Before getting permission from my father.
Shen Zai confirmed again: “Is it OK, Father?”
He wanted a Chinese teacher.
Special Chinese teacher.
Shen Zhishu lowered his eyes and looked at the child who looked like him. He touched his face and said, “Yes.”
Shen Zai hugged his father’s neck and stayed quietly in his arms. After a while, he whispered, “Thank you, father.”
Shen Zhishu didn’t love this child at all.
He thought that the family of three was more in line with the definition of a happy family by secular ethics.
In this way, their family will look more perfect.
A loving couple, a sensible and obedient child.
Shen Zai learned a truth from this day.
Nothing can be done that will let the mother go.
The next day.
Shen Zhishu invited a doctor from the sanatorium.
There are also Song Shengsheng’s past medical records.
He did not lie to the police officer, he was prepared for being so calm.
Shen Zhishu’s prudence was like a dense spider web, woven her entire body.
Patients with mental illness need a guardian.
And he is her guardian.
This is the right given to him by law.
It is a natural thing, and no one can take him away.
“Sir, Mr. Shen’s medical records are already here, and there are also the mental identification certificates, paranoid identification certificates, and depression history presented by the hospital.”
“These are enough to prove that she is now incapacitated and needs a guardian.”
“As Mr. Shen’s guardian, you are within the scope of law to provide necessary care for Mr. Shen.”
These words said by the lawyer.