"Brother Qing, you just asked me if Ah Hao has any psychological trauma, I really don't know." Ding Ze said to Wei Qing seriously.

"Ozawa, are you really studying psychology?" Hearing Ding Ze's words, Wei Qing directly questioned Ding Ze's major: "I don't study psychology, during the time when you were distracted, I saw a little clue more or less!"

"......" Ding Ze was speechless.

He really didn't study psychology well, and he didn't take a few serious classes in three years of college.

Although Ding Ze didn't say it, seeing Ding Ze's expression, Wei Qing basically guessed it.

"This classmate of yours should have been traumatized at a very young age, and when I was just about to give him an infusion, he woke up more than once and prevented me from touching his hand."

"Ji Hao's vigilance is indeed very high, but this is not a reason for you to say that he has psychological trauma?" Ding Ze retorted unconvinced.

"Okay, I'll assume he's vigilant. But can you tell me why a teenage guy should have waist-length hair? Wei Qing continued to question.

"That! Maybe Ji Hao just likes it? Ding Ze retorted with insufficient confidence.

"You don't believe it yourself, do you still expect to send me away?" Wei Qing looked at Ding Ze's eyes and said solemnly: "I'll just assume that he has a quirk, then can you still tell me why this classmate of yours fell into a nightmare?" ”

"What did you say!"

This time, Ding Ze didn't refute Wei Qing again, but Ding Ze was shocked by Wei Qing's words, what does it mean to be trapped in a nightmare!

"He's been stuck in a nightmare since you carried him into the house." Wei Qing replied coldly.

"It can't be, Amada...... He's still conscious when he's in the car! Ding Ze looked at Ji Hao lying on the sofa with his eyes closed in disbelief, "He can still answer my questions before he gets out of the car!" ”

"Ding Ze, I think you are really stupid, some people can still hear the sound of the outside world even if they stay in their dreams, and there are not a few such people." Wei Qing didn't need to look at it this time to know that Ding Ze's face was full of disbelief.

"Brother Qing! You must help Ah Mao! Ding Ze looked at Wei Qing for help.

"Finally convinced?" Wei Qing didn't answer him, but asked an inconsequential question first.

"Believe it, Brother Qing!" Ding Ze replied without hesitation.

"Aze, I'm not as godly as you think, I'm just a surgeon, and I still need a psychiatrist like you in terms of psychology, and the psychological trauma of your classmate ...... It is by no means an ordinary psychiatrist who can cure it...... "Wei Qing sighed, "Aze, trauma is good to treat, but heart disease is difficult to treat!" ”

Ding Ze's expectant eyes dimmed, but soon he cheered up again.

"It's okay! Brother Qing, Ah Mao will have me in the future! I will definitely study hard and then heal Ah Mao! ”

Looking at Ding Ze's full fighting spirit, Wei Qing swallowed the words that came to his mouth, let's talk about things in the future, and there are too many variables in this world, no one can say.

"Okay, Brother Qing believes in you, I believe that you will be able to cure your classmates!" No matter what he thought in his heart, on the surface, Wei Qing was still very optimistic about Ding Ze.

"Hmm!"

Ding Ze, whose fighting spirit was fully ignited, didn't pay attention to Wei Qing's surprised and complicated eyes when he looked at him.