Boom boom boom!
"Come in."
Lin Qiye pushed open the door and walked into the clinic.
Sitting on the other side of the table was a middle-aged male doctor wearing a white coat and with very sparse bald hair. At first glance, he looked like a symbol of wisdom.
Lin Qiye sat down on the chair, and the doctor spoke slowly:
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
"There's nothing wrong with me."
"If there's nothing wrong, why are you here?"
"I'm fine, but I have a friend who has a serious mental illness."
When the doctor heard this, he looked at Lin Qiye with a strange expression, and stroked a few hairs on his head with a smile:
"The friend you are talking about, isn't that you yourself?"
Lin Qiye replied seriously: "No, he is really a friend."
"Okay, then tell me what disease you have... no, your friend has. What are the specific symptoms?"
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "This may be a little difficult to describe..."
The doctor smiled and said, "Then you should treat yourself as that friend and show me your actual performance."
Lin Qiye looked at the doctor strangely for a few times, hesitated for a moment, and nodded helplessly.
So, Lin Qiye slowly stood up from his seat.
Under the doctor's gaze, he walked straight 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 were full of kindness,
Whispered:
"My dear son, Daddy finally found you!"
doctor:"… … "
In the next ten minutes, Lin Qiye used all the argumentative writing skills he had learned throughout his life, and explained to the doctor with saliva flying that he was not really sick, thus avoiding the fate of being forced to be hospitalized.
"So, your friend sees everything as if it were his own child?"
"right!"
"Still crying for a long time?"
"Still crying."
"Like sitting in the yard and telling stories to vases and stools?"
"That's right."
"How was your sleep?"
"She doesn't sleep."
"… "
The doctor frowned, "Your friend is seriously ill! I strongly suggest that you bring her to our hospital for inpatient treatment."
"Her situation is rather special and she cannot be hospitalized for treatment." Lin Qiye said helplessly.
Of course he couldn't tell the truth. If he really told the doctor that the goddess of night Nyx was the patient and was living in the mental hospital in his mind, he would soon receive a hospitalization notice.
The doctor thought about it awkwardly, and began typing on the keyboard with both hands, "If she can't be hospitalized, then she can only rely on medication first. I'll prescribe some medicine for you, you go back and give her some. If her condition doesn't improve, you must send her to the hospital."
Lin Qiye looked a little embarrassed.
Can real-life medicine be brought into our minds
Lin Qiye didn’t know, but he felt that even if he brought it in, the medicine used by mortals to treat diseases might not be effective on gods.
"Doctor, besides taking medicine, is there any other way to treat it?"
The doctor pondered for a moment and spoke slowly: "Your friend's symptoms are severe paranoia. I have seen many patients like this. There was a man who loved his wife very much. Later, his wife died in a car accident. He often talked to the air, imagining that his wife was still by his side."
"This disease is mostly caused by a huge mental trauma, which causes the person to subconsciously reject reality and create a false consciousness that 'she is still around'."
"If we can start from the cause of the disease and provide certain psychological treatment, there is a possibility of improvement, but without the help of drugs, it is very difficult."
"Medication and psychotherapy complement each other. Do you understand what I mean?"
Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.
Should he start from the cause of the disease... But he didn't know anything about Nyx's past, so he had no idea where to start!
It seems that more preparation work needs to be done.
Lin Qiye took the prescription from the doctor, but did not choose to pay for the medicine. Since the medicine in reality could not work on the god 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, took the bus back home.
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 enough.
So, Lin Qiye got off the bus at a certain station 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 him, maybe it's one of the parents."
"I saw him when I entered the school gate at around seven in the morning."
"I saw it too. He was wearing sunglasses and a shirt in the morning, leaning against the wall with a cup of coffee in his hand. I thought he was pretty handsome at the time."
"Then why is he like a beggar now? His eyes are red."
"You think he has been here since this morning?"
"No way, it's almost ten o'clock now."
"Who knows? Oh, by the way, did you hear that two students were killed on their way 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, with cigarette butts all over the floor beside him. His back looked indescribably sad under the street light.
Zhao Kongcheng flicked the cigarette in his hand. He couldn't figure out what went wrong.
He squatted there from six in the morning until ten in the evening. He was so dazed by the sun that he didn't even see the boy.
What I saw last night was clearly the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School!
Could it be that this guy guessed that I was going to stop him and simply didn't come
Damn it... My butt hurts from sitting so much.
Zhao Kongcheng supported himself on the ground with his hands, slowly sat up from the curb, pretended to casually pat the dust off his pants, and began to move his hands and feet.
At this moment, he suddenly saw from the corner of his eye that on the other side of the road, a young man in casual clothes was walking leisurely with a few books in his hand...
That guy is somewhat similar in size to that kid...
A bit...
Um
Zhao Kongcheng was stunned and blinked hard.
Oh shit!
whoosh!
Zhao Kongcheng didn't say anything, he rushed towards the young man like a gust of wind, his eyes were red and he looked ferocious!
However, when he was about twenty meters away from the boy, the boy seemed to have noticed something, his whole body trembled, and he also ran away!
The two of them were running wildly on the street, one after the other!
Lin Qiye really wanted to slap himself twice at this moment. There were so many other ways to go, why did he choose this one!
Now look what happens, I just stood him up yesterday and now he’s chasing me again!
Although Lin Qiye's speed was not slow, it was still much slower than Zhao Kongcheng's. He was caught up by Zhao Kongcheng in just a few seconds.
Zhao Kongcheng grabbed Lin Qiye's shoulders viciously and sneered twice.
"Hey boy, we meet again!"
Lin Qiye turned his head stiffly and tilted his head:
"Who are you?"