"Because you are more sensitive and not confident," said Yue Yaer. "Because you are sensitive and not confident, you will still not be able to do it after the organic disease is cured. If I tell you that you took that medicine, you will most likely think that you can do it because you took that medicine."

"But I tell you that if you don't take that kind of medicine, you will have confidence in yourself. When you don't know, psychological hints will be formed. In fact, you have no problem. You don't need any medication, you can do it."

She chuckled, "So, you can really do it!"

Qin Churong suddenly realized.

Sensitive, unconfident.

These five words should be the culprit for his psychological disorder.

He was obviously fine with his health, but because of the psychological hints he gave himself, he felt that he could not do it, so he couldn't do it.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his right leg with a gloomy expression.

Once upon a time, sensitive and unconfident word had nothing to do with him.

He used to be majestic and full of energy, but he didn't know what it was to be sensitive or unconfident?

But a car accident changed his life.

Not only did he become a limp, but he became disabled, but he couldn't even have the opportunity to do it there.

For a long time, even though he lost his crutches, he still didn't dare to go out.

He did not have the courage to face other people's strange gazes with his disabled right leg.

No matter whether it was a mocking look or a sympathetic look, he could not face it.

Even if others didn't look at him, even if the people who got together were not talking about him, he always felt that all his eyes were on his disabled right leg, and as long as the people who got together and whispered were talking about him, he was talking about him.

He could not bear all this and dared not go out to see anyone.

But later, he accidentally saw his parents who were smiling at him every day hugging their heads and crying in the room.

Seeing his parents who were optimistic in front of him and always talking about his disabled right leg in a tone that was no big deal, crying in their room with heartbreaking tears. His heart was stinging.

He is the only son of his parents.

His parents are no longer young.

In the past, it was his parents who raised him, loved him and protected him.

Now, it's time for him to feed back.

However, he was immersed in his own world due to a car accident and was depressed and self-pitying.

He forgot that his parents suffered no less pain than him.

He cried, vented, and was depressed.

Where are his parents?

I was clearly sad, but I still had to smile brightly in front of him, and comfort him, coax him, encourage him, and hope that he would get out of his depression as soon as possible.

His parents suffered more than he did.

After that day, he woke up.

Depression can't solve anything.

Since it can no longer be changed, then face it bravely.

His life is not only his own, but also his parents.

He must not only be responsible for his own life, but also for his parents' lives.

The next day, he told his parents that he had figured it out and he wanted to cheer up and start over.

His mother's excited tears rolled in her eyes, but she kept a smile on her face.

He felt very sad, but he also smiled brightly at his parents.

A few more days later, he went to the company.

On the surface, he was no longer afraid of the Frost Sword and Snow Blade, and could smile at strange gazes, or even lift his disabled legs in a joking tone.

It seemed that he really wanted to get out of his mind and let it go.
Chapter completed!