"Go," Gu Jun nodded one by one, "come to me for something."


    "I see, little uncle." Joe got drunk and left quickly.


    When he returned to the bedroom, he pushed the door and went in. Misheng, who was lying in bed watching the children, heard his footsteps and sat up, "are you back?"


    "Well!" Joe walked quickly over drunk, restrained his desire to talk to her immediately, bowed his head and kissed her, "I''ll take a bath."


    He rushed into the bathroom, took a combat bath, went back to misheng in his pajamas and lay down, took misheng into his arms, "Xiaomi, shall we talk?"


    Misheng was held in his arms and his body stiffened.


    She knows. She didn''t do well tonight.


    Joe drunk him... He may blame her.


    But she really did her best.


    She doesn''t know what happened to her.


    She is happy for ye Xingbei in her heart, but she doesn''t know why. She always thinks of some very bad things.


    She can''t help thinking why Ye Xingbei is so happy, and she... She''s not unhappy, but she can''t help comparing with Ye Xingbei.


    The more you compare, the more you feel that she is good for nothing. She can''t compare with Ye Xingbei anywhere.


    She knew it was wrong, but she couldn''t control herself.


    She''s driving herself crazy.


    Qiao Zui suddenly wanted to talk to her. She subconsciously felt that Qiao Zui found her abnormal.


    She was particularly afraid of Joe getting drunk and scolded her.


    She was afraid that Joe would get drunk and thought she was not good enough. She didn''t like her anymore.


    This thought made her extremely frightened, and her fingertips trembled slightly.


    Qiao Zui noticed her abnormality, took her hand, bowed his head and kissed her, "Xiaomi, don''t be afraid, no matter what happens, I will always be with you and accompany you..."


    Listening to his gentle and affectionate soothing voice, misheng could no longer control his inner emotion. His cheek was buried in his arms and couldn''t help crying, "I''m sorry, drunk, I''m sorry... I don''t know what''s wrong with me... I, I''m very uncomfortable..."


    "Xiaomi, you''re not sorry for me, I''m sorry for you..." Qiao Zui held her jaw and asked her to look up at him: "Xiaomi, you don''t know what''s wrong with you, I know, you''re sick..."


    Misheng was stunned: "am I sick?"


    "Yes," Joe nodded, "postpartum depression!"


    He kissed misheng, looked into misheng''s eyes and made a serious apology: "Xiaomi, it''s my fault. You gave birth to children for me, but I didn''t find you in a wrong state in time. I had to remind me by my uncle before I found you were ill. It''s all my fault. I don''t care about you..."


    "Postpartum depression? Postpartum depression?" misheng murmured these words and suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment.


    No wonder.


    No wonder her mood is getting more and more wrong recently.


    She always felt very sad and sad.


    Her heart is like a mountain. Obviously, she loves Joe drunk and their son so much, but they are right beside her. She thinks she should be happy, but she just can''t be happy.


    It turned out that... She was ill


    "Postpartum depression?" she looked at Joe drunk with tears and asked, "it can be cured, right?"


    "Of course!" Joe drunk patted her gently and said gently, "as long as you take the medicine on time, it''s easy to cure it. After it''s cured, you''ll be the same as you used to be."


    When he came out from his little uncle, he asked Gu Qingrun to contact an experienced expert in the treatment of postpartum depression.


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