Chapter 41: Writer Patient in the Psychological Clinic (1) (Double Referral Vote)
Guessing is guessing, at 9:50 in the evening, Su Ruoying sent him a message, saying that the business was not finished, so Luo Fei didn't have to wait.
Luo Fei hesitated for a while between single-player mode (normal) and single-player mode (hard), and finally chose hard mode, opened the door of the virtual space, and looked at the scene in the script.
The reason why he chose this way is not that he has confidence in challenging difficulties again. His current mentality is similar to that of those who are willing to spend a lot of money to watch the premiere of the movie in the early morning, although those who watch it later enjoy the same content of the movie, but they have the conditions to watch it first, and then show off to others after watching it, but it is also one of the places where human beings can get satisfaction.
Last night, Su Ruoying showed off to him the high-quality weapon she had just gotten, and Luo Fei, who didn't fight in person during the raid on the Wei camp for safety, also had the idea of showing off back tomorrow after he got better equipment after he got the script tonight.
In short, now that Luo Fei has chosen the single-player (difficult) mode, even if he was completely dumbfounded after seeing the scenes in the script, he did not regret taking the medicine, and he no longer had the right to re-choose the normal mode.
This time, he entered the script without much hesitation after being dumbfounded, and did not think about it first according to the scenes in the script as before.
It's not that he was impulsive, but there was only one desk left in the script, and there was a booklet on the desk that was supposed to be the script, and the rest were gray, completely in a state of chaos, and I couldn't see anything clearly!
Luo Fei cautiously walked to the desk, picked up the booklet, and saw that the cover read:
[Single-player Mode Script (Difficult): Introduction to "Writer Patient in a Psychological Clinic"]
Flip inside, and the content is:
[Script introduction: The well-known writer Tang Xiaoxiao wrote too many novels, which led to a madness about the plot. One day, he finally imagined that he could call for wind and rain, and actually put an incense case in front of a residential building, and chanted words to the incense burner.
The panicked family inquired about a very powerful psychiatrist, Luo Fei, and sent Tang Xiaoxiao to his clinic for psychological treatment for three days. If he does not get better within three days, he has to switch to medication, but it is likely to affect his future writing career. γ
[Customs clearance conditions: Restore Tang Xiaoshrimp to a normal state within three days]
[Difficulty level: 3 stars]
γConditions for Receiving Additional Rewards: Unknownγ
[Difficulty Level: Unknown]
[The system defaults to the reminder: The game safety period of this script is 10 minutes, please try to create favorable conditions for yourself during this time]
[Difficult Script Hint: None]
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Luo Fei looked at the gray environment around him except for the desk, and couldn't help but shout and complain: "You don't let me see anything from the system, and let me create any favorable conditions!" β
The sound of complaining soon echoed back in Luo Fei's ears, and it was obvious that although the surroundings could not be seen clearly, it was not boundless nothingness.
Luo Fei simply sat on the desk with the script, and couldn't do anything else in 10 minutes, so he had to start from the content of the script introduction.
Looking at the synopsis, he is supposed to be the psychiatrist in charge of the treatment, and the patient is a guy who writes novels and hallucinations. But what is the situation in which Tang Xiaoshrimp has symptoms? Luo Fei had just finished begging for rain in the last script, and this patient was given to him for treatment because he fantasized about begging for rain?
"That's a coincidence!" Luo Fei couldn't help but be a little speechless when he thought of this.
He has seen some movies about psychotherapy, in which the doctor of the University of Toda uses a pocket watch to treat the patient's illness, but is often calculated by a more powerful patient.
At present, since this patient is a writer, his imagination must be richer than that of ordinary people, and it must not be easy to treat. Luo Fei is not a professional psychiatrist after all, and he only knows a little about this field, so the difficulty of clearing the customs can be imagined.
Ten minutes passed quickly, and as the portal disappeared, the scenery around Luo Fei gradually became clearer.
He found himself in a room of twenty square meters, the furniture in the room was all vermilion tones, relatively old-fashioned, the wallpaper on the wall was also gray, the whole room was slightly gloomy, and it was difficult for the people who entered to be happy in their minds.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Luo Fei subconsciously said, "Come in!" Immediately opened the door and came in a woman in a gray skirt professional attire, looking about twenty-five years old.
Luo Fei only knew that she should not be a patient, so he didn't open his mouth and waited for the other party to report his identity.
"Oops, Dr. Lowe!" Unexpectedly, after she saw Luo Fei, she covered her mouth and said to Luo Fei, "What are you doing sitting on the table?" Come down, wait for the customer to come and see, it's time to think you're unprofessional! β
Luo Fei got down from the table with a dumb smile, just sat down to read the script, but after the plot started, he forgot to agree that the NPC came first.
At this time, there was already a reddish-brown chair behind the table, Luo Fei coughed to hide his embarrassment, sat at the table and asked, "Are you?" It's mine? As he spoke, he put his right hand on the hair on the right side of his head and tapped it gently, as if he couldn't remember.
"I'm your assistant Dong Xiao!" The female assistant stepped forward with concern and handed Luo Fei a stack of materials and said, "Have you seen too many patients recently and used your brain too much?" After taking on this big client, I suggest you go out and relax, after all, this profession is too exhausting! β
"No matter how hard it takes, it's not as much as a writer!" With a burst of joking laughter, a man of nearly thirty years old walked in from the unclosed door.
Dressed in sportswear, he seemed to have just run, he panted slightly and walked to the chair in front of Luo Fei and sat down, and said to Luo Fei with a smile: "I have read on the Internet, it can make people more relaxed and normal after exercise, my family has to let me come and take a look, I naturally have to adjust to a good state first, lest you diagnose me too seriously, and taking medicine is absolutely impossible!" β
From the words of the person, Luo Fei judged that this person should be Tang Xiaoxiao, who was asked to be cured in the script.
Apparently he now looks perfectly normal, and he knows that running to relax is better for diagnosis, and it is hard to imagine that such a person would make an exaggerated gesture of begging for rain downstairs in the community.
But since the script has set up Luo Fei to treat him, it is undoubtedly a waste of time to think about whether he is really sick.
At this time, the female assistant Dong Xiao stood on Luo Fei's right hand, looking like she was waiting for Luo Fei to send at any time. Luo Fei first chatted with the writer about the cause of treatment: "Can you first explain why you are begging for rain downstairs?" β
Tang Xiaoxiao said to Luo Fei with a very helpless expression: "It's not that the character in my novel was besieged by the enemy army on the mountain during the battle, and he was cut off from the water source, and if he didn't ask for rain, the army's heart would be in chaos!" As I wrote this, I thought I should try it myself in order to make the novel more vivid. I didn't expect to attract the police, and my wife suspected me of writing novels to the point of going crazy, so I had to come to you to see it! β