After Steward Zhou delivered the tea and pastries, Mu Wanwan glanced at Feng Shuang from the corner of her eye.
Feng Shuang's movements of drinking tea were extraordinarily elegant and charming. She already had a gentle face, and her quiet and easy-going temperament made her look even more noble. There are too many traces left on the body, and at a glance, he looks like he is in his thirties at most.
Feng Shuang raised his eyes, and happened to meet Mu Wanwan's gaze: "Wanwan, I actually want you to do me a favor today."
"Auntie, you're welcome. If you want me to help you, you can ask. As long as I can, I won't shirk." Mu Wanwan said with a smile.
And Feng Shuang also heard the implication of Mu Wanwan's words.
Wan Wan obviously wanted to vaccinate her in advance. If it was something that involved the bottom line, she would definitely not help.
Feng Shuang took another sip of tea: "Can you persuade Si Han for me? I know that I was the one who was sorry for Si Han at the beginning. I am not a qualified mother. Actually, not only to Si Han, but also to Xiao Shang. In other words, I'm not a qualified mother either. Back then, because of Si Han's father, I was already disheartened about what I did, and I couldn't bear that kind of torture, which led to my mental slump and serious mental illness"
Mu Wanwan listened quietly to Feng Shuang's words, never expecting that she would torture and take the initiative to bring up what happened in the past.
Especially seeing the sadness in Feng Shuang's eyes that was about to overflow, her heart felt sour for a while.
She couldn't imagine how far a woman would have to be hurt to develop mental illness, become manic and paranoid, and even hurt her own flesh and blood at one point.
Tears could be vaguely seen in Feng Shuang's eyes: "At that time, I no longer cared about anyone, and I also had a relationship with Xiaozan's father in a daze when I was unconscious. Then came Xiaozhang. After giving birth to Xiaozhang, my mental state became worse than before, and even Xiaozhang was handed over to his father to raise him from the very beginning. For these two sons, I actually It¡¯s all owed, I¡¯m not a good mother.¡±
"Auntie, once a person is sick, it is very difficult to control himself. In many cases, you cannot control it." Seeing Feng Shuang bowed her head and weeping, Mu Wanwan handed out the handkerchief in her hand.
She is not comforting Feng Shuang, nor is she trying to explain her.
As a doctor, she understands how painful it is for a person suffering from mental illness.
Just like Si Han also suffers from bipolar disorder, once the symptoms start to attack, he will lose his mind and cannot control himself, these are unavoidable.
And Feng Shuang's mental condition was even worse than Si Han's. At that time, she was completely insane and irrational.
In such a state, she can't even protect herself, how can she protect her child?
She doesn't think Feng Shuang is a competent mother, but she is not a bad person either.
Feng Shuang's tears kept rolling down from the sockets of her eyes like broken beads: "Thank you. Wanwan, I thank you for being by Si Han's side all these years. I know that you are his redemption."
Mu Wanwan smiled and said nothing.
She admitted that she was Sihan's salvation, but Sihan was also her salvation, and only she knew in her heart how important Sihan was to her.
"Auntie, I can understand what you said, but you haven't told me how you want me to help you?" Mu Wanwan asked straight to the point. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com