After a while, I calmed down and said to him, "If this is your true thoughts, I can't rule out calling the police that you have criminal tendencies." ”

He suddenly smiled, as if he had been detached from the cold and gloomy just now, and the corners of his lips returned to a cynical smile: "They said that you are the most famous therapist in this psychological clinic, and I actually believed it." Your psychological quality is not too strong. ”

I was dumbfounded, choked on a word, and after a while said, "I'll help you change Dr. Han, he's more experienced." ”

"Him?" He pursed his lips, shook his head in distrust, and wrote his name "Lu Zenghan" on the registration form in front of him, and his age was written "29", and the rest was blank. Then he stood up, looked at me deeply, and said with a smile: "I'll look for you for treatment." Dr. Xin, practice your mental qualities well. I'm going to be very hard to treat. He turned around and walked out of the door of the examination room without hurrying.

Dr. Shin! This is an absolute irony. In China, my profession is called a psychological counselor, but I am good at using art therapy, and I can also be called a therapist, but I don't have the right to prescribe. But either way, it is definitely not called a "doctor". In this psychological clinic, the only one who can afford to be a "doctor" is Han Muzhi. And his tone of tone that is neither yin nor yang, except for ridicule, is mockery!

He wrote his name, I had to save a file, and I wrote the report: Basic information: Lu Zenghan, male, 29 years old; Family Situation: Unknown; Personal growth history: unknown; Mental and physical condition: conscious, self-controlled; Chief complaint (self-report): homicidal tendencies; Diagnosis: - I can't put pen to paper.

I called Han Muzhi and walked out of the clinic together.

Han Muzhi's car drove steadily, seeing that I hadn't spoken, he smiled and said, "What's wrong?" Got a tricky case again? ”

Han Muzhi still understood me after all, and I told him about Lu Zenghan's situation: "What do you say he is here for?" Do you really want to kill someone? Or is it faulty? ”

Han Muzhi's face was ugly, and he lifted his glasses and said, "You transfer his file to me, and next time he makes an appointment, I will ask the customer service to change him to me." ”

"Maybe he's not coming. I think he's bored and happy, and he's not sick at all. "I changed my sitting position, and the wind and rain outside the car were getting stronger and stronger, but fortunately, it was very close from the clinic to my rented apartment, and it was only ten minutes away.

I was about to get out of the car, when I suddenly remembered and turned to him and said, "Don't you have something to talk to me about?" Why don't you come up and stay for a while? ”

"Forget it. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Han Muzhi looked at me gently and smiled, "Rest early." ”

"Okay." I turned and ran upstairs.

That night, I slept very unsteadily, I don't know if it was because of Lu Zenghan, I dreamed of several bloody scenes. Woke up suddenly, and the sun was shining all over the ground. Last night's typhoon has already passed, and this time the typhoon has not moved much. I looked out the window, and the sign on the roof of the opposite building was not crooked at all, only a layer of scraped leaves and a few small branches on the ground. I'm in a slightly better mood, and I, a northerner, are really a little uncomfortable with the climate in the southern city.

There is an old grandmother downstairs who is selling lotus mist with a burden, probably because of the typhoon, there are some scars on the lotus mist, I bought two catties. If there's anything that attracts me to Nancheng, it's that I enjoy eating enough fruits.