Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 982

982 Li junche and Li Junting’s illness

Treatment Room No. 1.

Bo Hanyuan’s expression was cold as he flipped through the medical records and test data.

After a long while, he raised his head and fixed his cold gaze on li junche’s nervous, handsome face.

“On the surface, it looks like grophilia, but in reality, it’s still because she’s suffering from dual personalities. When she was nervous, she would want to eat candy, or when she didn’t have candy for a long time, she would be nervous and anxious. Either way, it’s the other personality in his heart that’s causing trouble.”

Bo Hanyuan saw that the beautiful young man took out another milk candy while he was talking and wanted to take the opportunity to stuff it into his mouth.

He walked over expressionlessly and confiscated all the milk candies and chocolates in li junche’s hands and bag without mercy.

“Don’t give him so much sugar in the future. That will only make his ‘sugar-sucking’ personality stronger.”

Bo Hanyuan threw the gloves that had touched li junche’s hands into the rubbish bin along with the candies.

As he took out a new pair of gloves and put them on, he spoke to li junyu in a deep voice.

There were two personalities in li junche’s body. Other than the Li father and son, only old master Bo and Bo Hanyuan knew about this.

The third young master of the Li family, li junche, had split into two personalities ever since he had seen his mother die in front of him while carrying the cake.

The main personality was the Li junche under normal circ.u.mstances.

The second personality was a strange person.

Li junche’s second personality, probably due to excessive stimulation, actually thought that he was a ‘ghost’.

He was also a ‘sugar-sucking ghost’.

Sugar-sucking ghosts, as the name suggested, were like vampires.

Once a vampire couldn’t suck blood, they would become weak and even die.

As for sugar-sucking ghosts, once they couldn’t eat any sugar, they would become restless, their bodies would become weak, and they might even fall into shock and faint.

Ruan Mengmeng had seen li junche’s weak and desperate need for candy twice.

After eating the candy, he instantly recovered his energy.

The ‘sugar-sucking ghost’ personality appeared.

However, as long as the ‘sugar-sucking ghost’ personality ate candy, he would be placated and would not come out to cause trouble.

Therefore, under normal circ.u.mstances, no one would notice li junche’s abnormality.

“Big brother, I’ll die if I don’t eat the candy.” Li junche really wanted to cry for help.

Bo Hanyuan’s cold and mechanical way of confiscating his candy was already enough to drive him crazy.

Now, he even wanted to tell his big brother to reduce his sugar intake.

The beautiful youngster felt that he couldn’t endure it. He definitely couldn’t endure it. He must fight to the end.

However-

His brother’s cold voice shattered his fantasy.

“Two boxes of chocolate a day. All other desserts are confiscated.”

“Big brother, how about two boxes of chocolate and a box of lollipops?”

The beautiful young man wanted to cry.

Without ruan Mengmeng bringing candy for him, how was he going to live his days in the future?

“A box of chocolate.” There was not a trace of emotion on li junyu’s handsome and cold face.

“……”

This time, li junche could only shut his mouth, not daring to say another word.

Li junyu, on the other hand, left the treatment room after giving him a cold glance.

He had concealed the fact that Chen Qingzhi had caused his mother’s death.

However, it was impossible for second and third to be kept in the dark forever.

Li junyu would try his best to keep it a secret, but he firmly believed that there was no such thing as an impervious wall in this world.

If one day, second and third brother knew the truth.

He only hoped that his two younger brothers would not be like him.

He hoped that they would have enough courage to fight against their inner demons.

……

A moment later, in treatment Room No. 2.

This was the umpteenth time that li Junting had received such a diagnosis. He sat on the sofa with great confidence and stared at Bo Hanyuan, who was flipping through the medical records and data.

Hmph!

The fierce Peac.o.c.k was proud.

He had minored in psychology when he was abroad.

He didn’t believe that so many experts and professors had been fooled by his acting.

Even old master Bo didn’t know about his real illness.

How could Bo Hanyuan find any clues?

[next chapter, before 23:30]