Wen Xinning was filled with doubts.
She felt that Fu Sichen treated her really differently.
Not a friend, not a thief, but...a bit like the attitude towards his girlfriend? ? ?
She was shocked by her thoughts.
Not daring to continue thinking, I hurried back to the room.
She didn't know that after she went upstairs, Fu Sichen went to the kitchen himself and cooked ginger soup for the two of them.
After pouring it, he went upstairs and called the two of them to come down and drink ginger soup.
Wen Xinning heard his voice and hurried over to open the door.
Her cheeks were flushed red from the heat in the bathroom, and she was wearing thick pajamas, which made her look even more petite.
When I went downstairs, I saw An An coming too. The little guy pinched his nose and refused to drink anything, "Daddy, can you not drink it? An An didn't sneeze..."
He wanted to say that he didn't have a cold and didn't want to drink ginger soup.
But Wen Xinning knew that Fu Sichen was worried about them. Children's resistance was no better than that of adults, so it was very easy to get sick.
So, before the man frowned, she came over and coaxed him: "An'an, listen to daddy and drink ginger soup to avoid catching a cold."
An An pouted, her face full of resistance, "The ginger soup is so spicy, it doesn't taste good at all."
"Be obedient. Auntie, can I drink with you?"
After being persuaded by her, the little guy hesitated for a few seconds and then asked, "Can I sleep with mommy tonight? If so, I will drink."
Wen Xinning was amused by his probing expression and immediately said, "Yes, as long as An An drinks all the ginger soup."
"That's good, let's drink it safely."
So, in order to sleep with mommy, the little guy frowned, held the bowl in his hand and drank the ginger soup in a gulp.
After drinking, he still stuck out his tongue in an exaggerated way and said, "It tastes really bad..."
The funny expression is so cute.
After he finished drinking, Wen Xinning picked it up and drank it herself, but she was so hot that she almost burst into tears...
An An actually finished drinking like this? ? ?
Wen Xinning was a little confused.
Whose ginger soup is so spicy? !
She couldn't help but ask Fu Sichen, "Who cooked this? Did you add too much ginger? Isn't this too spicy?!"
Can she choose not to drink?
But seeing the empty small bowl in front of the little guy and the words she had just comforted him with, Wen Xinning couldn't say anything she didn't want to drink now.
She didn't notice that Fu Sichen's face was a little stiff.
It seemed that she never thought that the ginger soup she cooked would be so disgusted by her.
He asked in a cold tone, "Is it really that bad? In the past, the chef at home seemed to cook it well?"
Wen Xinning nodded and said bluntly, "It tastes really bad. Has the chef's cooking skills deteriorated..."
"Yeah?"
Fu Sichen didn't believe in evil, so he brought her bowl over and took a sip. Suddenly, his brows furrowed.
It's indeed very, very unpleasant to drink. To say it's spicy is a shame.
The taste of this bowl of ginger soup was almost spicy and bitter. This was the first time Fu Sichen himself had tasted this kind of ginger soup, and it was made by him.
But he definitely couldn't admit it.
So, he said calmly: "I will talk to him later. If you can't drink it now, don't drink it. Go back and rest early."
"okay."
Wen Xinning nodded without any doubt.
An An looked at her father with tears in her eyes.
He could see that this stuff was cooked by daddy!
Mommy didn’t have to drink it, but he drank the whole bowl! ! !
Fu Sichen received his son's accusing look, with a warning in his eyes, indicating that he was not allowed to speak out.
The little guy had an extremely resentful expression, thinking to himself, you can please your wife, but there is no need to torture your own son.
Now only the world where I was injured has been achieved...
Wen Xinning didn't notice the interaction between father and son at all. After putting down the bowl, she took An An and ran back to the room.
Seeing the mother and son disappearing at the top of the stairs, Fu Sichen felt funny.
Even if the ginger soup tastes terrible, you don’t have to run so fast, right?
Because An An didn't like seeing a doctor, Fu Sichen didn't ask the family doctor to come over after drinking the ginger soup.
He called the housekeeper to clear the dishes, and then his cell phone rang.
It was news from Xiao Hanchuan.
"I heard about your Miss Wen's situation, and based on what you said, I made a rough judgment. Miss Wen's situation should be more in line with the second type, where someone has tampered with the memory, causing memory confusion.
For her to have this kind of situation, it might be caused by drugs, or it might be caused by being hypnotized.
On the other hand, something painful happened to her and it was caused by psychological problems... The specifics can only be determined after having an in-depth conversation with her. "
What Xiao Hanchuan said was similar to Nan Zhiyi's guess at the time.
Fu Sichen asked: "How can she recover now that she is like this?"
Xiao Hanchuan said, "Her memory association can be properly guided. If she is hypnotized and has tampered memories, then hypnosis can be used.
However... I only know the basics of hypnosis and can only provide ordinary guidance. If you want more advanced methods, you have to see my master..."
Having said this, Xiao Hanchuan sighed, "However, after my master left that year, it was as if he had disappeared. Until now, I can't contact anyone. It's hard to say for the time being to ask her to help with treatment.
You don't have to worry too much. Find an opportunity for me to meet her. If you have any psychological problems, I can definitely solve them. "
