Although they didn't wake up my aunt, my cousin and his wife still brought her a lot of things. They were all prepared by my aunt before the New Year and put in the refrigerator, waiting for her to come and take them.

Fu Zhentao arranged a car, and the trunk was filled to the brim, heavy with the love of family members.

On the way back, the driver drove the car while Xu Yansang and Fu Zhenzhuo sat in the back seat. She felt a little uncomfortable at first until Fu Zhenzhuo took out a bag of hot melon seeds.

"I just had someone buy some. They're freshly baked and very crispy. Let's try them and see how they taste."

Xu Yansang was extremely surprised, "You..."

Fu Zhenzhuo thought she didn't like it. "Don't you want to eat it? I bought several kinds of fried food from a time-honored brand in Jinshi. How about trying something else?"

He picked up the brown bag next to him and took out bag after bag of roasted nuts.

Xu Yansang was speechless.

"It's not that I don't like it," she lowered her eyes and explained casually, "I just think this kind of thing is incompatible with you and your car."

Who would dare to think that a billionaire CEO would go out to buy snacks and eat sunflower seeds in a Porsche? It was as if snacks and eating sunflower seeds were her life, while a billionaire CEO and a Porsche were his life.

Two lines that should have never intersected in their lifetime were entangled together by accident, just like him and her.

Fu Zhenzhuo frowned, "What's wrong with me? I am also a human being. I eat whole grains, study, and work just like everyone else. My achievements are nothing more than the profound foundation given to me by my family. My purchase of a Porsche is no different from an ordinary person working hard for a few years to buy a 200,000 yuan vehicle."

Xu Yansang smiled and said, "After meeting you, I seem to have gradually become less fascinated by rich people."

Fu Zhentao laughed, "What's so charming about that? We are all human beings, with one nose, one mouth, two arms and two legs. What's wrong with being rich? Rich people still can't get the girl they love."

The last sentence was quite sad.

Xu Yansang suddenly felt guilty and wanted to explain, "I'm not..."

"No need to say, I understand." Fu Zhenzhuo said quickly, "I volunteered, it has nothing to do with you."

Although she said so, Xu Yansang still felt uncomfortable.

Fu Zhenzhuo could see her emotional changes. He used to think that she was just kind and sensitive. But after Feng Zheng told him about Weixiao's depression, he felt distressed when he saw Xu Yansang's reaction. She was too kind that she would even think it was her fault if she rejected someone.

It was his business to love her, but he felt very happy just being able to love her, so he didn't really ask her to give him a result.

Fu Zhenzhuo blamed himself for making her think too much again, and changed the subject, "The spiritual masseur I found here is a young woman who studied under a top international doctor. I will meet her this afternoon. Cooperate well and see how the effect is."

Xu Yansang nodded, not taking it to heart. In her opinion, spiritual massage, psychological treatment and the like are all illusory things, people still have to rely on themselves, many obstacles, if you can get through it, it's a skill, if you can't, it's just like that.

She agreed to let Fu Zhen copy it only because he said it would be good for the child. She thought that rich people might care more about this, and she didn't want to spoil his fun.

Maybe it was because she got up too early in the morning, or maybe it was because of the child, but Xu Yansang felt very tired at the moment. However, she couldn't fall asleep when she closed her eyes. She stared blankly at the passing scenery outside, and her mood inexplicably became a little irritable.

Fu Zhenzhuo had been paying attention to her. Noticing the anxiety between her brows, he asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Let me give you a massage."

He raised his hand to press Xu Yansang's temple. Xu Yansang's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly suppressed her emotions, smiled at him, shook her head and said, "No need."

Fu Zhentao ignored her and forcefully pushed her towards him, letting her lie on his legs, and gently massaged her temples.

Xu Yansang was still a little uncomfortable at first, but his hands seemed to have magic, which made her relieve all her fatigue and she closed her eyes unconsciously.

In fact, Xu Yansang's sleep has not been very good during this period. Sometimes she goes to bed late, sometimes she wakes up early, and sometimes she wakes up in the middle of the night and can't fall asleep again in the second half of the night. The journey from Jinshi to Beicheng was actually the time when she slept soundly for the first time in a long time.

Fu Zhenchao watched Xu Yansang for as long as she slept.

Seeing that even when she was asleep, there was still sadness between her brows, he hated himself even more for finding out so late.

His persistence still brought her so much pressure.

Two hours later, the car stopped outside a fashionable building in North City.

Fu Zhenzhuo gently woke up Xu Yansang, "Yansang, don't fall asleep yet, we're here."

Xu Yansang woke up suddenly, her body trembling unconsciously. Fu Zhenzhuo quickly held her in his arms, patted her back and comforted her softly, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here to protect you."

Xu Yansang slowly relaxed in his arms, then gently pushed him away and smiled sheepishly, "Maybe I had a nightmare."

