Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Song Jiaojiao has been suffering from insomnia, and even when she does fall asleep, she only sleeps lightly. They all know this.

But at this time, he was sleeping so hard that he couldn't even wake up?

How can this be?

Was it really a sedative?

Qiao Si's arrogant expression contained a bit of disdain: "Maybe you are trying to cure a disease, but I have to say that sedatives cannot be used indiscriminately, or the patient may never wake up!"

As soon as these words came out, Huangfurong was furious and said to Chen Wanli angrily:

"If there is anything wrong with my daughter, I will never let you go!"

Chen Wanli frowned: "I didn't use sedatives, just acupuncture to help me sleep. Quality sleep will relieve Song Jiaojiao's anxiety."

"That's nonsense! I've never seen acupuncture help sleep! Is it your original invention?" Qiao Si's tone was full of ridicule.

She reached out to pull out the acupuncture needle from Song Jiaojiao's body.

Chen Wanli's expression turned cold: "If I were you, I wouldn't mess around with things I don't understand. And I wouldn't pull out the needles rashly! Song Jiaojiao can fall asleep now only because of acupuncture to help her sleep."

"After removing the needle and interrupting her sleep, her bipolar disorder will attack immediately!"

Qiao Si's eyes flashed with contempt: "Are you doubting my professional ability?"

As he spoke, his face was filled with strong confidence: "I was admitted to Harvard Medical School at the age of seventeen, and received a PhD in psychology at the age of twenty-three."

"In the past ten years, I have traveled throughout America and Asia, and have been facing patients on the front line of mental illness. I have treated tens of thousands of patients with depression from various countries."

Every time he spoke a word, he took a step closer to Chen Wanli, full of momentum, as if he had the ability to reveal Chen Wanli's disguise at any time.

Huangfurong even felt that in comparison, Chen Wanli had a weak leg and was not worthy of carrying Qiao Si's shoes.

Qiao Si pointed at Chen Wanli, his face full of arrogance: "I will never cooperate with such an unprofessional person!"

Song Siming frowned. The qualifications mentioned by Qiao Si were indeed true. He was an internationally renowned doctor in terms of depression.

This time his ex-wife was able to invite him here, and she also spent a lot of money.

Now Qiao Si not only accused Chen Wanli of using sedatives indiscriminately, but also bluntly said that it was unprofessional.

Even though he had some confidence in Chen Wanli at first, now he also felt confident.

Without hesitation, Huangfurong pointed to the door and said to Chen Wanli: "Get out, and if I hear another word of nonsense from you, I will slap you twice!"

Chen Wanli was not a good-tempered master to begin with, and now he also became angry:

"I am willing to take action because I have an agreement with Song Siming. If you speak evil words, this agreement will be invalidated!

When you come to beg me again, whether I agree to take action or not is not something you can control. "

Huangfulong said angrily: "Someone, drive this bastard out!"

Chen Wanli snorted coldly: "No, I'll go by myself, Mr. Song, so you can take care of yourself!"

Seeing that Chen Wanli was really angry, Song Siming quickly chased him out: "Mr. Chen, you..."

After chasing him to the elevator, he was about to apologize to Chen Wanli, but he heard hysterical crying coming from Song Jiaojiao's room, so he turned around and ran back in a hurry.

Chen Wanli snorted coldly and took the elevator straight away.

Qiao Si looked at the irritable Song Jiaojiao in front of him and was dumbfounded.

I never expected that Song Jiaojiao would really wake up the moment the last acupuncture needle was removed!

After waking up, she just looked around the room and said in a hoarse voice, "Where is Chen Wanli?"

"That liar, I've told him to get out! This is Dr. Qiao Si..."

Before Huangfurong finished speaking, Song Jiaojiao said coldly: "Get him back!"

"That's a liar. If you don't understand..." Huangfurong disagreed.

Song Jiaojiao rolled up from the bed, and the irritability and impatience on her face could be seen gradually getting out of control.

She first grabbed the pillow and threw it on Qiao Si, then grabbed the lamp on the bedside table and threw it heavily to the ground.

Song Siming rushed over and was completely dumbfounded when he saw the scene in front of him.

He was very familiar with the situation before him. When the manic symptoms of bipolar disorder broke out, he would be completely uncontrollable and violent.

"Dr. Qiao Si?" Huangfurong called Qiao Si.

Qiao Si waved his hand towards Huangfurong: "Hypomania is characterized by high mood, high energy, irritability, running thoughts, and reckless behavior. It's just a disease! It doesn't matter..."

"Miss Song, please calm down first, I am Dr. Qiao Si..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Jiaojiao became even more angry and grabbed something and smashed it all at Qiao Si's feet.

Song Siming recalled what Chen Wanli said before and questioned: "Did Jiaojiao be given sedatives by Chen Wanli? Did she wake up after removing the needle, as he said?"

"..." Huangfurong also stayed where he was, as if everything was as Chen Wanli said.

Qiao Si acted like a master: "Don't be nervous, you two. As long as this moment of emotion has passed..."

Song Jiaojiao pointed to the door, breathing heavily: "Get out of here!"

Qiao Si blushed. He did not expect that Song Jiaojiao's condition was so serious and that he could not control his emotional outburst at all.

According to the routine, we could only wait for Song Jiaojiao to calm down before talking, and then walked out the door obediently.

Huangfurong looked a little embarrassed, but still said firmly: "Jiaojiao, Dr. Qiao Si..."

"Get out of here too!" After Song Jiaojiao vented her anger, her whole body trembled, looking like a wounded beast.

"I'm your mother, why are you talking to me like this..."

Song Jiaojiao's face turned pale: "Ever since I was a child, you have always wanted me to live according to your will. You control me and force me to do things I don't like. Until now, you have no choice but to choose which doctor to treat. Take control!"

"You will be satisfied if I die, right?" Song Jiaojiao burst into tears.

Huangfurong wanted to speak, but Song Siming roared: "That's enough!"

Song Siming stepped forward and hugged Song Jiaojiao, patting her back: "So, you want Chen Wanli to treat you?"

"Well, he can make me sleep! Dad, he can make me sleep... Do you know how long it has been since I had a good sleep?"

Song Jiaojiao's tears kept flowing, and Song Siming was heartbroken. While comforting her daughter, she said to Huangfurong:

"You drove Mr. Chen away. Now, go and invite him back to make amends to Jiaojiao. Otherwise, don't see my daughter again!"

……

Huangfu Rong stamped his feet and walked out the door angrily.

Seeing Qiao Si still at the door, she quickly asked: "Dr. Qiao Si, think of a way, are you really going to invite that person back?"

Qiao Si was also sarcastic, but finally said: "Being obedient to the patient at this time will really help calm her emotions!"

Huangfurong nodded reluctantly and decided to invite someone.

When she walked to the door, she remembered Chen Wanli's cruel words before leaving, called the bodyguards, and decided to catch Chen Wanli even if he refused to take action.

……

Chen Wanli walked out of the villa area leisurely and prepared to find a taxi.

Several cars came quickly and blocked him in place.

Huangfurong got out of the car angrily, slammed the car door, and walked up to Chen Wanli with a frosty face:

"Chen Wanli, now is your chance to prove yourself. Come back with me and help my daughter see a doctor."

Huangfu Rongyi was bossy and arrogant, as if letting Chen Wanli go back to see a doctor again was a blessing he had earned in eight lifetimes.

Chen Wanli narrowed his eyes, becoming more and more unhappy, and said coldly: "I reminded you, if you come to ask me again, whether you can cure it or not depends on my mood."

"I'm in a bad mood right now, so I won't treat him!"