NOVEL NEXT Chapter 45 - I
Ever since Mu Ci was diagnosed with psychogenic depression, Gu Huai’s attitude had taken a 180-degree turn. He almost wanted to pamper Mu Ci to the sky. He would never retaliate with scolding or hitting and even specially treated the mansion’s servants, bringing them out and lecturing them with three basic principles: ‘respect Mu Ci, care for Mu Ci, and take care of Mu Ci’. The highest order was to make Mu Ci happy, care for him, and love him like the spring breeze.
It seemed that he had completely forgotten all the negative emotions such as heavy worries, bone-gnawing thoughts, overwhelming anger, and resentment he suffered during the days when Mu Ci escaped. But in fact, Gu Huai knew, compared to Mu Ci’s health, those emotions were actually not worth mentioning.
No matter which one was light or heavy, Gu Huai could still carry it clearly.
So, these days, everyone in the Gu family had an eye-opening experience from top to bottom. Every morning when they opened their eyes, they could see the head of the Gu family rushing to join Mu Ci to show their hospitality. Except for the time he went to the head office every day, he spent the rest of the time beside Mu Ci.
Mu Ci was extremely annoyed and vaguely felt that his condition was getting worse…
But his body was indeed getting better day by day. After two days of infusion of nutrient solution, he was sent to the psychological clinic for induction treatment.
Jiang Wenjing’s friend, an authoritative psychiatrist, was an authentic Russian named Richard.
Gu Huai paid him a lot of money to stay in the Gu family, set up a special clinic, and made him Mu Ci’s personal doctor.
Richard was reluctant at first. Although the salary offered by the Gu family was three times higher than his original salary, Russians always had a sense of homeland and were not willing to live in a foreign land.
However, this hometown complex did not last long. After tasting the mapo beans soup and sweet and sour fish prepared by the Gu family chef, Richard was quickly captured by the oriental delicacies. He insisted on staying and would not gone until Mu Ci was fully recovered!
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Richard asked Jiang Wenjing about everything that happened to Mu Ci, and Jiang Wenjing answered everything she knew. Except for the time-travel incident, she told everything else, including how the poor man had been tortured in the Gu family.
Richard said that it was natural for Mu Ci to suffer from depression, and he was so strong that he did not collapse directly.
In fact, it would be much easier to deal with it after knowing these things. Prescribing the right medicine was the eternal truth.
At first, Richard did not hypnotize him, but just had some seemingly casual chats and supplemented it with a few drugs.
These measures were very effective, especially for Mu Ci, an ignorant ancient person who was not wary of the psychiatrist’s methods. He was attacked by the psychiatrist in just a few sentences, and his broken heart was shown.
Mu Ci’s condition improved a little, but only a little. The damage Gu Huai brought to him was really too great. Sometimes he was particularly resistant to the wheelchair because this kind of thing always made him feel completely self-conscious, like being disabled.
When the condition was severe, he would even bite his wrist severely and behaved in a self-harming manner.
Gu Huai had no choice but to order things like wheelchairs and crutches not to appear in front of Mu Ci. Every night he personally carried Mu Ci downstairs and walked in the small garden.
Later, he heard someone say that keeping pets was good for improving mood. It happened that the German shepherd dog used for guarding in the yard gave birth to a few puppies. They were only a few months old. Gu Huai picked out a lively one, grabbed it, and stuffed it into Mu Ci’s arms. He let him to play with it.
The puppy looked silly, tilting its head and drooping its ears to lick Mu Ci’s palm. Mu Ci was a little unable to handle it, so he let the puppy licked his palm.
“Do you like it? Can you give it a name?” Gu Huai looked at him eagerly – these days, Mu Ci had hardly spoken to him and never paid attention to his questions.
Mu Ci held the puppy in confusion, feeling the little thing’s vigorous vitality and active personality. The puppy was moving around so much that Mu Ci could barely hold it with one hand.
“… I don’t know.”
In the end, Mu Ci pushed the question back to Gu Huai. Gu Huai didn’t mind at all and was even very happy because this was the first time Mu Ci talked to him calmly after he was captured.
“How about Ping An?” Gu Huai asked Mu Ci for his opinion and looked at him tenderly, “I hope it can be as safe as you, for the rest of its life.”
Mu Ci closed his eyes, as if he was a little tired, “Whatever, I want to go back and sleep.”
It was only seven o’clock in the evening, and Mu Ci’s sleepiness always came early. Gu Huai nodded, leaned over, and picked him up from the wicker chair, taking him back to the bedroom.
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He carefully put Mu Ci on the big bed, arranged the pillows for him, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, stretched out his hand to pull up the thin quilt and covered him, taking care of him very carefully, as if what was under his hands was some kind of fragile treasure.
Finally, he wanted to go over and kiss Mu Ci’s lips. He hesitated for a moment, fearing that he wouldn’t want to, so he restrained himself. He just touched his hair gently and whispered: “Why did you cut your hair? Is it inconvenient for you? Is it because it’s too hot in the summer?”
Mu Ci didn’t answer the question and stared at the bedside lamp lightly, “Is my illness serious?”
Gu Huai was stunned for a moment, and then quickly comforted him: “No, don’t worry. Your legs will recover if you take good care of them for a month…”
“It’s not this.” Mu Ci interrupted him, “It’s another disease.”
Gu Huai was suddenly speechless. He did not mention Mu Ci’s depression to him, but Mu Ci was too sensitive, and the special treatment these days must have made him realized something was wrong.