His face was very bad and he looked like he hadn't slept all night.

When she arrived at the destination, Song Shiyu asked Ning Yan to stay alone in the treatment room and sit alone in the enclosed space, and no one could disturb her.

"From now on, don't think about anything in your mind." Song Shiyu stared at Ning Yan's eyes and spoke softly.

In the room, the sound of clocks ticks and is particularly regular.

Song Shiyu's hand touched Ning Yan's back without any trace, and tapped him three times while talking.

Just so happened that these three sounds were exactly the same as the sound of the clock swinging.

"You have to know what you are doing!"

Ning Yan stared at his eyes and suddenly felt a little sleepy.

"Okay, keep it quiet from now on." Song Shiyu took back his hand, "You look up at the ceiling!"

The moment Ning Yan raised his head, Song Shiyu counted three numbers.

“3-2-1!”

"From now on, you are Ning Yan. You were the same person as you now!"

Song Shiyu and Zhan Xicheng were sitting outside the treatment room, looking at the woman protruding in the room through the computer.

"Have you thought about it?"

Suddenly, Song Shiyu asked in a low voice.

Both of them knew what they had given birth, but Ning Yan didn’t know!

Zhan Xicheng's eyes never left Ning Yan, and frowned, "There is no other choice except this!"

Death, or collapse, let him choose one, he would rather her collapse!

At least, she is still alive and can accompany her.

Song Shiyu smiled helplessly and did not speak anymore.

In fact, when Ning Yan was placed in the treatment room alone, the treatment had already begun.

Song Shiyu told her that she hadn't started yet, so that she could relax her vigilance.

Ning Yan was forced to hypnotize at the beginning, so the teacher told him the treatment method and forced to be lifted.

As the saying goes, fight poison with poison!

In the room, the entire wall was black, almost making her breathless.

Ning Yan was dizzy and got up to open the door, but it was discovered that the door was locked.

Such an environment made Ning Yan more and more afraid of irritability.

She knocked on the door hard and called Zhan Xicheng's name desperately, but received no reaction.

Zhan Xicheng stared at the panic on her face, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, and wished he could rush in and hold her in his arms.

Seeing his intention, Song Shiyu frowned and spoke in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhan, it will be even more terrifying than it is now. So, if you can't control your legs, go outside. Otherwise, it will affect the effect of my treatment!"

Zhan Xicheng's black eyes turned cold, and he didn't say anything or move.

Song Shiyu didn't say anything anymore.

The two people's eyes fell on the computer screen at the same time.

"Husband, husband..."

Ning Yan was so scared that she slapped the door desperately.

"When she was hypnotizing, she was also locked in the house." Song Shiyu spoke in a low voice.

"So treatment is nothing more than asking her to go through the past and force her to remember!"

Song Shiyu witnessed all this with his own eyes and knew when and what happened, so he could make it happen.

This is also why other psychologists are powerless.

Ning Yan took a full ten minutes to shoot, but received no response.

She sat in the corner in fear, holding her knees tightly with both hands, and the black wallpaper above her head seemed to fall down and press her down.

"Why should I bring me here?" Ning Yan hugged her knees in pain, tears falling down, "I'm so scared..."

This sentence cannot tell whether she was talking to Xicheng or talking to herself.

"How is it?" Zhan Xicheng asked urgently, unable to sit still.

"This is the first thing she said at the beginning." Song Xiaoxun spoke in a low voice, then picked up the remote control beside him and pressed the switch.
Chapter completed!