Chapter 371: Heart Disease

Smeared a circle of alcohol, and then Li Yue pulled out the utility knife inserted in his shoulder blade, and after he took out another pair of ointment and wiped it on the wound, he hastily called it a day.

"You can go and buy a band-aid nearby and put it on, I'm running out of it here, but this kind of small injury doesn't matter very much, after all, the position of the shoulder blade is not very important, and with the sharpness of the utility knife, you can't even scrape the bone." Li Yue yawned again, calling him back because of this kind of boring thing, which was a bit disappointing.

"Don't be so lazy, I have another patient here." Inakamasa said.

"Huh? Where is it? I remember that I had seen the little girl's eye disease. Li Yue spread out her hands and said helplessly.

"Just sit over there, go and have a look." Jing Zhong was bowing his head to the chair next to him, Li Yue was startled, until he came in until now, he didn't find that there was still a person sitting there.

"Still a woman... Hey? Isn't that the little girl's sister? I remember calling Fang Ling'er. Li Yue walked over, he squatted down and looked at Fang Ling'er's lowered head, and then nodded slightly.

"The most difficult thing in the world to treat is heart disease." Li Yue turned her head to look at Jing Zhongzheng's face again and said.

"Ah Zheng, to be honest, do you think I can do anything?" He asked again suddenly.

"Yes, I probably think so, after all, your usual performance is so perfect, I can't fault the slightest fault." Inakamasa replied.

"But I'm not omnipotent, heart disease is a disease, at best, it can follow for a lifetime, and in the short term, maybe she will go to the toilet and drink a glass of water, and it will be over by herself, only unilateral enlightenment is not very useful, or it can be said that it is useless." Li Yue stood up, he said.

"Have you ever seen someone with depression? Depression should be a very common disease, although Miss Fang Ling'er's current symptoms are a bit similar to depression, but it has not reached that level after all, I have seen many patients with major depression, they are extremely self-centered, do not accept any opinions, their minds are full of a lot of negative thoughts, the only thing that can restrain them may only be family, love and the like, but once these vital feelings for him can no longer understand him, this depressed patient will inevitably commit suicide, Terrible thoughts such as self-harm. ”

"Their suicide is real suicide, and their self-harm is also real self-harm, not because they want to attract the attention of others, but just because they live in this world is too painful, too lonely, so lonely that no one understands."

"Depression is not a disease, in popular terms, it is a hurdle in life, you pass, you can come out of the shadows, look at the beauty of the world again, you can't get by, but are occupied by all kinds of negative emotions, then your failure is also a matter of course, it has always been the case, people who can stand at the top can control their emotions and not be dominated by emotions."

"Miss Ling'er, I hope you can think about it."

"Farewell." Li Yue bowed slightly, and then took the elevator and left.

"Wait." Inakamasa unexpectedly called out to him.

"You've never stopped me before, because you believed in me and I believed in you, but you didn't believe me this time. Ah Zheng. Although Li Yue's footsteps stopped, he turned his back to Jing Zhongzheng and said.

"So, is there really no direct treatment?" Inoakamasa asked with a sigh.

"Yes, of course, the best way is to accompany, and the second is to wait."

"Time is the best and the worst cure, always."

"Don't say much, I have something to contact with the drifting bottle." Li Yue waved her hand and went down in the elevator.

Jing Zhong was looking at Fang Ling'er, who had been sitting motionless, he sighed again, the darkness spread throughout the room, the night gradually fell, and the moonlight shone in the corner of the office, sprinkling a cold light on this lonely place, cold and cold.

Jing Zhongzheng turned on the lamp, after he packed up the documents, he looked at Fang Ling'er, who was still sitting there, after hesitating for a while, Jing Zhongzheng looked at his watch, and then hugged her with the princess, Fang Ling'er didn't resist, just was hugged by him, and then entered the elevator.

"People can't go without eating, not even gods." Li Yue was sitting in the canteen of the Jingzhong Group, where he was holding a bowl of yellow braised chicken rice and nibbling there.

"It looks like there's a guest in the cafeteria today." Li Yue glanced at Jing Zhongzheng, who came in with Fang Ling'er, and couldn't help but say.

Inaka looked around and walked into the second-floor restaurant, which was a high-end restaurant for the upper echelons, but Inoaka thought it was too much trouble, and he usually ate Turkish kebab rice on the first floor of the cafeteria, although it wasn't Turkish at all.

