Ye Lang quickly picked up his mobile phone and clicked on the Weibo of the person who spread the news first.

Comparing the person on the panel and the avatar of the person on Weibo, it is indeed very similar to the same person, with a 90% similarity.

After Ye Lang saw it, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes, but the expression on his face could not be seen by others.

Ye Lang: Sure enough, there is such a person, I want to see what you have to spread a rumor like me on the Internet.

Ye Lang returned to the front desk again.

"Sir, have you decided to make an appointment with a doctor?"

Ye Lang nodded, "It's possible to specify which doctor to book, right?" ”

"That's right, sir, you fill in this information first, and we'll let you know in advance if your booked lifetime is available."

Ye Lang looked at the piece of paper handed over by the waiter, on which he needed to fill in a lot of information.

"Do you have to fill in all of these?"

"Yes, sir, you can fill it out according to the information above."

Ye Lang nodded, picked up the pen placed next to him, and did not hesitate to write one in the column above the name, Ye Nan, in the column of the doctor in the hospital, the name of the person on Weibo.

Ye Lang: Anyway, you won't look up a patient's real name, I'll see how you tell I have depression!

Ye Lang returned the filled bottom to the waiter at the front desk.

"I'm sorry sir, Dr. Li will have more patients recently, and there are many people who have made appointments with him later, it may take a long time, why don't you change doctors?"

Ye Lang: Just kidding! I'm here today for him, how could I get another one, if it weren't for the sake of seeing what kind of person he is, how could I spend this unjust money.

"No, I can wait, I heard from a friend that your doctor Li here is quite good."

"Yes, sir, you are a big celebrity with us, and every year the patients who have been cured by him come to visit him and give him some gifts."

Ye Lang saw that the front desk attendant, and as soon as he talked about the doctor, he almost had a look of admiration on his face, and he became even more curious about this doctor.

Ye Lang: It turned out to be a big celebrity in the field of psychiatrists, no wonder many people believed it after publishing a few words on the Internet.

Ye Lang sat on a chair, picked up a newspaper and read it.

Ye Lang waited there for a long time, but he still didn't reach his number, and Ye Lang was almost asleep when he sat there.

"Hello, how long will it be before I see that Dr. Li?"

"Hello sir, there are still five people behind Dr. Li, and when it's your turn, it's estimated that it's time to get off work, or you will come back tomorrow."

According to Ye Lang's calculations, it will take at least an hour to two hours for everyone to go in, so if it is calculated, it is indeed his turn to get off work, Ye Lang looked at the small ticket in his hand.

"Then wouldn't my life today be useless?"

"No, sir, our here is different from other psychological counseling rooms, the number we register here today can still be used tomorrow, and it will be arranged in the front."

Ye Lang: Oh, this point is quite humane, not bad.

So Ye Lang went home first, planning to wait until the next day to come back.

As soon as Ye Lang walked out of the psychological counseling hospital, he always felt as if someone was watching him.

Ye Lang's first feeling was that there were paparazzi following him, so he seemed to look around, especially in some hidden places, and he would take a serious look to see if there was anyone.

After looking around, he didn't find any suspicious people, Ye Lang thought that he was too worried, so he didn't pay much attention and went back.

Ye Lang had just returned home and looked at his phone as usual.

As soon as he played for a while, the Weibo system reminded him that there was a new gossip, and the title was "Ye Lang really has depression".

After Ye Lang saw this title, the whole person bounced up from the chair.

"Wow, what the hell is this? Why didn't I even know I had depression? You all know it! ”

Ye Lang guessed that he had just come out of that hospital, and someone must have been patting, and his feeling just now must be not wrong.

Ye Lang clicked on the hot search, and indeed the picture on it was from which hospital he came from, and there was a small video, which was the one where he was looking at whether there was anyone around.

And the person who couldn't post it actually explained in the video, "And because I'm afraid of being seen, I'm still very panicked to take a look, is there any paparazzi around?" Then I drove home quickly. ”

Ye Lang laughed in disbelief, "Hmph, sure enough, the paparazzi is different, he can go to write the script, why do you want to be a paparazzi?" ”

After being photographed this time, netizens became even more convinced that she had depression, and began to worry about all kinds of worries and blessings in the comment area.

Ye Lang watched netizens being played by them, and he became even more angry.

Ye Lang: I must go to see again tomorrow what that person means, why I was detained as a disease for no reason!

Ye Lang had already thought of a lot of plans to scare him before going to bed, and even thought of the first words of the meeting.

On the second day, Ye Lang still wrapped himself tightly, but because his figure was too easy for everyone to recognize, and the matter of going there yesterday had been exposed, there would definitely be people who paid more attention to the people who went there.

Ye Lang looked in the mirror, put on two extra pairs of pants for himself, and a few more clothes to make himself look even more bloated.

Ye Lang: Fortunately, it was winter, if it was summer, I would have been suffocated to death now.

Ye Lang looked at himself who had gained a lot of weight in the mirror, "This look shouldn't let others recognize it as mine, right?" ”

Because he was wearing too many clothes, Ye Lang felt a little inconvenient to move.

But these clumsy movements have the shadow of a fat man, which reduces people's speculation about him.

Ye Lang went inside and saw that the waiter standing at the counter was the one from yesterday.

Ye Lang: It's him again, if he had seen the hot search on Weibo yesterday, then he should be able to recognize me again today.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Lang still stuffed the note in his hand that was registered yesterday back into his pocket.

"Hello, is Dr. Li free now? I want to call him."

(End of chapter)