"Brother, please add us on WeChat. Will you swipe me or should I swipe you?"
The air was stagnant for a moment, and Lin Zhi looked deeply at Lin Chu, his eyes a little strange. Lin Changle's eyes swept across her face and continued to stare at her toes.
Lin Chu coughed lightly to relieve his embarrassment.
It seems that he thought wrongly. Lin Changle was really sick. It was possible that his illness burned out his brain, which is why his temperament changed drastically.
"Is he... can he be saved? Is he under a spell?"
The man's magnetic voice, as strong as years of mellow wine, brought Lin Chu back to her senses, and she quickly glanced at Lin Zhi.
Doesn’t Dame Lin hate Lin Laosan very much? Could it be that she has some misunderstanding about this understanding?
"That's not true." Lin Chu said slowly: "There is no poison in his body, and there are no traces of magic. This state looks like... autism."
Lin Chu raised his eyebrows. Autism is very difficult and belongs to the category of mental illness. In addition, there are no specific drugs, making it extremely difficult to treat.
"Just write a prescription for any medicinal materials you need, and I will try my best to find them."
"Autism is not a disease that can be treated with drugs." Lin Chu thought for a while, thinking about how to make Lin Zhi understand the language quickly.
"Suffering from this disease is like a patient closing a window between himself and the outside world. He only lives in his own world, and external things have nothing to do with him. If he wants to recover, he can only rely on his own hands.
Open this window. Just..."
She sighed: "It's quite difficult."
Lin Zhi frowned slightly: "What can I do to help him?"
"Keep him happy, without stimulation. There's no other way."
Lin Zhi's breath was heavy and he sat down on the couch next to Lin Changle's bed: "Let me... think about it."
The aura around the man's body was cold, and waves were rising deep in his narrow phoenix eyes.
Lin Chu pursed his lips. When did the beautiful Lin become such a warm-hearted person? He should really care about Lin Changle. He sat on the short and broken little stool, with nowhere to place a pair of long legs, and let the workmanship be exquisite.
His clothes fell to the ground and were stained with dust.
Lin Changle didn't seem to reject Lin Zhi's gaze. The trembling all over his body stopped, and he just quietly hugged the quilt and huddled at the foot of the bed. But in the end he didn't say a word.
The blood stains on his body were shocking. Upon closer inspection, I found that all the wounds had been carefully treated, but the clothes had not been replaced.
"Have you woken up, Little Fifth Master? It's getting late. Please hurry back to your house with your slave. The Third Master and his wife are in a hurry. It's not shameful to hide in someone else's house. You are not a bitch raised by a concubine now.
Damn, you have lost my lady’s face!”
The sharp and mean female voice came from far and near, and it was harsh and clear in the silent atmosphere.
Lin Changle was very resistant to this voice, and his eyes were filled with fear again, and he screamed repeatedly: "Don't come here! Get out!"
Lin Zhi frowned, but saw Lin Chu turned around first.
The woman who spoke kept walking and walked behind the door curtain. She held the door curtain with half her fingers and was about to enter the room.
Bang!
Lin Chu kicked the woman out. The woman's body hit the table in the room, and she screamed in pain.
"You little bastard, you dare to kick me? Are you ready to clean up your skin?"
Lin Chu lifted the curtain and went out, and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman dressed in a magenta red armor, clutching her belly and yelling curses.
"You need to clean up? Ha." She said calmly: "You are very brave to talk to your master like this!"
"You...you." The woman's eyes rolled, and suddenly she was full of enthusiasm. She lowered her neck and said softly: "Slave Chunxiu has seen the Sixth Master, and the Sixth Master just kicked me, and it hurt so much.
.Come quickly and help me, see if it’s broken?”
Chunxiu raised her breasts high towards Lin Chu. Her breasts were already proud, so when she raised them deliberately, she felt... magnificent.