ked the seventh seat to fake two invitations. We walked in straight and aboveboard, and then looked for an opportunity to kill Bailituming."they would never have imagined that we could mingle with the...knock!

"Please come in."

Lin pushed open the door and walked into the consultation room.

sitting on the other side of the table is a middle-aged male doctor, dressed in a white coat and a sparse Mediterranean, which looks like a symbol of wisdom.

Lin sat down in a chair for seven nights, and the doctor said leisurely:

"tell me, what's wrong with it"

"there's nothing wrong with me."

"nothing wrong. What are you doing here"

"there's nothing wrong with me, but I have a friend who has a serious mental illness."

when the doctor heard this, he looked at Lin Qinight strangely and smiled and stroked several hairs on the top of his head:

"the friend you're talking about can't be yourself, is it"

Lin Qiyi replied, "No, he's really a friend."

"OK, then tell me that you have. No, what's wrong with that friend of yours What are the specific symptoms "

Lin mused for a moment, "this may be a little hard to describe."

the doctor smiled. "then think of yourself as that friend and show it to me."

Lin Qinight looked at the doctor strangely, then nodded helplessly after a moment of entanglement.

so Lin Qiyue slowly got up from his seat, and

went straight to him under the doctor's gaze.

he reached out and

buried the middle-aged doctor's head in his arms.

gently stroked the remaining hair on the top of the doctor's head with the other hand.

eyes were full of kindness.

whispered, "my dear boy, Daddy has finally found you!"

Doctor: "."

in the next ten minutes, Lin Qiyi used the argumentative writing technique he had learned all his life, spitting to explain to the doctor that he was really not sick, avoiding the fate of being directly forced to be hospitalized.

"so, that friend of yours sees everything like his own child"

"Yes!"

"did you cry for a long time"

"crying all the time."

"like to sit in the yard and tell stories to vases and stools"

"that's right."

"how was your sleep"

"she doesn't sleep."

"."

the doctor frowned, "you are a friend, you are very ill!" I strongly suggest you bring her to our hospital for hospitalization. "

"her condition is so special that she has no conditions for hospitalization." Lin opened his mouth helplessly in seven nights.

of course it is impossible for him to tell the truth. If he really told the doctor that Nix, the goddess of night, was a patient and still lived in the mental hospital in his mind, he would soon receive a notice of hospitalization.

the doctor thought about it awkwardly and began typing on the keyboard with both hands. "if you can't be hospitalized, you can only rely on medication. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. You can go back and give her some food. If you don't get better, you must send it to the hospital."

Lin Qiyi's expression is a little embarrassed.

can real-life medicine be brought to mind

Lin Qinight didn't know, but he felt that even if he brought it in, the medicine used by mortals might not be effective on the gods.

"Doctor, is there any other way to treat it besides taking medicine"

the doctor pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "your friend's symptom belongs to severe paranoia. I have seen a lot of this kind of patient. There was a man who loved his wife very much. Later, when his wife died in a car accident, he often talked to the air and imagined that his wife was still with him."

"this disease is mostly due to great mental trauma, subconsciously rejecting reality, thus creating a false consciousness that 'she is still around'."

"if we can start with the cause of the disease and give some psychological treatment, it is also possible to improve, but without drug assistance, it is very difficult."

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"drugs and psychotherapy, the two are complementary, you know what I mean"

Lin Qi Night nodded thoughtfully.

should we start from the point of view of the cause of the disease But he doesn't know anything about Nix's past, so he doesn't know how to start!

it seems that more preparatory work should be done.

Lin Qiyue received the prescription from the doctor, but he didn't choose to pay for the medicine. Since the real medicine doesn't work on the gods in his mind, he doesn't have to spend the money.

and. These medicines are too expensive!

Lin Qinight, who came out of the mental hospital, got on the return bus.

this trip to the mental hospital was worth it, at least it gave Lin Qinight a breakthrough.

enlighten Nix from a psychological point of view, and if you want to do this, you must know her well.

so Lin Qi got off at a certain station and walked into the Cangnan City Library.

.

No.2 Middle School, school gate.

"look, who is that uncle"

"I don't know. I guess it's some parent."

"I saw him when I entered the school gate after seven o'clock in the morning."

"I saw him, too. He was wearing sunglasses and shirt in the morning, leaning against the wall with a cup of coffee in his hand. He thought he was handsome at that time."

"then why is he like a beggar now My eyes are red. "

"you said he wouldn't have been here since this morning, did you"

"No way, it's almost ten o'clock now."

"who knows, oh yes, have you heard that two students were killed when they came home from school last night"

"really"

"of course it's true, I've heard that."

"."

on the curb opposite the school gate, a lonely man was sitting there alone, with cigarette butts all over the floor and unspeakable sadness under the street lamp.

Zhao Kongcheng flicked the smoke in his hand, but he couldn't figure out what went wrong.

he squatted from six o'clock in the morning to ten o'clock in the evening. He was so fooled by the sun that he didn't see the boy's figure.

what I saw last night was the uniform of No.2 Middle School.

did this kid guess that he was going to block him and just refused to come

his grandmother's... I have a pain in my ass.

Zhao Kongcheng, with his hands on the ground, slowly sat up from the kerb, pretended to inadvertently pat the dust on his pants and began to move his hands and feet.

just then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that on the other side of the road, a teenager in civilian clothes was walking slowly with several books.

that guy is a little bit like that kid.

A little bit.

HM

Zhao Kongcheng was stunned and blinked hard.

**!

whoosh!

Zhao Kongcheng didn't say a word, like a gust of wind running straight to the teenager, his eyes red and a ferocious look!

however, when he was about 20 meters away from the teenager, the teenager seemed to notice something. He shook all over and ran away as well.

the two just ran back and forth in the street!

Lin Qiyue really wants to slap himself in the face at the moment. Why do you choose this road when there are so many roads to go

it's better now. I stood up someone just yesterday, and now they're **ing chasing me!

although Lin Qiye's speed is not slow, he is still much worse than Zhao Kongcheng, and he was overtaken by Zhao Kongcheng in a few seconds.

Zhao Kongcheng grabbed Lin Qinight's shoulder viciously and sneered twice.

"Boy, we meet again!"

Lin Qiyue turned his head stiffly and tilted his head:

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