Chapter 103: Frustration

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“I’m here to help you,” Ning Yue said.

When Liang Li heard this, she immediately threw away the pillow she was hugging and hugged Ning Yue. “Nini, you’re back. Mom has suffered so much. Mom lost your younger brother. No one believes me!”

“Who is Nini?” Gu Yu asked Li Lian.

Li Lian sighed again. “Nini is my eldest daughter. She had smallpox when she was ten years old and had already passed away. If she was still alive, she would probably be the same age as this young lady.”

Hearing Li Lian’s words, Ning Yue didn’t say anything. She reached out and patted Liang Li’s back. “Be good, don’t cry. I believe you. Can you tell me the truth now?”

Sobbing, Liang Li let go of Ning Yue. Afraid that Ning Yue would leave, she grabbed Ning Yue’s hand again.

“Nini, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. You’re finally back,” Liang Li said tearfully.

Ning Yue frowned at Liang Li. Liang Li had become like this not just because of her younger daughter.

She judged that Liang Li was suffering from severe bipolar disorder.

When her illness acted up, her emotions didn’t calm down, and she got pregnant again. Although the husband seemed to love his wife very much, he actually didn’t care enough about her.

His wife’s feelings were fragile and insecure. She had already been depressed when she gave birth to her first child.

After Ning Yue comforted Liang Li for a while, Liang Li fell asleep.

Li Lian watched all of this in shock. He only came back to his senses when Ning Yue arrived.

“Disciple, how was it? Did you discover anything?” Gu Yu asked Ning Yue.

Ning Yue didn’t answer Gu Yu. Instead, she turned to look at Li Lian. “How many years apart did you have a child?”

“After our eldest daughter was around one years old, she gave birth to our second daughter. The interval between each child is about a year. Only the gap between the younger daughter and the fourth daughter is longer. It’s been three years.”

Hearing Li Lian’s words, Ning Yue already understood the crux of the matter. She turned to look at Gu Yu. “Master, I suspect that this madam has bipolar disorder.”

Bipolar disorder was a condition that would only be brought up in the future. In this era, it was still unknown what it was. Ning Yue explained, “When bipolar disorder acts up, one’s mood will be high, and one’s language and activity will increase. When one’s depressed, one’s mood will be low, and one’s interest will be lost. One’s activity will decrease. The two symptoms will often appear repeatedly and irregularly.”

Hearing Ning Yue’s words, Li Lian nodded vigorously. “Yes, many doctors say that my wife is crazy.”

“Your wife can’t be called crazy either. It’s just that when she gave birth to her first daughter, you or your family didn’t take into account her emotions. You said that in your generation, you were the only man in your family. You or your family probably mentioned in front of her often that she must have a boy, right?”

Li Lian’s frown deepened. “Yes, my parents kept harping on about this. I didn’t take it to heart at that time. I felt that my wife and I were still young. We could still have more children. It wasn’t that important for us to have a son as our first child.”

That was the problem. Ning Yue sighed. “Have you ever thought of taking a concubine if you want a son?”

When Li Lian heard this, he hurriedly shook his head. “I love my wife. I don’t want to do anything to let her down. Only my mother has mentioned it to her a few times.”

“That’s right. Your mother mentioned it and your wife suffers from bipolar disorder because she puts too much pressure on herself.”

Hearing Ning Yue’s words, Li Lian was stunned. So the problem lay with him.

“Then… is there any cure?” He asked Ning Yue carefully.

“Yes. First of all, don’t have any children in the short term. Keep her in a good mood. I’ll write down what she can eat. Make it for her according to the list. As for the medicine, I’ll need my master to prescribe it.”

Hearing Ning Yue mention his name, Gu Yu cleared his throat. “Yes, she has to sleep well.”

He had just heard Ning Yue’s analysis with relish. He roughly understood what Liang Li’s problem was. This was also one of his studies.

The only medicine he could prescribe was to help her sleep. Only by sleeping well would she be in a good mood.

If she was in a good mood, this illness would naturally be cured.

After writing these things, the two of them left in a hurry.