Dr. Lake thinks he's been happy.

As an orphan.

He didn't become a street child and was bullied and rummaged through the garbage cans by everyone, but grew up very tough, and lived to the present day by relying on his natural deception.

5 years old to the current 34 years old.

From the petty thieves at the beginning, you can now have your own psychological clinic.

Lake felt like he was a winner in life.

But he now understands that the smooth sailing of the 34-year-old before his life was all because of his catastrophe this time.

That man is coming!

He had the feeling that he had been stunned for most of his life, and that he was finally going to be sanctioned.

"Uh, doctor, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Sheng walked over and looked at Dr. Lake's eyes when he saw the monster, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"You, you are."

"I'm here to see a doctor, my name is Trick. Markasha. Luo Sheng said nonsense without changing his face.

"Oh, of course!" Lake quickly got up, wiped the black tea from his mouth, and said, "What, I just learned the news of my grandmother's death, so it makes me a little sad." ”

"Oh my gosh, that's sad news, can I still see a doctor?"

"Of course."

Dr. Lake quickly crossed his legs and drank the entire pot of black tea in one gulp to calm himself down.

Luo Sheng just watched as Dr. Lake drank a whole pot of black tea.

He was starting to get a little skeptical.

Did this guy just come back from a desert tour, why is there such a lack of water?

Seriously.

Luo Sheng's memory is not so good, except for more important things, he basically forgets other things directly after doing it.

He even forgot what he had for lunch.

As for the doctor, who he had only seen once in total, he had almost forgotten about it.

Of course, he didn't feel that the other party had a pit for himself with that pile of medicine.

After all, his illness did not get better in the end, and it can also be attributed to the fact that he did not live a normal life, and the pile of medicines was later forgotten by him.

"That, Mr. Markasha." Dr. Lake wiped a little cold sweat from the tip of his pen and said as calmly as he could, "Your medical records say that you suspect you have a split personality, right?" ”

"That's right." Luo Sheng put his hand in his pocket, pointed to the chair on the side awkwardly, and asked, "Can I sit down?" ”

"Oh, of course." Leke Hanmo pointed to his seat awkwardly.

Luo Sheng sat down.

The sofa, which allows him to half lie down and sit half, makes his whole body seem to relax a little.

"Doctor, I've been confused lately."

"How so?"

Luo Sheng sighed and said: "I also saw a psychiatrist before, and the other party asked me to live a slightly more stable life, but for some small reasons, I failed, I was a little schizophrenic at the time, and I seem to have aggravated it now." ”

Lake's heart was beating wildly.

He remembered himself! He remembered himself!

Inadvertently, Lake picked up the last cup of black tea in his cup and drank it, found that it was gone, and asked for another cup to the beautiful nurse at the door.

"I, may I ask, what is the reason for that little reason?"

Luo Sheng frowned.

To be honest, he didn't really want to think back to the killing of Misha at that time, but he thought that he had come to solve the big problem of the crazy cook.

Luo Sheng could only pinch his eyebrows helplessly.

"I was already driving a food truck and finding a life partner, but suddenly a gangster appeared and he killed the person I liked."

The narrative of this meal is very brief.

But it is enough to say about the state of Luo Sheng at that time.

Of course, others may sympathize with Rason's plight, but Dr. Lake is more concerned about his own life so far.

"Ahem, in fact, you don't have to continue in such a ......"

Before Dr. Lake could say his tirade, Luo Sheng interrupted him with a word and said, "Doctor, I know you may be trying to persuade me, but in fact, you don't need to persuade me, the previous ones have passed, and I still have the present." ”

And at this moment, the door was opened.

The delicate female nurse walked in, twisted and put the black tea on the table, and just wanted to throw a wink, the doctor snatched the black tea and drank it clean.

"Ahem, another drink." Dropping such a sentence, Lake looked at Luo Sheng with a straight posture, "Now, what is your current situation?" ”

"Doctor, are you thirsty?"

Luo Sheng looked at Leke Hanmo in front of him with a pair of dead fish eyes, and was seriously puzzled by this person's ability to drink two pots of black tea at once.

Lake forced a smile.

"Oh, no, it's just that I've been a little constipated lately, drink more water to stimulate my stomach, where did we just talk about?"