But Song Yan is not very good at such things.

So she had to choose to be vague.

"I took my mother to the street for a walk. Because my mother grew up here when she was young, I think there must be people and things that my mother is familiar with on that street. Sure enough, my mother didn't take long to walk on that street and called me "daughter."

Song Yan concealed Gu Yan's affairs and just blamed all of this on familiar locations.

But Lu Yi had no doubts either.

"You mean the patient may have seen something familiar to him on that street."

"That's right."

Song Yan nodded in agreement.

She was a little nervous because she had concealed the most important stimulus.

Gu Yan's threat to himself may be the main reason for his mother's reaction.

But Song Yan couldn't say it.

Thinking about Song Yan's words, Lu Yi had no idea for the time being.

He could only roughly speculate based on the information he received: "Since as you said, the patient may have been stimulated during the walk, and as for what it is, you should not pay attention to it, so it can't be said, but that doesn't matter. Since the patient responds on that street, you should take her to the street more often, and maybe there will be new discoveries."

The treatment of mental illness has always taken a long process, and it cannot be concluded simply by one or two things.

What's more, Qi Ruan has mental illness and amnesia, and the complexity of the two will double.

Even Lu Yi cannot have a good plan in a short period of time.

All he can do is try to stabilize the patient's mood and then find a relaxed and effective stimulus.

Because Song Yan is the one who accompanied Qi Ruan the most, Lu Yi carefully reminded the things that mother and daughter should pay more attention to when they get along with each other, and then left with her own record book.

After this period of time, Qi Ruan never said the word "daughter" again, and everything returned to the situation before that day.

It seemed that what happened that day was just a dream.

Song Yan inevitably began to be anxious: "I really don't know what my mother needs to do to get better. I have really done my best, but why hasn't it improved?"

The feeling of his relatives suffering but being powerless makes Song Yan live in torture every day.

She knew she shouldn't be too anxious, but looking at her mother who was either stupid or heart-wrenching, how could she not feel distressed as a daughter?

Li Beiting also knew Song Yan's pressure.

"Mother will definitely get better."

Li Beiting pressed his head against Song Yan's neck and rubbed it.

"This kind of thing is unhurried. The doctor said that my mother is in good condition during this period, so why should you make things difficult for yourself?"

Song Yan sighed: "I'm not making things difficult for myself, I really can't bear to see my mother suffer."

After finally finding his biological mother, but her mother suffered from mental illness. How could Song Yan feel happy?

"But you already have a baby in your belly now. If you are always so anxious every day, the baby will definitely feel unhappy."

Seeing that the comfort was ineffective, Li Beiting chose to divert his attention.

Sure enough, Song Yan was stunned.

Maybe the child is too well-behaved, and she almost forgot the fact that she is pregnant during this period.

But after all, there is an extra baby in the belly, and the mother's emotions have a great impact on the child.

If she is a qualified mother, she should keep herself in a happy mood.

Seeing that Song Yan was stunned, Li Beiting found it useful, so he continued to work hard: "I think if my mother recovers like this, she may be able to fully recover in another one and a half years. By then, our child will just be born. Wouldn't it be a double happiness?"

"Yes."

Song Yan finally smiled.

"I will definitely be very happy to see the mother of the child."

"Should we think of a name for our children now?"

Li Beiting proposed.

"As a mother, you must be responsible for naming your child."

Song Yan's attention was quickly diverted by Li Beiting.

She pressed her index finger against her chin and thought hard.

But soon Song Yan giggled: "We two are really stupid. Now we don't even know whether the child is a man or a woman, so why do you name him?"

Li Beiting also smiled, and he shaved Song Yan's nose: "What a fool. We can choose two names, one boy and one girl. At worst, we can keep a name. Anyway, we will have another child in the future."

Song Yanbuyi: "I'm not a pig, how can I have so many children?"

Li Beiting laughed loudly.

The atmosphere in the room finally became much easier.

Just as the two were having an intimate conversation, the phone that Li Beiting put aside suddenly rang.

Li Beiting picked it up without even looking at it.

Mrs. Li's voice echoed in her ears: "What is the company now?"

When are you going back?"

Seeing that the company was in an emergency, but Li Beiting had no intention of coming back, Mrs. Li was also anxious.

At that time, Song Yan clearly agreed to let Li Beiting come back, but there was no news since the call was deducted that day.

Song Yan was just remembering her promise to Mrs. Li, and she was so nervous that she wanted to take her cell phone to explain, but she didn't expect Li Beiting to hang up the phone directly.

"It's getting late, go to bed, don't pay attention."

Li Beiting's expression was full of nonchalance.

"But..." Song Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

"It was my mom who called you just now..." "No need to worry."

Li Beiting reached out and carried Song Yan to the bed.

"She may be in menopause now, let's go to bed."

Seeing that Li Beiting was firm in his attitude, but after all, it was a matter between the mother and the son, and Song Yan was not easy to interfere.

So the two of them hugged each other on the big bed.

Song Yan slept very peacefully.

Since Qi Ruan went crazy, Song Yan often woke up by nightmare. This was the first time she had slept so peacefully.

So much so that after I woke up the next day, it was already bright.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yan was alarmed by the noisy sound downstairs.

Shocked, Song Yan hurried downstairs.

"Are you crazy woman wrong?"

Qi Yang scolded loudly.

"Living in my house, eating my house, drinking my house, and saying something to you, you even talk back to me."

Although Qi Ruan was crazy, she was not timid: "Bad man! Take my meal!"

At this time, Song Yan heard the stewards at the stairs muttering: "Qi Ruan is really pitiful. The two sisters rely on her stupidity and wanted to give her the leftovers from last night. Miss Qi Ruan refused, so the two sisters quarreled and scolded."

Song Yan understood what was going on in a few words.

Bullying her mother in front of her, really thinking that she no longer exists.

"What are you doing?"

Song Yan quickly went downstairs, came to the three of them, and took a look at Qi Yang and changed to the meal in front of Qi Ruan.

"This is your home, but it is also my mother's home. This is what the old man said in person. If anyone is not convinced, he can confront the old man. Don't just bully a weak woman here."
Chapter completed!