Chapter 2888 The Self-Harming Teenager

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However, it is not easy to live in such a small high-rise in Chaojing.

The houses here are more than half more expensive than those high-rise elevator houses.

Because each house here is very large, Chen Xinan roughly estimated that Ding Maochang's house is at least more than 150 square meters.

Although the house is large, not many people live in it.

The wife is a housewife and does not work. There are only six people in the two daughters, one son, and a nanny.

Besides, the eldest daughter is in college and only comes back on weekends.

The second daughter is in high school and is not at home during the day and comes home at night.

The youngest son is at home every day, but he only stays in his room and rarely enters the living room. The nanny prepares three meals a day and his mother personally brings them to his room to eat.

Chen Xinan and his group just arrived in the living room, and before they sat down, they heard a little boy screaming from the next room and the sound of smashing things.

The nanny stood at the door with milk in her hand, at a loss.

Ding Maochang's face darkened, and he whispered to the nanny: "Is it happening again? When did it start?"

The nanny trembled and said: "An hour ago, the woman was watching a movie with him inside. I don't know why, but she suddenly became ill..."

Ding Maochang wanted to go in, but he looked at Chen Xin'an and the other two, turned back and said: "Please sit down for a while, I'll get the information for you! Meizhu, pour tea for the guests!"

"Okay, sir!" The nanny hurried into the kitchen with milk.

At this moment, the door of the next room suddenly opened, and the boy's roar came from inside: "Get out! I don't want to see you! Get out now!"

A woman with fluffy hair was pushed out, staggering, and almost fell to the ground.

But the thin boy standing at the door seemed not to see it. He turned around and took a tray, along with the bowls and knives and forks on it, and threw them all out with force, hitting the woman!

Bang!

The door was slammed shut, and the woman collapsed on the ground, holding her head and crying.

"Enya!" Ding Maochang ran over upon hearing the voice, squatted on the ground and hugged the woman.

The woman, unable to hold back any longer, leaned on Ding Maochang's shoulder and burst into tears.

The nanny suddenly ran out of the kitchen, holding a mobile phone and yelling to Ding Maochang: "Sir, it's not good, the young master is hurting himself again!"

"Son!" Ding Maochang and the woman exclaimed at the same time and rushed to the next room.

But the door was locked inside, and the two of them couldn't open it with all their strength.

At this moment, a voice came from behind: "Get out of the way!"

Chen Xin'an was already standing by, waiting for Ding Maochang and the woman to make way, he walked to the door, twisted the door handle with his hand, and then suddenly pulled it back!

With a crisp click, he actually pulled out the entire door lock!

Ding Maochang and the woman were both stunned, but Chen Xin'an had already opened the door and walked in. He rushed to the window, snatched the fork that the boy had stabbed in his arm and threw it aside, took out a steel needle and stabbed it into the boy's head.

The boy, who originally wanted to yell at him, didn't even make a sound, his eyes rolled up and he fell down.

"Let my son go!" Ding Maochang and the woman were both anxious and rushed over regardless of everything.

Luo Xiaoman and Jin Enzai hurriedly blocked the two of them.

Jin Enzai shouted to Ding Maochang: "Old Ding, don't get excited! My brother Yanjun is a doctor, a very powerful inheritor of ancient Chinese medicine!

He is saving the child, don't misunderstand you two!"

Ding Maochang and the woman were stunned for a moment, their faces full of doubts.

Chen Xin'an ignored them, hugged the boy and gently put him on the bed next to him.

The boy had fallen asleep quietly. Chen Xinan picked up his injured arm and found that both arms were already covered with scars, even with scars from wrist cutting!

Frowning, Chen Xinan turned to Ding Maochang and said, "Do you have a medicine box at home? Bring it here quickly!"

For someone like the boy who often self-harms, it is impossible not to have a medicine box at home.

Sure enough, Ding Maochang waved to the nanny behind him, and the nanny immediately ran to the living room and quickly brought the medicine box.

Chen Xinan skillfully and quickly treated the wound on the boy's arm, and finally bandaged it. Then he stood up and said to everyone, "Go to the living room and let him sleep for a while!"

The woman originally wanted to accompany her son, but Ding Maochang shook his head at her and walked out with her in his arms.

Sitting on the sofa, Ding Maochang said to Chen Xinan: "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for saving my son just now.

Wait a moment, I'll go get the information now!"

Chen Xinan waved his hand and said: "Don't worry about the information, President Ding, what is the situation of your son, can you tell me?"

Jin Enzai hurriedly said to Ding Maochang: "Old Ding, I just said that Brother Yanjun is a famous doctor! There are not many opportunities for him to take action. Now I ask you actively, don't waste it!"

Ding Maochang was still hesitating, but the woman raised her head, looked at Chen Xinan and asked: "Sir, can you really save my son?

If you are really willing to save him, we will give you any money you want!"

Jin Enzai sneered and said with disdain: "Sister-in-law, you look down on me!

A master like my brother Yanjun is not short of money at all.

He is much richer than you!"

"What do you want..." Ding Maochang looked at Chen Xinan with a puzzled look.

But the woman stood up, knelt down in front of Chen Xinan, and cried:

"Sir, as long as you can cure my son, I will give you anything you want!

Even if you want my life, you can take it!"

Chen Xinan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and helped her up and said: "Why do I want your life!

You get up first.

It may not be easy for you to invite me, but since I have seen it, I will not ignore it.

It is a taboo in our ancient medical tradition to watch someone die without helping him.

Sit down first, and tell me what happened to your son!"

Ding Maochang was relieved, helped the woman up, and sat on the sofa together.

"In fact, Huanyou was a very smart and lovely child when he was in kindergarten and elementary school.

He was lively, active, sensible and polite, and even the teachers liked him.

But everything changed after he entered middle school.

At that time, his mother and I were very busy at work and rarely took care of our son.

We always thought that we could rest assured if we hired a nanny to take care of his life.

Later, we saw that he was always injured and his mood was getting lower and lower, and we didn't pay enough attention to him.

Until one day, the child's teacher called us, and we learned that Huanyou and the other child had not been in school for nearly a week!"

The woman cried, holding her face with both hands, and said in sobs: "We found him on the beach, and he was soaked at the time.

We don't know what the child has experienced, But after returning, I found that he was in a very bad mood. He would lose his temper and make a big fuss when he heard about going to school.

I took him to the hospital for a check-up and found that he had a serious borderline personality disorder.

In order to take care of him, I quit all my jobs and stayed at home with him.

But after so many years, he has never recovered..."

Ding Maochang gritted his teeth and said, "Why did the child get this disease? I specially asked someone to go to the school to investigate.

Later I found out that the child was bullied by his classmates when he just entered middle school.

This situation has lasted for two years!

The child told the school and us, but the school and we didn't take it seriously..."

At this point, the man in his fifties, like the woman, covered his face and cried bitterly.

"If I had cared more about my son at the time, it wouldn't have led to the current result!

Although those who bullied my son were punished and the school paid compensation, I can't get my lovely son back!"