Lin Xinxin walked to the front desk and politely asked the nurse at the front desk, "Miss, I want to find Dr. Zuo." ”

"Which Doctor Zuo?" The nurse raised her eyes.

"It's Dr. Zuo Yiming who made this report." Lin Xinxin took out the report and pointed to the name on it and asked.

"Dr. Zuo is in his own clinic today, not here." The nurse nodded knowingly.

"Can you tell me where his clinic is?"

The nurse didn't speak, took out a business card from the business card box in front of the table and handed it to Lin Xinxin, "This is the address of Dr. Zuo's clinic, you can go directly." ”

"Okay, thanks." Lin Xinxin glanced at the address, but it was not close.

Half an hour later, Lin Xinxin's car arrived at the address on the business card, which was different from the appraisal center.

The top floor of the high-end CBD is full of money.

Lin Xinxin explained his intention to the front desk, and the front desk called the secretary.

The beautiful secretary asked Lin Xinxin a few more words, and then took her to a room.

"Miss Lin, please wait a moment, Dr. Zuo is treating the patient."

"Okay."

Although she felt that Dr. Zuo's appraisal was biased, she came to ask for help this time.

The attitude is still very kind.

The secretary poured her tea and left, and Lin Xinxin sat down until she was bored and began to look at the room.

It's probably a treatment room too, with beige pink walls, wood-colored furniture, and gold decorations, and a strong Nordic wind.

This is a very popular decoration style in recent years, simple and delicate without losing warmth, which is indeed suitable for such a psychological clinic.

I don't know if this decoration is too relaxing, or Lin Xinxin is really sad to run around this day, and her eyelids start to sink after sitting for a while.

Just when she wanted to scold herself for saying too much, she heard a soft sound of the door opening.

As soon as I turned my head, I heard a gentle and nice voice passing through.

"I'm really sorry to keep Miss Lin waiting for a long time."

Then a man in a white coat sat opposite her, and when he sat down, Lin Xinxin saw clearly what the white coat was, it turned out to be a pure white windbreaker.

She couldn't help pursing her lips, and she didn't know whether to say that this doctor Zuo was hypocritical or pretending.

"It's okay, I'm here today because I have something to ask Dr. Zuo." She had never been in contact with a psychiatrist, and she suddenly felt quite nervous.

I didn't dare to look directly at the doctor Zuo, for fear that the psychiatrist would see what was on his mind or something.

"Miss Lin, nervous?"

"Nope." Lin Xinxin replied stubbornly.

"Then why are you sweating on your forehead and your eyes are looking around?" Looking at Lin Xinxin's expression, Zuo Yiming couldn't help but smile.

But this young lady was not his patient, and he was naturally not interested in analyzing those things.

"Ahem."

Lin Xinxin cleared her throat and cheered up.

He handed over the appraisal report in his hand, "Doctor Zuo, I came today to verify whether this appraisal report was made by you." ”

"Yes." Zuo Yiming held his hand and didn't mean to take it.

Lin Xinxin felt that he was a little strange, and agreed without even looking at it, wasn't he afraid of his own fraud? "Don't you take a look?"

"No need, the spiritual appraisal of this appraisal center is all done by me, and there will be no one else." Zuo Yiming always kept smiling, and his voice was also very gentle.

But Lin Xinxin didn't know why, and always felt that this doctor was terrible in indifference.

"Then you're not afraid that I will steal the beams and change the pillars?"

"Miss Lin is not such a person." Zuo Yiming suddenly laughed, this time Lin Xinxin felt that he was really laughing.