After Fang Yun was taken away by the police, Wen Qiao also began to investigate Lin Lang's psychiatrist, and Fu Chuan provided her with the address.

The psychiatrist's clinic is not far from her home, half an hour's drive away.

There is a white building on the street, two floors, the small building is beautifully built, and there is a small bamboo forest behind it, I heard that this psychological clinic is very well-known.

Wen Qiao entered the clinic and told the front desk that she wanted to see Dr. Zhu.

Zhu Yuanying is the owner and chief psychologist of this clinic.

The front desk glanced at her: "Do you have an appointment?" ”

Wen Qiao leaned on the front desk and smiled slightly: "Just say that I am here for Miss Lin Langlin's affairs, let's call." ”

The front desk lady felt that the beautiful eyes of the girl in front of her seemed to be demagogic, so she really picked up the phone and dialed out.

After a while, she hung up the phone and said, "I'll take you up." ”

Outside the innermost office on the second floor, there was a knock on the front desk, and a middle-aged man's deep voice came from inside: "Please come in." ”

The door opened, the interior decoration style is very bright, mainly white, there is a small tea room, the tea room is mainly gray, behind the desk sits a well-maintained man of about forty, he wears gold wire glasses, wears a white coat, and smiles slightly, but he can't feel her smile, a very formulaic smile, which will make people feel a little chill from behind inexplicably.

The front desk closed the door for them, and Dr. Zhu stood up and looked Wen Qiao up and down: "I don't know if you are ......"

Wen Qiao smiled slightly: "My surname is Wen, and I am a good friend of Lin Lang's cousin Du Weiyang. ”

She did not disclose her medical skills, lest this Dr. Zhu be wary of her.

"Hello, hello, is there anything wrong with me?"

"Is Lin Lang's depression serious?"

Dr. Zhu pushed his glasses: "Seriously, when she came to me, she was already severely depressed." ”

"And then?"

"Then after a period of treatment from me, it got better, but unfortunately I couldn't watch her 24 hours a day, when she was fighting the disease, it was very painful, and in the end she still couldn't bear it, so ...... I only recently found out that I'm sad about this. ”

This Dr. Zhu's acting skills are not as good as Fang Yun's, and when he says that when he is sad, his eyes don't look so sad.

"Can I know what kind of medicine Dr. Zhu gave Lin Lang?"

Dr. Zhu saw that the little girl in front of him was young, but he still kept an eye on it: "Are you a college student?" ”

Wen Qiao's eyes were a little ignorant: "Well, I am at the Central University of Music and learn pipa." ”

Dr. Zhu smiled slightly, her brain has never been so good at studying music, if she studied mathematics or physics, or even medicine, then he would have to be more wary of her.

He beckoned to Wen Qiao: "You come here." ”

Wen Qiao walked up to him, and he turned the computer sideways: "The medicine I prescribe to each patient is recorded in this system, you can take a look." ”

He transferred the system to five years ago and searched Lin Lang's file, which was densely packed with some medical terms, and he felt that Wen Qiao couldn't understand it.

Wen Qiao glanced at it, and wrote down all the names of the pharmaceutical specialties at a glance.

Doctor Zhu was very vigilant, sliding the mouse, and the speed of turning the page was also fast, Rao was like this, and Wen Qiao also memorized all the drug names on the three pages.

Dr. Zhu quickly closed the system page: "Is there anything else you want to ask?" ”