Chapter 410


    Be‘s POV


    In the past, Betty would either question me or scold me.


    She was very quiet today. I was very worried about her condition


    Soon after arriving at the hospital. I registered Betty in the psychology department. Betty went into the


    consulting room My mother and I waited in the corridor outside


    My mother was very anxious She took my hand and asked, “Be, do you think Betty is... mentally


    ill?


    Seeing my anxious mother, I had no choice but tofort her ‘Mom, Betty has suffered so much this


    time. She will definitely need some time to recover. Don‘t worry, she will be fine.”


    “She misses Anne very much Hank is being too unreasonable I don‘t know where his parents took Anne


    It‘s obvious that they dont want to let Betty see Anne anymore. My motherined.


    “Mom, Betty took the initiative to give up Annes upbringing and she didnt take any alimony When she


    divorced, she asked for a house and so much money It‘s understandable that the Hank family doesn‘t


    want Betty to see Anne,” I said


    In fact, I also understood in my heart that probably Hank didn‘t want Betty to affect Anne‘s growth. Betty‘s


    character was too extreme If I were Anne‘s father, maybe I would do the same “It‘s true that Betty did


    something wrong, but they cant separate the mother and daughter forever, can they? That‘s too cruel.


    My mother frowned


    While we were talking, the door of the consulting room opened, and Betty came out with Anne‘s photo in


    her arms.


    “Family members, pleasee in!” Aman in a white coat in the consulting room shouted to the


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    outside.


    “Ah, here we are.” My mother answered and then told Betty to sit on the row of chairs in the corridor and


    wait. Then she took me into the consulting room.


    Sitting opposite to the doctor‘s desk, the doctor said to my mother and me very cautiously, “After my


    questions just now, I can tell you that the patient should have severe depression.


    “Depression?” My mother and I looked at each other, and my heart was very entangled.


    We had all heard of depression. The patients were usually unhappy and had the tendency tomit


    suicide. They couldn‘t do anything else.


    “Doctor, does she need treatment? Is there any hope of being cured?” My mother asked eagerly. The


    doctor hesitated for a moment and answered, “It‘s hard to cure a mental disease, but it‘s not impossible


    to cure it. A depressed patient maymit suicide, so your family must take good care of the patient in


    case of any ident.”


    Hearing this, my mother immediately trembled all over. I quickly held her hand.


    The doctor continued, “The depressed patient needs to be apanied and cared by her family in order


    to be happy. By the way, there is a sanatorium in the southern suburbs that is specially provided for


    patients who are mentally ill. The doctors and equipment there are very good, but the cost is a little high,


    and they only ept a limited amount of patients. If you have the ability, it will be


    10000 very helpful for the patient to have a family member apany her to the sanatorium for


    treatment for a period of time!”


    “Thank you, doctor.” My mother and I helped each other out of the doctor‘s consulting room.


    Looking at Betty, who was in low spirits sitting on the row chair, my mother was crying. I had been


    holding back my tears, but I felt very sad and quickly handed my mother a tissue. “Mom, don‘t cry in front


    of Betty,” I whispered in her ear. “Okay.” My mother quickly took the tissue and wiped her tears. Then,


    she suppressed her emotions and pulled Betty out of the hospital. After we went back, Betty went back


    to her room alone. My mother and I sat in the living room and talked to each other.


    “What should we do with Betty now?” At this time, my mother couldn‘t hold back her tears. She held a


    tissue and burst into tears.


    I was also very sad. I didn‘t expect Betty to be so fragile that she actually suffered from severe


    depression. I knew that this disease was very troublesome, and it was very likely that depressed patients


    wouldmit suicide. I could onlyfort my mother. “Mom, you can only stay with her for a long time.


    We need to care about her more.” I didn‘t know how tofort her.


    At this time, my mother suddenly took my hand and said, “Be, I know Betty used to treat you badly. but


    you can‘t hate her in your heart. You are sisters. Now I can only count on you to help her!” “Mom, I will try


    my best to help her...” In fact, it would be a lie to say that I didn‘t feel sad at all. At this moment, my eyes


    were also a little red. Once, when I was in my most difficult time, I actually hoped that my sister could


    help me, but she didn‘t. Instead, she stepped hard on my head. I could ignore Betty, but I couldn‘t ignore


    my mother‘s feelings. So for the time being, I hid my true feelings for Betty in my heart. My mother


    sighed and said, “What makes Betty sad now is that she can‘t see the child. If Betty sees Anne, she may


    be better.” My mother looked at me and said, “Be, can you...”


    Before my mother finished her words, I understood what she meant.