The next morning, Chi Zhao came out of the house, and this time he saw Qi Yuyang before he even walked to the parking lot.
Although Chi Zhao already found out that he lives near here yesterday, he wouldn't pierce this layer of window paper so quickly, would he
Chi Zhao was silent for a moment, decided to ignore him, and continued to walk forward.
When he was about to pass Qi Yuyang, Qi Yuyang lowered his eyes and said, "I will see a doctor this morning."
Chi Zhao took a step.
He tilted his head slightly, and Qi Yuyang also slowly looked at him. He opened his mouth and seemed to be a little nervous about the next situation, "Can you accompany me?"
Chi Zhao's eyes moved slightly, Qi Yuyang looked at him nervously, but under his anticipation and anxiety, Chi Zhao finally shook his head, "No."
Almost instantly, the brilliance in Qi Yuyang's eyes faded away, Chi Zhao secretly took a deep breath, and turned to leave. This is the corridor of the apartment. After Chi Zhao walked into the elevator, he couldn't see what was going on in Qi Yuyang's place. He could only ask the system, "What is his expression now?"
[The expression like a dead wife.]
Chi Zhao: "… "
Although he knew that the system was mocking him, he couldn't admit it, this feeling was too suffocating...
Qi Yuyang lived in a sanatorium for two years, went to a psychiatry department for three years, and received five years of uninterrupted psychological counseling. Later, he found out that what kind of genius doctor and what the most advanced therapy in the world is all nonsense. What did they really do, it also made his mood more irritable.
Therefore, Qi Yuyang has no good feelings for psychiatrists and psychiatrists. I've been disappointed so many times that it's hard to even have hope.
Sitting in the dressing room early in the morning, the makeup artist applied his makeup. On the other side, the new assistant sent by the manager was putting things away for Chi Zhao. Chi Zhao crossed his left leg and put his fingers together on his knee. After a while, he asked Assistant Xiang Xin, "How many scenes do I have today?"
The assistant flipped through the storyboard script, lowered his head and said, "Three scenes, one in the morning, two in the afternoon, and there is an action scene in the afternoon, Brother Xue, shall we use a stand-in?"
After the assistant asked, he didn't hear the other person's answer. He raised his head and saw that Chi Zhao was still in a daze, so he asked again.
Chi Zhao blinked and asked without answering, "When will this morning be over?"
The little assistant smiled, "I don't know, it depends on how your condition is, Brother Xue. If you are in good condition, maybe it's over."
… that is impossible.
Chi Zhao put down his legs angrily and changed to a more comfortable sitting position. Suddenly, the voice of the system sounded from his mind.
[Do you want to see him?]
Chi Zhao rubbed his toes against the concrete floor, "No, I just want to hear how Cheng Ran treated Qi Yuyang."
Isn't that just to see him
[Don't think about it, as soon as you leave, Qi Yuyang will know that wherever a star goes, everyone will be watching, you can't eavesdrop at all, just sit here honestly. Besides, Cheng Ran is the youngest top psychiatrist in the world. With him, you can definitely go to prison.]
Chi Zhao: "...Okay, let me borrow your blessings."
Qi Yuyang didn't come directly to Cheng Ran's clinic. He waited outside the clinic for more than three hours, sitting in the car. He kept staring at his mobile phone, looking forward to the moment when the screen turned on. It's a pity that the screen is always black, and the person he misses has no idea of calling him.
Qi Yuyang is very generous, he made Cheng Ran's appointment all day at once, Cheng Ran had nothing to do, read a book for a while in the office, flipped through dozens of pages, he walked to the blinds and looked downstairs. The black business car.
The car has been parked there since nine o'clock in the morning, and the owner of the car has always maintained the same posture, not getting off or doing anything else.
Cheng Ran thought it was funny, did Qi Yuyang still think that Xue Qing would change his mind
Without even thinking about it, Cheng Ran knew that Qi Yuyang was definitely waiting for Xue Qing, but now that Xue Qing rejected him so much, how could he possibly accompany him to see the doctor
Upstairs and downstairs, the two have different thoughts, and when they meet, there is no good face between them. Qi Yuyang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, while Cheng Ran had an undisguised look of schadenfreude.
Fortunately, Cheng Ran still remembered his identity, he stretched out his hand, "Sit down."
Sitting on the standard leather reclining chair in the psychiatrist's office, Qi Yuyang didn't lie down, but first glanced at Cheng Ran, "Before you, I have seen many psychiatrists, and I just want to summarize them in one word, trash. "
Cheng Ran smiled slightly, and returned the past with kindness: "I think they summed it up in one word for you, bastard."
Qi Yuyang squinted, the temperature in his eyes dropped by several degrees, Cheng Ran stood up and said seriously: "Of course, you can rest assured, I'm different from them, so far, there are no incurable diseases that I can't understand. ."
Cheng Ran's words are still very strict. He said that there are no incurable diseases that he cannot understand, but he does not say that there is no mental disease that he cannot cure. That is to say, he will definitely be able to diagnose the source and attribution of the disease. , but may not cure the disease.
This is also understandable. Psychological illnesses are the same as physical illnesses, and some illnesses cannot be cured. If all can be cured, then Cheng Ran will not just be an ordinary psychiatrist, but change his career to be the leader of a cult.
Without exaggerating or being overly modest, Qi Yuyang's sense of Cheng Ran has finally improved a little. If the favorability score was negative 10,000 before, it is now negative 9,999.
…
Cheng Ran's questioning process was the same as the doctors Qi Yuyang had seen before. He asked him to tell him what he felt was wrong, then he talked about the cause he thought was the cause, and finally, he asked him some questions and asked him to take a look. Zhang strange paintings.
