In fact, it was fine for him to smash things, as long as he didn't hurt himself.
But recently, according to the servant who took care of him, he seemed to have started to self-harm, and every time he saw him, he was scarred. Regardless of his wishes, after bringing the psychiatrist back to see, there is no doubt that he suffered from depression!
The obvious world-weariness complex has appeared, and Song Nan is really scared. A careless, his favorite brother disappeared!
In his spare time, he found hundreds of psychiatrists in China. At present, he is the only one in front of him, which makes him most satisfied.
"Miss Mu, with all due respect, he has been suffering from anxiety and spatial claustrophobia for more than a decade, so what Miss Mu said is exactly what I am worried about. Recently, he has not only had soft thoughts, but has also gradually started. Depends on drugs, does not give him food, and even hurts people!"
"Drugs are irritating, Mr. Song, I don’t know what this patient has to do with you? No matter how good the medicine is, after taking it for more than ten years, it will cause problems? Mr. Song, this is yours. Dereliction of duty!"
"I… "
He was speechless and wiped his face, "Indeed, we didn't care enough to make him what he is now."
"Then your purpose of coming this time is for your friend?"
"Yes."
"He is yours...?"
Song Nan knew that he couldn't hide it anymore. He glanced at Su Kui deeply and pursed his lips. "Miss Mu, I hope you can keep a secret when you know this news."
Su Kui nodded and said incredible: "Of course, Mr. Song, this is the most basic professional ethics of a psychologist, you can rest assured."
Song Nan knew this. There were not many psychologists Xiao Heng saw, and only a few were trustworthy. Unfortunately, after being watched by them for ten years, they were not satisfied. What is his own brother, is it a guinea pig
He wanted to choke the person to death and threw it down from the top floor of the Song Building.
He took a deep breath, "It's mine... My brother, his name is Song Heng. He was kidnapped when he was seven years old. At that time, he was stuffed into his suitcase by criminals and locked up for a day and night. He got space claustrophobia... "
"What about anxiety?"
When Song Nan recalled this time, his heart was still throbbing. He was ten years older than his younger brother. When he was eight years old, he was already at the age of college. He still remembers skipping classes from college and searching with the police for three full years. God, I saw him in the dark basement.
Terrible, bloody!
It was the child whose family held them in their palms for fear of falling, and was tortured by that cruel man all his life!
Afterwards, although he used the same technique to retaliate back, leaving the man's family destroyed and staying in prison for a lifetime. However, his brother's great years were all ruined in his hands, and Song Nan was still annoyed to kill whenever he thought of it.
He clenched his fists tightly, with great force, the blue veins on the back of his hand were violent, and he gritted his teeth, as if from between his teeth, he digs out this unwilling memory from the bottom of his heart, blood and blood. Is presented to Su Kui.
Su Kui's face became paler every time she heard a little bit. When she finished listening, her hands had already held her mouth tightly, "He, he is still so small, that man, is he still a human?!"
Song Nan's eyes were red, "Huh! Of course not, something not as good as a beast! If you have a grudge, you can find an adult to avenge you, or you can attack me, and do something against a child so small!"