Although I don’t remember what I dreamed about, it must have been a nightmare.

Fu Zhenchao just said "hmm".

Open the car door and help her out.

Walking into the fashion building and reaching the 21st floor, as soon as you get out of the elevator, all you see are warm white walls, as if you are in a pure white space, eliminating all distractions.

There is a faint fragrance in the air. It’s hard to describe what the smell is, but it magically makes people feel relaxed.

Xu Yansang began to feel that this kind of spiritual massage had some value. At least she was very relaxed now.

Walking to a door, Fu Zhenzhuo knocked on it. Soon the door opened and a man in casual clothes came out. Seeing Fu Zhenzhuo, he politely said, "Mr. Fu? Doctor Gao is waiting for you inside."

Then he led them inside.

What surprised Xu Yansang was that there was another door behind this door. She counted and found that she had passed four doors in total before finally standing in front of Dr. Gao.

Xu Yansang felt like a wrapped cocoon, with layers of cocoon protection outside, which made her feel at ease.

As Fu Zhenzhuo said, Dr. Gao was a young woman, probably about the same age as her, with a round face and a naturally friendly expression. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail at the back of her head. She was not wearing a white coat, but instead a dress with a blend of light yellow, light pink, and light blue. The color combination was soft and comfortable.

"Hello, Mr. Fu." Doctor Gao greeted Fu Zhenzhuo first, then looked at Xu Yansang and said with a smile, "Shall we start now?"

Xu Yansang smiled back subconsciously, "Okay."

Doctor Gao paused for a moment, and looked at Xu Yansang obscurely for a second before smiling and saying, "Then please ask Mr. Fu to go out and wait for a moment."

Fu Zhen was stunned, "Can't I stay here with her?"

Doctor Gao said, "No, spiritual massage requires a completely relaxing environment. She can't relax if you are here."

Fu Zhenzhuo had no choice but to follow his assistant outside.

Xu Yansang was inexplicably nervous. Dr. Gao smiled and pointed to the chair next to him, "Sit down."

Xu Yansang sat on it obediently.

She did it very obediently, with her back straight and her hands crossed on her legs. She looked at Dr. Gao like a primary school student, waiting for her next instruction.

Doctor Gao couldn't help but laugh. "Don't be so nervous. Relax a little. We are just chatting. How old is Miss Xu this year?"

Xu Yansang replied, "I just turned 31."

Doctor Gao was surprised and said, "I can't tell. Ms. Xu must be in a good mood normally. Her face doesn't show her age at all."

Xu Yansang smiled shyly, "No."

Doctor Gao smiled and said, "I heard that you are pregnant with twins. Congratulations. These two children must be very much anticipated, right?"

Xu Yansang nodded, "Well, Ah Zhuo and I are looking forward to the arrival of the child. Being a mother is something worth being happy about."

Doctor Gao still smiled, "That's great, you sit here for a while, I'll go get a cup of water."

She turned and left the room, and said to Fu Zhen, who was sitting on the sofa watching the surveillance, "Mr. Fu, Miss Xu is very defensive. I may need hypnosis, so I need to tell you in advance."

Fu Zhenzhuo frowned, "Are you very defensive?"

He had just been watching the treatment monitoring, which was a convenience provided by Dr. Gao. It allowed the patient's family to understand the patient's condition more clearly, and to better guide or avoid touching on the points that the patient cared about in daily interactions.

In the surveillance video, Xu Yansang only said a few words, and what she said was very appropriate. He didn't notice anything unusual.

"Yes, she is very defensive. The self she shows is not her true self, but the self that others expect her to be. She hides her true feelings and presents a perfect appearance. There is a reason for this behavior. I need to find out the crux of the problem. Hypnosis is essential."

Fu Zhenzhuo didn't know much about this industry and asked, "Will hypnosis be harmful to her?"

Dr. Gao shook his head. "No, she won't remember what I said to her when she wakes up."

Fu Zhen said, "Then hypnotize her, please help her."

Dr. Gao looked at the pleading in his eyes and nodded silently.

This patient was actually a bit troublesome. She agreed to take this patient out of a favor, but the patient's condition was complicated and his background was so powerful that she was inevitably restricted. Some effective treatments with side effects could not be used at all. Even if the side effects were very small, the man in front of her would not agree.

She sighed softly in her heart and turned back to her room.

Xu Yansang still sat there obediently.

Doctor Gao put the water cup on the table, flicked the outer shell of the thermos cup, and said with a smile, "This cup was given to me by my mentor. I usually carry it with me. After so many years, the heat preservation effect is still very good."

A clear and echoing sound reverberated in the room, gradually becoming slower and lighter until it disappeared.

When Dr. Gao turned around, Xu Yansang had closed her eyes and slumped peacefully in the chair.

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