Qi Yuyang is very familiar with this set of procedures, and it is because of familiarity that he feels irritable. Cheng Ran saw his impatience, but ignored him. He put away the pictures and smiled lightly at Qi Yuyang, "There is no shortage of powerful psychiatrists in this world. With Mr. Qi's identity and financial resources, I believe you will see Those doctors who have been there are not trash, maybe some of them are better than me."
Qi Yuyang frowned at him, "What are you trying to say?"
"I want to say that they can't prescribe the right medicine. It's not because they have limited skills, but because the information they get is not comprehensive enough. The last time you received treatment was a year ago. At that time, you didn't know Xue Qing, right?"
Qi Yuyang was silent for a while, "Xue Qing and I have known each other since a long time ago. We are high school classmates."
Cheng Ran was slightly stunned, obviously did not expect that there was such a relationship between them, he thought for a while, and asked again: "Then recall, from the time you started to have a headache, to the time you found that Xue Qing could cure your headache, what happened in the middle? Have you met Xue Qing in time?"
Qi Yuyang pursed his lips tightly, "No."
After speaking, he quickly raised his head again, "But what does this have to do with Xue Qing?"
Cheng Ran seemed to have heard something terrible, and his eyes widened slightly, "What kind of problem is this, can't you see such an obvious relationship? You don't have a headache until you see him, which shows that your The disease has the only connection with him, your cause is probably Xue Qing, those doctors couldn't diagnose it before, it's also because you haven't seen Xue Qing, they don't know there is a connection between the two."
Qi Yuyang didn't say that he was kidnapped. He only said that he suffered a serious psychological trauma six years ago. Cheng Ran saw that he was very resistant, so he didn't ask any more questions. Therefore, Cheng Ran didn't realize how terrible it would be if Xue Qing had something to do with Qi Yuyang's cause.
Qi Yuyang stared at Cheng Ran and said word by word, "Because I love him, I will feel at ease when I see him, so I don't have a headache, he can bring me a sense of security that no one can provide. That's the reason, it has nothing to do with the cause you mentioned."
Cheng Ran's expression changed, he leaned against the office chair and said disapprovingly: "Qi Yuyang, President Qi, have you watched too many TV dramas? The saying that one person is another person's life-saving medicine does exist. But it definitely doesn't exist in you and Xue Qing. If one person can have such a big effect on another person's psychology, there are only two situations. One, the two people have known each other long enough that one person becomes Second, that person is not a human being, but a virtual god who can obtain a lot of spiritual comfort. Which one do you and Xue Qing fit in?"
Saying that, Cheng Ran sat up straight and rested his elbows on the desk. He asked Qi Yuyang seriously, "Or did you fall in love with Xue Qing six years ago?"
…
Chi Zhao still came back very early today. He found that the more troubled he was, the better his acting skills were. In the action scene in the afternoon, he didn't use a stand-in. He was beaten into a panda eye.
Although it left a lot of shadows on the action teacher, it was rare that Chi Zhao really passed it. When he returned home, he finished dinner and then stayed in the living room to watch TV.
As usual, Chi Zhao would have gone back to the bedroom to play with his mobile phone long ago. Today, it was almost eight o'clock and he didn't go back. He was still staring at the TV intently, and the system couldn't help but be silent.
[What's the use of you staying here, you don't know which room he lives in, and you don't know if he returns or not.]
Chi Zhao was suddenly pricked, he hesitated for a few minutes, and finally turned off the TV and stood up.
Seeing him preparing to go back to the bedroom, the system was satisfied.
"Ding-dong-"
Chi Zhao turned his head, and the system reported before monitoring.
[Qi Yuyang is outside.]
Chi Zhao quickly put on his slippers and ran over with small steps. When he reached the door, he hurriedly braked.
Can't open the door.
Chi Zhao was struggling with whether to ignore it directly or tell him to leave through the door. Before he could figure out why, Qi Yuyang who was outside the door spoke first.
The door mirror and monitoring are integrated. Qi Yuyang stared at the door mirror, just staring at the camera, and falling into Chi Zhao's eyes created an illusion that the two were looking at each other.
Chi Zhao was suddenly a little nervous.
“…I don’t like seeing the doctor.”
Qi Yuyang's voice was low and clear, with a bit of vulnerability that people could easily perceive. He knew that Xue Qing was behind this door, and he knew that Xue Qing would not open the door for him, so he just said to himself. He said, "The moment I stepped into the hospital, it meant that I was unhealthy. My heart, my brain, and my nerves were out of order. I was cured when I was sick. I am not against being sick. What I am afraid of is... The disease will never be cured.”
Some illnesses are not terminal illnesses, but they are more terrifying than terminal illnesses, because those illnesses destroy the patient psychologically, with little by little despair and little by little abandonment. It's the most painful time.
Healthy people can't understand how scared and sad people are when they are sick. Human beings are social animals, and everyone is afraid that they will not fit in with the group. Qi Yuyang's resistance and panic are also based on this.
He was afraid that Xue Qing would stay away from him because of his abnormality.
Qi Yuyang said a lot in bits and pieces. He said it wherever he thought of, regardless of whether there was anyone behind the door. In the end, Qi Yuyang took a step forward.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched the cool door. The position he touched was exactly the height of Chi Zhao. His movements were careful and extremely gentle, and in a trance, Chi Zhao had an illusion, as if his fingers were lingering on his cheeks.
"It's been hot recently, so don't turn on the air conditioner too cold at night."
"I'm leaving, good night."