-lost greetings."

"Are you so polite to me?" Master Jiu smiled, naturally put his hand on Shang Yang's shoulder and led her through the door: "I just have something here that I want you to see! This research If everything goes well, your illness will be cured!"

Shang Yang smiled slightly and let Master Jiu take her to a computer in the experimental area.

"Look, these values ​​are very beautiful!" Master Jiu pointed at a series of numbers on the screen with eyes burning: "Did you see it? The peak value here has been controlled."

Shang Yang looked at the screen, stretched out his hand and tapped a few shortcut keys on the keyboard to bring up the detailed data: "Well, it's really good. Master Jiu, have you been busy here while you were out of touch?"

"It's not like we lost contact..." Master Jiu touched the tip of his nose: "It's just that I haven't contacted you for the time being."

"Did you take the medicine on time?" Shang Yang glanced at Master Jiu: "Give me your hand."

Master Jiu smiled and handed over his hand.

Only then did Shang Yang put his fingertips on Master Jiu's wrist: "You haven't had a good rest recently. Master Jiu, you are no longer young."

"As expected of my little Jiu'er, what he says always hits the mark. Ah...my godfather is so hurt!" Master Jiu covered his chest, not looking as serious and cold as before, which made other researchers in the experimental area look at him frequently. , shocked that Master Jiu's expression could be so rich.

Only the people brought here by Master Jiu are used to it. My own Master Jiu is a slave to his daughter, so just get used to it.

"You should go to bed on time even if you are injured. Go to bed early and get up early." Shang Yang ignored Jiuye's poor acting skills and withdrew his hand, with her usual smile still on her face: "If you are full and hungry, you often eat cold food, eh?"

"Ahem." Master Jiu coughed lightly: "Don't just talk about me, I'll also check on you."

Saying that, Master Jiu took Shang Yang's hand and put his fingertips on her pulse: "Huh? Huh?!"

After letting go, Master Jiu took Shang Yang's arm and asked her to spin twice in front of him: "What? How could it be! Ah this!"

Then he put his fingertips on Shang Yang's wrist again: "That's wrong! This isn't right!"

Shang Yang looked at Master Jiu, with a rare tenderness in his cold eyes: "Master Jiu, I am very happy to find you."

"I'm happy too, I'm happy too, but you..." Master Jiu was perfunctory while checking his pulse, and then he was stunned: "Happy? You! You are happy!"

"Yes." Shang Yang nodded, his lips curved: "I'm very happy."

"It's amazing! It's amazing!" Master Jiu's eyes lit up: "Can you..." Before he finished speaking, Master Jiu immediately fell silent and looked around with cold eyes, warning him to look over with curious eyes. After the researchers, he took Shang Yang back to his office, closed the door and asked: "Xiao Jiu'er, are you saying that you can feel emotions?"

"Yeah." Shang Yang nodded: "Although it's still very limited, I can feel a lot of emotions."

"Tell us the details." Jiuye added, "The more detailed the details, the better."

"Sometimes I do a lot of things to make her happy, and I feel happy when I do these little things." Shang Yang recalled every moment of being with Bai Xinyu: "When I see her happy, I will be happier. But there’s something strange about it, I feel very happy, but I also want to cry.”

"Huh?" Master Jiu was slightly startled: "Him?"

"When I can't see her, I will always think about whether she has enough to eat and whether she is dressed warmly. Sometimes just thinking about it makes me feel empty and uncomfortable, and I long to see her." Shang Yang continued: "When I see her, I will I would be happy, and when she hugged me, I would feel my heart beat faster and my breathing become so rapid that my chest would feel tight and stuffy, and it would take me a long time to calm down before it would return to normal."

"Him?!" The more Master Jiu listened, the more he felt something was wrong: "No! You mean! Him!"

"Yes." Shang Yang nodded and looked at Jiu Ye: "She made me feel the changes in my emotions. She also made me feel... I am like a human being, a normal person."

"Him!" Master Jiu felt as if his golden cabbage was eaten by a wild boar that jumped out of nowhere. Master Jiu covered his chest with a look of disbelief: "He...he cooked porridge for you? "

"White porridge?" Shang Yang shook his head: "She has never cooked white porridge for me."

"Then what did he do? Did he lie to you?" Master Jiu frowned: "People outside are very bad. My good girl, don't be fooled!"

Shang Yang saw Master Jiu's eyes moving slightly, and she slowly shook her head: "She is gentle and sincere to me, respects me and cares about me, and has never lied to me. But I...have a lot to hide from her..."

Shang Yang raised his hand and wiped his chest: "I don't feel very comfortable. Is this... feeling guilty?"

"Don't feel guilty first. First tell me what you did for him?" Master Jiu interrupted Shang Yang with his hand. He still had to know whether Shang Yang had suffered a loss.

"It's not a big deal." Shang Yang thought for a moment: "I invested 3000 million US dollars in her, and..."

"What?" When Master Jiu heard Shang Yang's words, his body swayed, and he held on to the edge of the table in time to barely stand still.

It turned out that he only had a headache for his goddaughter. The only apprentice in his life was a person who did not understand emotions. He tried his best to make Xiao Jiuer laugh from the bottom of his heart.

But...how long has it been?

Why were you deceived by the wild boar outside?

He's still a slutty wild boar!