"My ex-husband, Leng Yan."

Zhuang Yan looked at Jian Xia in a little shocked manner, and couldn't speak for a moment.

"All my premature birth, even my life is hanged on the line, was caused by Leng Yan's hands." Jian Xia said without hiding it.

Since her purpose was to let Zhuang Yan cure Leng Yan's depression, she had to tell Zhuang Yan everything she knew about Leng Yan without any concealment that only in this way can Zhuang Yan, the doctor, prescribe the right medicine.

Zhuang Yan still looked at Jian Xia in shock, opened her mouth, and finally asked, "Why did this happen?"

"Zhuang Yan, are you willing to help me with this?" Jian Xia asked without answering the question, and said, "You don't need to force me, just tell me truthfully, you're willing or not."

Zhuang Yan looked at Jian Xia in shock and confusion for a moment, without saying anything. After a while, she took a deep breath and said slowly, "Jian Xia, I think there is one thing I need to tell you."

This time, it was Jian Xia's turn to be confused. She asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Leng Yan is now my neighbor, so he lives opposite me."

Jian Xia looked at her and suddenly smiled happily, "Zhuang Yan, do you think this is destined by God?"

Zhuang Yan smiled, "Actually, there is another time, not long ago, when I went to Beijing, Leng Yan sat next to me."

Jian Xia was even more shocked and happy. She pulled Zhuang Yan's hand and said excitedly, "So, even if you don't need me, you will soon become friends with Leng Yan."

Zhuang Yan shook her head and curled her lips, "I know him, but he doesn't know me."

"It's okay, you are now neighbors from the door to the door. Are you still afraid that he will not know you?"

Zhuang Yan shook her head again, "That's hard to say, I'm not a big beauty. I guess this Leng Young Master will not look at me twice."

Jian Xia laughed "Puchi", "Doctor Zhuang, when did you start to be so unconfident in yourself?"

Zhuang Yan raised her eyebrows and said half jokingly and half seriously, "I'm just telling the truth! Otherwise, this Leng Master wouldn't have had such a bumpy love life."

Jian Xia glanced at her, "Okay! Then are you willing to be Leng Yan's psychologist now?"

"It's not that I don't want to, but I'm just afraid that I can't do enough."

Jian Xiaming said, “That is, are you willing to try it?”

Zhuang Yan did not nod immediately, but confirmed, "Do you really think I can help Leng Yan and you?"

"You are a professional psychologist, of course you can."

This time, Zhuang Yan finally nodded, "Okay, then I'll do my best."

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After leaving Leng's house after lunch, Zhuang Yan went to her clinic to digest and study Leng Yan's case.

Undoubtedly, Leng Yan suffered from depression, and reached a serious level. If it weren't for listening to Jian Xia's personal talk about Leng Yan, she wouldn't believe that the first young master of Huinan City, who looked so romantic and handsome outside, would have done so many incredible things. Even more unbelievable, he would have suffered from depression.

She stayed in the clinic for an afternoon until 7 pm when she got off work and returned to her apartment.

When she returned to the apartment building and stood outside the door of her apartment, she almost subconsciously glanced at the door opposite her for a few more times, and couldn't help but wonder whether Leng Yan would have come back at this time.

Jian Xia said that Leng Yan is a proud person. Except for the old man of the Leng family and Leng Tingyu, he basically does not accept anyone. Therefore, Jian Xia thought that she could intervene in the psychological treatment of Leng Yan as a friend, rather than simply being a psychologist.

Because Jian Xia was afraid that Leng Yan would not admit that she had psychological problems, she would not face it, let alone treat it.

Standing outside the door for a while, just as she found the key and was about to open the door, a "bang!" sound suddenly came from the opposite door, as if something was hit hard on the floor and smashed it.

The action of opening the door suddenly stopped. Zhuang Yan turned her head again and looked at the door opposite.

Originally she was not sure whether Leng Yan was in the apartment or not, but now she was almost certain that he must be there.

Why was the loud sound just now?

She frowned and thought.........

Could it be that Leng Yan is self-injuring!

Without having time to think about it, Zhuang Yan turned around and rang the doorbell of Leng Yan's apartment.

However, she waited for almost a minute, but no one came to open the door for her.

With a frown, Zhuang Yan kept ringing the doorbell again and then waiting.

This time, no one came to open the door.

It was almost certain that something must have happened to Leng Yan inside, so Zhuang Yan rang the doorbell again.

With the hurried doorbell sounds, Leng Yan's apartment door finally opened with a "clang" and was pulled open from the inside. The crystal lamp in the living room shone brightly into Zhuang Yan's eyes, making her squint her eyes slightly uncomfortable.

"Is there something wrong?"

Leng Yan opened the door and saw that Zhuang Yan was standing at the door. He tried hard to suppress the undercurrents in his heart and asked her.

After a moment, Zhuang Yan approached the brightness of the lamp, held one hand on the door handle and the other hand on the door frame, Leng Yan, who turned into a warning posture, raised his lips and smiled, "Sorry, I've left the key in the office. My colleagues will send it for me in an hour, but my phone will be out of power soon, so, can I take the liberty to go to Mr. Leng and charge the phone?"

As he said that, Zhuang Yan was holding her cell phone and shaking in front of Leng Yan.

Leng Yan frowned slightly, looked at her silently, without saying a word.

Leng Yan didn't say anything, and Zhuang Yan was not in a hurry, so she waited quietly for him to speak.

However, her eyes accidentally caught sight of Leng Yan's hand holding on the door frame, with bright liquid constantly sliding down and dripping on the floor.

"Mr. Leng, your hands..."

"It's okay, a little injury!"

