Meng Hui entered the room and saw that Wen Jia was sitting on the bed at the moment munching on an apple slowly. She saw an acquaintance come in, and there was a slight surprise on her face: "Brother Hui, why are you here today?" ”

"I happened to come to see you when I had time, how are you recovering?" As he spoke, Meng Hui put the tonic box he had prepared in advance on the bedside table and found a place to sit down.

Wen Jia smiled and said, "The doctor said it was not bad."

"The doctor said yes, what do you think?"

"It's okay, it's just ......"

"What's it?"

"It's just that I'm dreaming all the time these days, but I don't remember what I dreamed about, and I was very tired when I woke up."

Something flashed in Meng Hui's eyes, but he remained silent on the surface: "It may be...... Just recovered from some side effects. It doesn't matter, these reactions, what you think is wrong, tell Dr. Song. ”

"Speaking of which, Dr. Song is very powerful. I heard the nurse who took care of me mention him before, saying that my symptoms were not very good before he came, but after he came, I have improved significantly. ”

Meng Hui nodded: "It's good to help you."

Ouyang Wenjia said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Hui!"

Meng Hui waved his hand and then took a bottle of ready-to-eat tonic to her and said, "It's good that you are getting better now, I'm afraid that those things will leave too much shadow on you...... After all, it's really ...... for you to see such a bloody scene as a lady."

"Bloody ...... Scene?" Ouyang Wenjia interrupted Meng Hui's words blankly: "Brother Hui, what are you talking about, why am I a little ...... Can't get it? ”

Meng Hui looked at Ouyang Wenjia's expression for a long time before he smiled slowly: "It's nothing, your brother is seriously injured, but you don't have to worry, he is fine now, he can move freely."

Ouyang Wenjia looked at Meng Hui with a very strange look, as if he was wondering something. Then, gradually, her eyes began to blur and drift until she held her head with her hands and began to frown.

“…… What's wrong? Meng Hui asked.

"Hmm...... It's nothing, it's just that I have a bit of a headache. I want to think about something but I have a headache. ”

"What do you want to think?"

"I ...... I don't know. ”

Meng Hui said softly: "The doctor said that you have just recovered, don't overuse your brain." You don't have to worry about what I just said. Ouyang Luo's kid, even if he was covered in blood at that time and scared you and made you worry, but now it's okay. ”

"Ah, yes. Like, it seems to be my brother's business. Is my brother really okay? Ouyang Wenjia seemed to have suddenly walked out of a strange circle, and his head didn't hurt anymore.

Meng Hui reached over and gently pinched Ouyang Wenjia's delicate and beautiful face and nodded: "Don't worry, he will be able to come to see you after he finishes dealing with his affairs in a few days."

Ouyang Wenjia's face somehow spread red, and there was a sense of shyness, she smiled sweetly, and she didn't know if she was happy to hear that her brother could finally come to see her, or because of Meng Hui's affectionate behavior towards her.

Answer: "I see." Wen Jia seemed to be in a good mood.

Meng Hui looked at the sky, chatted with Ouyang Wenjia for nearly half an hour, and then said goodbye to him and left.

"Boss." The subordinate who returned to the passenger seat in the commercial car greeted Meng Hui and asked, "Do you want to go back or ......?"

Meng Hui was silent for a while and suddenly asked, "Song Jiesheng shouldn't have gotten off work yet, right?"

"Uh, Dr. Song usually doesn't leave until ten o'clock in the evening, where is the boss going?"

"Go ahead, there seem to be some things that only he knows."

……

is still the familiar "Jieling Hall", or those familiar assistants and deputy chief physicians.

Meng Hui withdrew his subordinates and waited in the reception room for a while, and the beautiful and generous female assistant ushered him into a large consultation room where Dr. Song was located.

After the female assistant politely closed the door gently, Meng Hui consciously circled in this dim but comfortable environment.

He looked at Song Jiesheng, who was picking up the pillow and water cup and putting them in the corresponding position to wash them, and asked: "Business is very good, if I had known that doing psychological research was so profitable, I would definitely take this road."

Song Jiesheng smiled slightly: "It's not too late to leave now."

"Now, no. It's not as studious as it used to be, and the freshness has passed. Meng Hui found a place to sit down: "Do you have coffee?"

"Yes, but there is no fruit bowl."

Song Jiesheng went to help Meng Hui make coffee, and by the way, he also teased each other, the relationship between the two seems to be relatively close.

"Thank you for Wenjia's business. She doesn't look like a problem now. ”

"No thanks, you didn't take credit anyway. It's just a matter of work. ”

"I don't like to hear your words like this."

"yes, what does Hui Shao want to hear? Is it Miss Ouyang's business?"

Meng Hui took the cup brought by the other party and thanked him: "You can be unpredictable prophets in Luo's words. Now that you've guessed it, let's talk about it. ”

Originally, Ouyang Luo's original description was "Divine Stick", but Meng Hui knew that the person opposite loved and respected his profession very much, so he evolved the "Divine Stick" into "Unknown Prophet".

Song Jiesheng also sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, slowly took a sip of his skin, and smiled without smiling: "Ouyang Luo is afraid that he can't say such a thing."

Meng Hui smiled but said nothing.

Song Jiesheng continued: "Miss Ouyang's psychological disorder is quite serious, and I can only use hypnosis to make her forget the stimulus source in the short term."

"It's as simple as that?"

"Hui Shao, this just sounds simple."

Meng Hui hurriedly nodded: "Yes, that's what I mean, otherwise other doctors would have already done it before, and I wouldn't have come to invite you." Will that have any negative effects?"

"It doesn't have a negative effect, as long as no one prompts her to remember it."

"What if someone accidentally reminds you?"

"That can cause a severe headache."

"Understood, I'll say hello to them and don't mention it. By the way, I've heard that top hypnotists like you can 'see' other people's memories through hypnosis......"

"Hui Shao wants to ask her the source of stimulation? I'm sorry, but according to industry regulations, this is a patient's privacy and cannot be disclosed without consent. ”

"Of course, but if ...... What's at stake? ”

"What do you mean?"

Meng Hui stretched out his hands: "Do you think it's normal for Wen Jia, an indisputable eldest lady, to suddenly experience these things?"

Song Jiesheng smiled: "Hui Shao, I am a psychiatrist, not a private detective, how can I understand this kind of thing?"

"Wenjia didn't tell you?"

"She was trapped in her own nightmares when I saw her, what did you tell me?"

"Okay...... I thought you would know. ”

"These things are not necessary for me, in fact, if you want to know the situation, it is better to ask Ouyang Luo."

Meng Hui waved his hand: "When I left, he was still hanging and only had half a life left." I asked Lin Xu about this, but Lin Xu didn't know much, so I wanted to ask you for answers. ”

In fact, Meng Hui didn't just ask Lin Xu, he even asked the other side, but the other side's answer was the same as Lin Xu's, because this person didn't go to squat in the morning, but touched it without Lin Xu and Ouyang Luo noticing.

Coincidentally, one listened to the first half and experienced the second half, and the important part in the middle was known to Ouyang Lianghu.

But it is impossible for him to stimulate Ouyang Wenjia, the younger sister who grew up together, as for Ouyang Luo, this person sometimes has no truth in his mouth.