Boom, boom, boom!
"Please come in."
Lin Qiye opened the door and walked into the consulting room.
Sitting on the other side of the table is a middle-aged male doctor. He is wearing a white coat and has a sparse Mediterranean Sea on his head. He is a symbol of wisdom at first glance.
Lin Qiye sat down on the chair, and the doctor leisurely said:
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
"There's nothing wrong with me."
"There's nothing wrong with you. What are you doing here?"
"There's nothing wrong with me, but I have a friend who has severe mental illness."
When the doctor heard this, he looked at Lin Qiye with a strange expression, smiled, and smoothed a few hairs on his head:
"The friend you are talking about is not you, right?"
Lin Qiye replied seriously: "No, he is really a friend."
"Okay, then tell me what disease you have... No, what disease does your friend have? What are the specific symptoms?"
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "This may be a bit difficult to describe..."
The doctor smiled, "Then you think of yourself as that friend and behave realistically to me."
Lin Qiye looked at the doctor strangely, and after a moment of confusion, he nodded helplessly.
So, Lin Qiye slowly stood up from his seat,
Under the doctor's watchful eye, I walked straight up to him.
He stretched out his hand,
He buried the middle-aged doctor's head in his arms,
The other hand gently stroked the few remaining hairs on the doctor's head.
His eyes are full of kindness,
Said softly:
"My dear son, Dad finally found you!"
doctor:"..."
In the next ten minutes, Lin Qiye used the argumentative techniques he had learned all his life to explain to the doctor that it was really not him who was sick, thus avoiding the fate of being forced to be hospitalized.
"So, your friend sees everything like he sees his own child?"
"right!"
"Have you been crying for a long time?"
"Crying all the time."
"Like sitting in the yard telling stories to the vases and stools?"
"That's right."
"How was your sleep?"
"She doesn't sleep."
"..."
The doctor frowned, "This friend of yours is very ill! I strongly suggest you bring her to our hospital for hospitalization."
"Her situation is quite special and she does not have the conditions for hospitalization." Lin Qiye said helplessly.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell the truth. If he really told the doctor that Nyx, the goddess of the night, was the patient and was still living in the mental hospital in his mind, he would soon receive a hospitalization notice.
The doctor thought for a moment in embarrassment and started typing on the keyboard with both hands. "If she cannot be hospitalized, she can only rely on medication first. I will prescribe some medicines for you. You can give her some medicine when you go back. If her condition does not improve, If so, it must be sent to the hospital."
Lin Qiye's expression was a little troubled.
Can real medicine be brought into the mind?
Lin Qiye didn't know, but he felt that even if he brought it in, the medicine used by mortals to treat illnesses might not be effective on gods.
"Doctor, besides taking medicine, is there any other way to treat this?"
The doctor thought for a moment and then spoke slowly: "Your friend's symptoms are severe delusions. I have seen many such patients. There used to be a man who loved his wife very much. Later, when her wife died in a car accident, he often looked at the air. Talk and imagine his wife is still with him."
"This disease is mostly caused by having suffered huge mental trauma and subconsciously rejecting reality, thereby creating a false consciousness for oneself that 'she is still around'."
"If we can start from the perspective of the cause of the disease and provide certain psychological treatment, there is a possibility of improvement, but without drug assistance, it will be very difficult."
"Drugs and psychotherapy are complementary to each other, do you understand what I mean?"
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.
Should we start from the perspective of the cause of the disease... But he doesn't know anything about Nyx's past, so he has no way to start!
It seems that more preparation work is needed.
Lin Qiye took the medicine order from the doctor but did not choose to pay for it. Since the medicine in reality could not work on the gods in his mind, there was no need for him to spend the money.
And...these medicines are so expensive!
Lin Qiye, 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 Qiye a breakthrough.
To enlighten Nyx from a psychological perspective, and to do this, you must understand her well.
So, Lin Qiye got off the bus at a certain stop and walked into the Cangnan City Library.
…
No. 2 Middle School, at the school gate.
"Hey, look, who is that uncle?"
"I don't know, I guess it's a parent."
"I saw him when I entered the school gate at about seven o'clock in the morning."
"I also saw him wearing a pair of sunglasses and a shirt in the morning, leaning against the wall with a cup of coffee in his hand. I thought he was quite handsome at the time."
"Then why is he acting like a beggar now? His eyes are all red."
"You think he hasn't been here since morning, right?"
"No way, it's almost ten o'clock now."
"Who knows? Oh, by the way, have you heard that two students were killed when they came home from school last night?"
"real or fake!"
"Of course it's true, I heard..."
"..."
On the curb opposite the school gate, a lonely man was sitting there alone. Next to him were cigarette butts on the ground. His back under the street lamp was indescribably sad.
Zhao Kongcheng flicked the cigarette in his hand. 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 blinded by the sun that he didn't see the figure of the boy.
Obviously what I saw last night was the uniform of No. 2 Middle School!
Could it be that this kid guessed that he was going to block him and just stopped coming?
His grandma's...butt hurt from sitting.
Zhao Kongcheng put his hands on the ground, slowly sat up from the curb, pretended to casually pat the dust on his pants, and began to move his hands and feet.
At this moment, he suddenly saw out of the corner of his eye that on the other side of the road, a young man in casual clothes was taking a leisurely walk with a few books...
That guy looks a bit similar to that kid...
A bit...
Um?
Zhao Kongcheng was stunned and blinked hard.
Damn it!
Whoosh!
Without saying a word, Zhao Kongcheng rushed towards the young man like a gust of wind, his eyes red and looking fierce!
However, when he was about twenty meters away from the young man, the young man seemed to notice something. He was shocked and ran away too!
The two of them were running wildly down the street, one behind the other!
Lin Qiye really wanted to slap himself twice at this moment. There were so many roads to take, why did he choose this road!?
It's good now. I just released my pigeon yesterday, and now I'm really chasing after you!
Although Lin Qiye's speed was not slow, it was still far behind Zhao Kongcheng. He was caught up by Zhao Kongcheng within a few seconds.
Zhao Kongcheng grabbed Lin Qiye's shoulders fiercely and sneered twice.
"Boy, we meet again!"
Lin Qiye turned his head stiffly and tilted his head:
"Who are you?"