The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 1816: Trauma sequelae
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Yun Shaojun looked for a long time, then turned his eyes around. When he saw the oldest aunt An Lingyan, he liked to play with him, An An Yao, and his hair was whiter than before. Most of the An Lingyang, the mind finally slowly woke up.
"Grandpa ..." overflowed from Yun Shaojun's mouth with a crying voice, "Grandpa, my father and mother? They ... are they dead?"
An Lingyang sat by the bed, held him in his arms, and choked, "Junjun, it's useless for grandpa, it didn't save your father and your mother. It's useless for grandpa!"
"Dad! Mother! Whoo-!!!"
Yun Shaojun is only an eight-year-old child. After confirming the death of his parents at this time, he can't help crying.
An Lingyuan ’s wife has always liked the two children the most. At this time, she could n’t help but red eyes, “As long as you live with An An, just live! In the future, Jun Jun and An An will follow us and we will treat you Take care of yourself like your own child? "
Yun Shaojun cried for a while, then wiped away her tears, and her eyes were full of hate, "Grandpa, it is a member of the Jinwu tribe, it is the beast of Wuda that killed his father and mother! I must Father and mother take revenge! "
"Your father and mother's revenge has been reported." An Lingyao hurriedly said, "Junjun, you are most grateful for you, he saved you, and he and his second son killed the Jinwu tribe. People, even Uda died in their hands. "
Yun Shaojun took a long while to sit up, and then sat up on the bed, hoeing solemnly at the head.
I patted him on the shoulder of Yun Shaojun, signaled that he didn't need to do these ostentations, but his eyes fell on the little girl Yun Anxin.
I saw that just now, the little girl kept her head down, her face pale, her body trembling, as if immersed in her own world, she couldn't pull it out.
奚 玥 Warm hands touched the little girl's forehead, and Yun Anxin immediately shook violently, seeming to be afraid to avoid it.
But suddenly, as if she felt something, she looked up timidly, and her eyes fell on her.
"An'an, are you okay?" An Lingyao nervously said, "Are there any other pains? Let Auntie see it!"
However, as soon as An Lingyao spoke, Yun Anxin immediately grabbed his hand in horror, like a frightened bunny, hiding behind him, his body shivering.
Whoever it is, besides Yun and Yun Shaojun, as long as everyone else is talking and approaching the girl, she is frightened, pale and scary, and even An Lingyao wants to force her to treat her, she is still scared His face fell into a coma.
"An'an, An'an--!" Yun Shaojun's face changed in fright, holding her unconscious sister and not letting go.
"PTSD (Sequence of Trauma)." I shook my head and looked at the little girl's pale smile, with pity in her voice.
"Wang son, what are you talking about?"
奚 玥 sighed: "An'an was hit and frightened so much that she closed her heart. This has nothing to do with physical illness, it is a psychological obstacle, and even I can do nothing."
"So ... what then?"
奚 玥 Reaching out and gently touching the girl's forehead, half a while before she said: "As long as you take good care of her, let her forget the pain and feel happy, she will definitely get better."
Yun Shaojun's eyes are red and his fist is clenched, "I will take good care of my sister."