The warm golden light shone on the white tablecloth, and the white color was also dyed.

Jing Zhongzheng forcibly pressed Fang Ling'er on the chair, and then he also sat down opposite.

"Want something?" As soon as Inakamasa said this, he realized that he shouldn't have said it at all.

Because Fang Ling'er still didn't answer his mind at all.

"It's my lack of thought, sorry."

"Waiter, don't be too high-end, let's have some down-to-earth home-cooked food, go and talk to the chef." Inoakamasa beckoned, and the waiter who had been waiting for him immediately walked over.

"Yes, Mr. Jing."

"Go ahead."

Jing Zhong was looking at Fang Ling'er, and there was infinite silence between the two of them.

"Because there's really nothing to say, either one-sidedly or two-sidedly." Li Yue buttoned her nose and said to Zhang Mazi beside her.

"After all, with your IQ, it's too difficult to understand what Uncle Ben means, do you expect a monkey to understand people? That's impossible! Li Yue said.

"Wow, you dare to mock me, you pretend to be a coerc, and you dare to call yourself uncle? I am the uncle, the famous Uncle Zhang! Zhang Mazi immediately jumped to his feet, and he scolded.

"Cut, if you were an uncle, you wouldn't be eating here now, I really haven't seen a few uncles come to the cafeteria to be full, I said uncle, you're too shabby, right?" Li Yue's expression was very unscrupulous.

"You know a fart, I call it affinity, do you understand? An amiable uncle! After all, everything is inseparable from the help of the people, and even the uncle has to start from the grassroots level, and then he can be a good uncle, do you understand? Now it was Zhang Mazi's turn to taunt Li Yue with his profound knowledge.

"Wow, it's amazing, no wonder it took so long to become a beggar, oh, it's a model now, right? But then again, what kind of ghosts, snakes, and gods can really be models now? You should be the kind of contrast, after all, everyone is used to seeing the beauty of handsomeness, and for a while, someone who looks so ugly and is so avant-garde is really eye-catching. Li Yue laughed.

"You, you're mad at me! Wow, Uncle Ben is going to blow your head out! ”

"Hey, come on, monkey!"

Compared with the noise on the first floor, the second floor of the cafeteria is much quieter, Jing Zhong is holding his hands, looking at Fang Ling'er who is bowing his head opposite, his lips have opened and closed countless times, but he just can't find the sentence that can be spoken.

“....”

"Sir, the home-cooked food you ordered, this is made by the chef of our hotel."

"Crucible thousand-page tofu, spicy chicken, vinegared cabbage, hot and sour shredded potatoes, sweet and sour lotus root, sweet and sour pork ribs, a bowl of tomato and egg soup." The waiter brought all the dishes to the table, and Inakamasa nodded, it seems that this chef has not forgotten his roots.

"Okay, bring me a big bowl of rice, and give me two larger bowls, I'm not used to eating bowls of this size." Inakamasa shook the bowl in his hand that couldn't be smaller, bowls in restaurants are usually of this size, but Inoaka has always disliked such small ones.

It's delicious to eat, such a small bowl can only stuff a little bit of rice, so how can he eat?

So that's why Inakamasa doesn't like going to restaurants and socializing, and he used to do it and still do.

"It's just... A long time ago, some people always said I was weird. Iakamasa muttered to himself.

He has always been regarded as a weirdo by various relatives, friends and elders, because he really does not abide by the rules of the world, and he does not let people and does not like to be so twisted and circumvented with those bragging and farting elders, eating seriously when he eats, and reading books when he finishes eating.

"This kid will definitely not be able to become a big thing in the future!" At that time, there was an elder who commented on him like this, but a few years later, when he cried and shouted to come to Inozhongzheng's company to find a position for his son, Inozhongzheng also replied to him:

"If your son is like you, he will definitely not be able to become a great man in the future, and he will live a very hard life."

Jing Zhong Zheng looked at his gray and departing figure at that time, but there were not many waves in his heart, this is not revenge, but Jing Zhong Zheng has always disliked interspersing relatives around him in the company, after all, in this country, people who have a little relationship and start to be powerful are really not in the minority, in order to facilitate management, he doesn't want such a thing to appear in the Jing Zhong Group.

"Sorry, a little distracted."

Jing Zhongzheng came back to his senses, he looked at the table full of dishes that had not touched a spoonful and a chopstick, and said sorry to Fang Ling'er.

"Eat?" Inakamasa picked up his chopsticks and asked.