Like a Little White Flower, Mo Shishi blinked her big eyes, looking innocently at Wan Chunmei and the others, shaking her hands forcefully on both sides of her head with a childish coquettish tone, "You bad people, let me go see Jinghan! My Jinghan is amazing, he'll buy me lots and lots of delicious food!"
Wan Chunmei's tears poured like rain. Covering her face, she cried for nearly half a minute before grabbing Lu Zi'an's hand. Her shoulders trembled as she asked, "Zi'an, what's wrong with Shishi exactly? Please take a look at her!"
Lu Zi'an furrowed his brow, "Aunt, don't worry, I'll examine her."
After speaking, Lu Zi'an stepped forward, but Mo Shishi grabbed the pillow on the bed and screamed at him, "Get away, you bad person, you're a bad person! I want Jinghan! Where is my Jinghan?"
Judging by Mo Shishi's reaction, Lu Zi'an preliminarily concluded that it was a mental breakdown.
And this kind of mental breakdown appeared to be treatable.