Zhuang Yan frowned slightly, "I know some nursing work, otherwise, I will go in and charge my phone while helping you with the wound on the back of your hand, so that we will not owe each other."

Leng Yan narrowed her eyes, and the hand that was holding on the door frame finally fell down, and his body was also given aside to give Zhuang Yan a way out.

As soon as I stepped in, there were glass pieces that had been broken all over the floor in the living room. The bright crystal lamps refracted dazzling light through the broken glass pieces on the ground, making them more and more eye-catching.

"Be careful, don't step on broken glass."

Just as Zhuang Yan hesitated, Leng Yan's low and indifferent voice sounded behind her.

Although his voice was indifferent and without any emotion, it was obvious that Leng Yan was kind-heartedly worried about her, even a kind of concern.

At least, Leng Yan did not completely treat her as a stranger.

Zhuang Yan looked back at him and smiled faintly. As she said, she found the power supply in the corner of the living room, then took out her mobile phone and charging cable, and charged the phone first.

"Mr. Leng, where is your medicine box?"

After charging the phone, Zhuang3;148471591054062 Yan turned around, looked at Leng Yan, and asked him.

Leng Yan looked at her and kept silent. After a moment, he said in a wrong way, "You seem to be very familiar with my family!"

"The layout structure here is the same as my home." Zhuang Yan raised her thin eyebrows, glanced at the back of Leng Yan's bleeding hands, and asked again, "Where is the medicine box?"

“Under the TV cabinet.”

Zhuang Yan nodded and immediately went to the TV cabinet to find the medicine box.

After finding the medicine box, Zhuang Yan came to Leng Yan. Looking at him who was still standing there motionless, he took the lead in the chair in the restaurant beside him and sat down. He opened the medicine box directly and found out what he needed.

"Mr. Leng, aren't you going to sit down? It will be more convenient for me to help you with the wound." After finding out the thing, seeing Leng Yan still only looking at her and not moving, Zhuang Yan said again.

Leng Yan frowned slightly, then he went over, sat down, put his still bleeding hand on the dining table, and let Zhuang Yan deal with it.

Zhuang Yan raised her eyes and looked at Leng Yan, who was sitting opposite her, took a cotton swab and dipped it in iodine, and began to clean his wounds.

When cleaning the wound, Zhuang Yan saw that it was not only Leng Yan's back of his hand, but also several scars left on his forearm. Some of the scars were already very shallow and could not be seen, but some had just healed.

“Surprised?”

When Leng Yan found Zhuang Yan staring at the scar on her forearm, she asked lightly.

Zhuang Yan didn't look at him, but just raised the corners of her lips slightly, and while treating the wound on the back of her hand seriously, she introduced herself, "My name is Zhuang Yan, I am Jian Xia's deskmate in three years of high school. You may have forgotten that we have seen him. In the summer vacation of the senior year, Jian Xia took you out and we had a meal together. To be precise, a fast food."

Leng Yan looked at Zhuang Yan, who was seriously dealing with her wounds with her head down, and listened to her faint and emotional voice, and gradually became stunned.

"At that time, you and Jian Xia appeared in front of me holding hands. Jian Xia happily introduced to me that you were his boyfriend." As he said that, Zhuang Yan paused, smiled faintly, and continued, "I remember that time, Jian Xia said she wanted to eat KFC chicken, but you said that it was junk food and had no nutrition. Jian Xia was not allowed to eat it. But as soon as Jian Xia acted coquettishly with you, she said that she just wanted to eat it, you agreed immediately."

After cleaning Leng Yan's wound, Zhuang Yan took out the ointment and applied it to her sterile index finger, and then gently applied it to the wound on the back of Leng Yan's hand.

It was obvious that when Zhuang Yan's fingers fell, it was cool, very comfortable, and it didn't hurt at all, but Leng Yan's eyebrows were tightly pulled tightly without control.

"I remember that day, Jian Xia ordered a super spicy chicken leg burger. After eating half of it, she was so spicy that she couldn't eat it anymore. She pushed it in front of you. Without saying a word, you took it over, and swallowed it with a bite of Coke and a few bites."

As he said that, Zhuang Yan suddenly raised her head, looked at Leng Yan, and asked, "Actually, you cannot eat spicy food more than Jian Xia, right!"

Leng Yan looked into her simple and clean eyes, but still didn't speak. Her indifferent expression seemed to be the same as when she just opened the door, without much change.

Seeing that Leng Yan didn't say anything, Zhuang Yan lowered her head and continued to apply medicine to him, while continuing to say lightly, "After eating that day and leaving, there was a man of a tough figure who deliberately hit Jian Xia. You rushed up and punched the man hard. The man fell to the ground. When the man got up and wanted to hit you, Jian Xia had already called the security guard over, and he didn't know what she said to the security guard. The two security guards immediately stopped him, and then she pulled you away."

As he said that, Zhuang Yan raised her lips and smiled brightly, took gauze, and sealed the large wound on Leng Yan's back.

"At that time, I thought, you two are really happy and matched. They are just a pair of people made of heaven and earth!" After wrapping gauze, Zhuang Yan took the tape and fixed the gauze.

"alright."

The two words suddenly pulled Leng Yanpiaofei's thoughts back.

He looked down at his hand. The wound on his hand had been bandaged. The bandage effect was no different from the ones treated by the nurses in the hospital.

"Why do you want to tell me this? Don't you know that Jian Xia is my fourth uncle's wife now?" Finally, Leng Yan asked Zhuang Yan, his expression and tone were very plain.

Zhuang Yan smiled, looked at him, and replied while packing the medicine box, "I know! And I also know that Jian Xia is living a very happy life now. I am afraid that no woman in the world can be happier than her."
To be continued...