Seize His Little Wife

Hearing this, Christine White thought for a while and shook her head, “In fact, as things stand now, the day when I use the identity of Christine White and meet with Baird Lane is getting closer and closer, just like you said, little baby’s treatment can’t be separated from Baird Lane, and it’s impossible for me to keep on not coming to see Bo, and maybe one of these times, I’ll bump into him.”

“Indeed.” Ives Norton sighed softly.

Christine White took a breath, “Well, enough about that, Dr. Tom finished his visit.”

The two men turned their attention back to Dr. Tom.

Dr. Tom handed the phone back to Ives Norton, “Judging from the video, Bo is very eager for his father’s love, and the reason we didn’t notice this before is because Bo can’t express it, so the next key to Bo’s treatment is Bo’s father.”

At that, Christine White wasn’t a bit surprised.

Which she and Ives Norton had just guessed and were still talking about.

“Dr. Tom, Bo’s father, needs some treatment from you as well.” Ives Norton said.

Dr. Tom raised an eyebrow in surprise, “What? His father has autism too? But I’ve never heard of autism being genetic, only mental illness.”

“Pfft!” Ives Norton didn’t hold back a laugh, “That’s not true Dr. Tom, Bo’s dad isn’t autistic or mentally ill, but he’s been put under mental suggestion by other psychiatrists, as well as hypnotized so that he can’t recall his former memories.”

“What, that there is such an abomination? Who is that psychiatrist? Was there any authorization from your country when you gave little baby’s father the mental suggestion?” Dr. Tom looked serious.

Ives Norton shook his head, “No, he was bought and paid for.”

“That’s a loss of conscience!” Dr. Tom slapped the table in exasperation, “What’s that psychiatrist’s name, I’m going to sue him at the International Psychological Association and make him take off that white coat.”

“Don’t worry Dr. Tom, we’ll get him to the Association afterward without you.” Christine White couldn’t help but smile as she looked at the righteously indignant little old man.

Sending Doctor Luise to the Psychiatric Association was something Ives Norton had suggested to her earlier.

It’s just that Doctor Luise has a use for it for the time being, so she didn’t send it.

“That’s good, to be able to be bought off so easily, that kind of person, doesn’t deserve to be a psychiatrist.” Dr. Tom nodded.

Christine White smiled again, her mouth slightly open, and was about to say something when the suite’s doorbell suddenly rang.

She looked to Ives Norton.

Ives Norton also happened to look at her, “It should be Baird Lane.”

“It’s not even three o’clock, why is he coming over?” Christine White frowned.

Ives Norton thought for a moment, “Maybe he was in a hurry to come over and see Bo, after all, he really likes Bo.”

Christine White pouted, “I’ll hide for a bit.”

“Hide in the next room.” Ives Norton suggested.

Christine White hmmm’d, “You get the door, I’ll go to the next room first.”

When she finished, she stepped out of the room first and ducked into the next door.

Ives Norton watched her duck before heading for the suite door.

The door opens, and the person at the door is indeed Baird Lane.

Baird Lane walks in, “I’m here to see Bo.”

“As it happens, Bo is with Dr. Tom.” Ives Norton closed the door.

Baird Lane motioned towards the door of Bo’s room, “Dr. Tom is here?”

“Happy? There’s hope for your brain.” Ives Norton teased.

Baird Lane glanced at him coldly and opened the door into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Dr. Tom was looking over some of Bo’s diagnostic treatments upon his return when he heard the door open and craned his head to look over,

saw Baird Lane and stood up in surprise, “Oh, you must be Bao’s father, you look so much like Bao.”

Baird Lane blushed, “It’s Bo who looks like me.”

“What’s the difference?” Dr. Tom didn’t quite understand.

Ives Norton snickered, “Well Baird, Dr. Tom is a foreigner, how can he tell the difference, so hurry up, go up and call out to Bo a few times so Dr. Tom can see how things are going.”

Without speaking, Baird Lane lifted his feet and walked over to the bed and sat down, picking Po up as he had done yesterday, calling out Po’s name.

Po moved.

It moved as several people watched.

Next door Christine White watched the monitor and covered her mouth in excitement to keep from crying out.

Sure enough, so far Bo is only reacting to Baird Lane.

“Very well, I think I have a treatment plan.” Dr. Tom clapped his hands together and hastily grabbed a pen and paper and went to a side table to write.

Ives Norton curiously padded over to look.

Baird Lane didn’t go, and to him, no matter what the treatment plan was, it wasn’t as important as the little treasure in his arms.

A few minutes later, Dr. Tom returned to the bedside after writing up the treatment plan, “The specifics of the treatment are here, Bo’s dad, and we’ll implement it starting tomorrow.”

This cry of Little Treasure’s father went to Baird Lane’s heart.

He took the notebook with one free hand and scanned it, “Yes, whatever it is, I’ll cooperate.”

“That would be great.” Dr. Tom nodded, then stared at Baird Lane, “Bo’s dad, I heard from Dr. Norton that you’ve been hypnotized and put under mental suggestion, can I diagnose you?”

“Could be.” Baird Lane set Po down.

Dr. Tom stepped forward, reached out, and put his hand over his eyes.

Immediately afterward, Baird Lane heard a beautiful mouth-humming piece of music, and then he felt his head begin to drift.

Ives Norton looks on and marvels at seeing Baird Lane hypnotized so quickly.

It’s true that psychiatrists are the wizards of the medical profession, this hypnotic effect, faster than anesthesia.

Next door, Christine White acts to extremely calm, staring at Baird Lane’s face on the monitor, wondering what she’s thinking.

Time passes by.

Half an hour later, Baird Lane opened his eyes.

He frowned and looked around, “What just happened to me?”

He felt so much like falling asleep.

“You’ve just been hypnotized by Dr. Tom.” Ives Norton stood next to Baird Lane and answered him out loud.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Baird Lane held his forehead, “Hypnosis?”

“Yeah, Dr. Tom unlocked your mental cues, and from now on, you’re free, you’ll never be bound to Molly Bort again, happy?” Ives Norton smiled danglingly at him.

Baird Lane’s expression was indifferent, “Where’s Dr. Tom?”

“Went to answer the phone.” Ives Norton pointed to the balcony.

Baird Lane looked over and saw that there was indeed a man outside the balcony, so he stopped paying attention and shifted his gaze to Bo’s face.

little baby had already fallen asleep, he stared at little baby’s face, and the slightest hint of favor emerged in his eyes, which had always been cool and indifferent.

Ives Norton saw it and tsked, “It sure is different when you’re a dad.”

“Shut up!” Baird Lane chortled softly.

Ives Norton cuts and closes his mouth.

At this time, Dr. Tom came back from answering the phone, seeing Baird Lane waking up, he nodded with satisfaction, “To be able to wake up so quickly, it is evident that you have strong mental strength, good, then the next hypnosis treatment for you, is also much easier.”

“Hypnotherapy? I’m not cured of hypnosis?” Baird Lane wrinkled his nose.

Ives Norton gave him a blank look, “You think it’s that easy, you lost those years of memory and can’t remember them completely, so this can be a lot harder than mental suggestion therapy.”

“And will my memories return after the treatment?” Baird Lane clenched his fists coldly.

“That should do it, right Dr. Tom?” Ives Norton wasn’t sure.

Dr. Tom put on a pair of very strange glasses, “Not necessarily, he was forced to forget, not naturally because of the time that has passed, naturally, I can guide him to remember slowly, but forced to forget, even if I guide him no matter what, he can only recall some generalities.”

“That is to say, my memories, there is no way to recover all of them?” Baird Lane’s face grimaced as a wave of resentment rose in his heart.