Chapter 97: Chapter 97: He is finding various ways to cling to his daughter-in-law!
She remembered that someone even avoided having pets to prevent the pets from competing for Lu Zhaozhao’s affection.
He was emotionally restrained and possessive towards Lu Zhaozhao, which wasn’t typical of someone with separation anxiety.
Dr. Tian’s eyes narrowed slightly, after pondering for a moment, she asked, “Regarding his separation anxiety, does he show any obvious stereotypical behavior? Such as, getting angry when he can’t be with you.”
Although Song Sinian didn’t get angry, his moodiness was even more frightening than his anger.
That suffocating feeling, as if someone was choking her throat, she never wanted to experience it again in her life!
“No.” Lu Zhaozhao almost thoughtlessly denied it.
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Song Sinian getting angry at her…
Neither in his past life nor in this one had that ever happened.
If there was any loss of control, it was only that he once bit her lips in the car, and nothing more.
Thus, Lu Zhaozhao briefly explained the recent events concerning Song Sinian to Dr. Tian, and the doctor was thoroughly convinced.
Song Sinian didn’t have separation anxiety, he just liked sticking to his wife in various ways!
Dr. Tian also felt like she had seen something new.
It was truly one of those once-in-a-lifetime series.
She cleared her throat lightly, “You don’t need to worry too much about Sinian, he…”
He’s just a straight man acting coquettishly.
Though Dr. Tian wanted to say that, she couldn’t.
Rarely had Song Sinian shown willingness to open up for Lu Zhaozhao, how could she play the villain?
Of course… she shipped a couple that must have a happy ending.
Dr. Tian cleared her throat again, then slowly spoke, “Sinian’s condition hasn’t worsened, on the contrary, being more dependent on you indicates that he’s willing to open up to others, which is quite helpful for his condition, so you shouldn’t worry too much.”
From the moment Song Sinian started caring about Lu Zhaozhao more than anything else, his condition had noticeably improved.
So as long as Lu Zhaozhao was doing well, Song Sinian’s condition wouldn’t be a big problem.
After hearing Dr. Tian’s words, the heavy stone in Lu Zhaozhao’s heart finally fell to the ground, “Is there any way to alleviate his anxiety symptoms? Would something like desensitization treatment work? Or maybe having him try to interact with other people…”
“Absolutely not!” Dr. Tian blurted out without even thinking.
Lu Zhaozhao was also startled by her suddenly intensified tone, “Is it very dangerous?”
“Yes.” It would be very dangerous for others.
At least for those who would “try to get along” with Song Sinian, their lives might be at risk.
Dr. Tian tried to calm her emotions, then slowly said, “For this type of separation anxiety, just appropriate physical contact and verbal reassurance can solve it.”
To make Lu Zhaozhao give up on the idea of “sending out” Song Sinian, she continued, “You can guide him to talk about the things that cause him anxiety or behaviors that make him anxious, and if that doesn’t work, you can come to me again.”
“Okay, thank you, Doctor Tian.”
While talking on the phone, Lu Zhaozhao also used her pen to jot down notes in her notebook, completely unaware of a tall figure slowly approaching.
By the time Lu Zhaozhao hung up the phone, Song Sinian was already standing in front of her.
His tall figure blocked the light above her head, and his elongated shadow fell on her notebook, making her jump.
She looked up at Song Sinian, and as if suddenly thinking of something, she immediately covered her notebook with her hand.
Song Sinian’s eyebrows slightly raised, he took a step back, his tone light, “What were you just doing?”
Lu Zhaozhao tugged awkwardly at the corner of her mouth, “I, I was chatting with Doctor Tian.”
Song Sinian nodded and didn’t continue to ask.
Actually, when he had walked over just now, he had seen the words written on Lu Zhaozhao’s notebook.
“Separation Anxiety,” “Appropriate Physical Touch,” “Talk about Anxiety-Inducing Actions or Thoughts”
His eyes darkened, did Lu Zhaozhao have separation anxiety?
He really wanted to call Tian Xiangjun immediately to ask, but would she tell him about Lu Zhaozhao’s condition?
She had mentioned before that Lu Zhaozhao had suffered psychological trauma from a young age, having been mentally abused for so long, making her emotions more sensitive than most.
Recently, because of the Xia Family issues, her emotions had been quite strange and indeed needed some counseling from Tian Xiangjun.
Song Sinian saw Lu Zhaozhao put away her notebook and then sat beside her, lowering his head to kiss her lips.
There was still noticeable scabbing from where he had bitten her last time.
Although medicine had been applied, it had not yet healed.
He must have been crazy at the time to have bitten Lu Zhaozhao so hard.
Song Sinian reached out to touch her small face but dared not touch her lips anymore.
“Ding—”
Suddenly, Lu Zhaozhao’s phone vibrated in her pocket.
She took it out and glanced at it, just in time to see a message from Xia Wenjue.
“Zhaozhao, your third brother, is having surgery this Friday afternoon, will you come?”
Lu Zhaozhao furrowed her brows slightly at the message, seeming a bit hesitant.
Song Sinian pinched her serious little face and asked softly, “What’s wrong? Is there a problem with the Xia Family?”
Lu Zhaozhao shook her head, “It’s my third brother, he’s having surgery this Friday, I… am a bit nervous.”
She looked into Song Sinian’s deep, steady black eyes, and the truth slipped out of her mouth.
Afterward, she simply straddled his legs, wrapping her arms around Song Sinian.
She was not very tall to begin with, and nestled against Song Sinian’s large body, she seemed even smaller.
He simply extended his arms to hold her, enveloping her entirely in his embrace.
“If you want to go, I can come with you on Friday,” Song Sinian’s large hand gently patted her back, his face full of patience.
Because of the illness of the third son of the Xia Family, Lu Zhaozhao had been focusing on that lately.
Her emotions had also turned strange.
Just yesterday, Lu Zhaozhao’s mood had finally improved a bit, and he didn’t want her going to the hospital again to upset her.
Lu Zhaozhao herself was still undecided about going to the hospital, after all, brain surgery is complicated and lengthy, and she was afraid she might cry uncontrollably because of the worry.
If Song Sinian were willing to go with her, perhaps her emotions would stabilize!
Lu Zhaozhao was about to agree when suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her brows furrowed again.
She straightened her back abruptly, looking solemnly at Song Sinian, “Mr. Song, if you come with me on Friday, you have to promise me one condition first!”
Song Sinian’s deep eyes narrowed slightly, still he nodded, “Alright, what condition do you want me to agree to?”
Each time Lu Zhaozhao stipulated a condition, he was always able to receive a reward, so he held no disdain towards her making conditions.
“Uh…” Lu Zhaozhao looked at his slightly expectant eyes, raised her brows a bit—had she seen wrong just now?