Such a simple answer.
Ten years.
He always maintains a certain distance when speaking to his brother, treading carefully, not even daring to touch.
On a regular day, Ji Yan just looks like a thin, quiet person who doesn’t talk much.
He can do all the things a normal person can.
Sleep, eat, exercise, even cooperate with treatnt, everything is orderly.
But in these ten years, Ji Yan has attempted suicide thirteen tis.
Despite ten years of treatnt, his condition has not improved at all, it has even worsod.
It started off as just autism and mild depression; in recent three years, it progressed to autism, severe depression, and psychogenic pain.
Ji Yan’s body seed to grow thinner day by day.
He still accepts all treatnts, so cooperative.
But there’s no slightest improvent; the deterioration continues.
Ji Xingyu is almost on the verge of breaking down.
He doesn’t want his brother to die, but he feels utterly helpless to save him.
Just a few hours ago, Ji Xingyu felt, perhaps, he saw a glimr of hope.
His brother has been withdrawn for ten years; nowadays, besides him and familiar doctors, when his brother is spoken to, he replies, he reacts.
Otherwise, he is always silent, indifferent.
The mont Su Yan walked into that room, Ji Yan’s gaze fixed on her.
She gave him candy, and he ate it.
He didn’t want her to see the scars on his wrists, embarrassed by the psychogenic pain that touching them would inflict.
Yes, it’s miraculous.
Ji Xingyu watched all these scenes.
What does the current Su Yan seem like to Ji Xingyu?
A lifeline.
Ji Xingyu clings to her, thinking, having Su Yan could save his brother, hoping for a miracle.
And in the mansion across from this one,
hundreds of surveillance screens appear on a projection wall.
And now, the screen switches to two of the caras.
One shows Su Yan talking with Ji Xingyu.
The other, inside a closed room, shows Ji Xingyan lying on a bed, holding a piece of Strawberry Milk Candy, staring at it for a long while.
Not eating it, just looking at the candy, then clutching it in his hand, and slowly pulling up the blanket over him.
The psychologist who has been treating Ji Yan for years is Dr. Zhang.
Doctor Zhang stared at that screen for a long ti.
Beside it, there’s also Ji Yan’s heartbeat chart.
His heartbeat is still hovering around 130, but is gradually stabilizing.
The doctor next to him carried a cup of tea and sat down beside Doctor Zhang
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
Doctor Zhang ca back to his senses, took off his glasses, and rubbed his brow
"I’m thinking, Ji Yan has reached this point, maybe we should consider changing the treatnt plan."
Upon ntioning this, the face of the doctor next to him also turned pale.
In the end, he just sighed softly.
"You say, he was just a ten-year-old kid back then. How could even you not break through to him? Ten years now, and even you couldn’t get him to open his heart for treatnt, but let his condition worsen even more. If this gets out, it’s really going to be embarrassing."
Ji Yan looks very cooperative, taking his dication when told and participating in psychological tests when asked.
But no matter how indirect the approach, he always remains silent.
Always silent.
For ten years, it’s like he went from a stubborn child to a stubborn old man.
The two doctors looked at each other and finally both let out a long sigh.
Afternoon.
Su Yan and Ji Xingyu walked out of the mansion and got into the nanny car.
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