Xiao Mo didn't know much about Professor Zheng, and the only thing he still knew was extracting Su Hao's memories through guò. I know that Professor Zheng's real name is Zheng Yonghua, and he is an expert specializing in mental illness, not only in the city, but also in the entire field.

Xiao Mo repeated the name of "Zheng Yonghua" several times in his mouth, he always felt that this name seemed to have appeared in his memory, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

About forty minutes later, Xiao Mo finally squeezed out of the bus and came to Professor Zheng's hospital.

The name of this hospital is also very domineering - the No. 1 Psychiatric Hospital of Fulai City.

When he saw the words "Fulai City", Xiao Mo couldn't help but think of Liu Zihe, who died tragically. At the same time, he began to be suspicious of this place again.

Because Fulai City had been there with Zhang Tianyi and the others as early as when the curse had not yet been combined with the game, and it also gave him a sense of home at that time, although it was far less intense than that from here.

In addition, there is another point that he cares about very much, that is, in his memory, both parents settled abroad, but he has no memory of when they went abroad.

It wasn't until now that Xiao Mo really realized that Wang Zi's suspicion of him at the beginning was still very reasonable, he really didn't just lose his memories for two years, because he found that all his memories couldn't stand scrutiny.

Because of Su Hao's memory as a reference, Xiao Mo was familiar with the road after entering the building, but there were too many patients in the queue. Xiao Mo's rough estimate is that it will be scheduled until the afternoon at the earliest.

Where does Xiao Mo have time to spend here, he thought of an idea with a roll of his eyes, and then left the team and went upstairs.

He remembered that Professor Zheng's clinic was at the innermost point on the third floor, and after he went up to the third floor, he walked towards the clinic, but before he was halfway there, he was stopped by a nurse.

"Are you looking for someone or?" Because Xiao Mo was wearing a school uniform and was not very old, it was difficult for the nurses to distinguish his intentions.

Xiao Mo had already expected this scene, so at this time, he replied unhurriedly:

"I'm here to find someone. The guy who went in front was my dad. ”

The nurse glanced at the middle-aged man who had just entered the examination room. Still with some skepticism, he asked:

"Why didn't you come along?"

"I went to the bathroom in front of me, and my dad was afraid that the people behind him would wait for a hurry, so he would go one step ahead of me."

The nurse felt that a middle school student in a school uniform should not tell such a lie, so she nodded and gave Xiao Mo the green light. Xiao Mo secretly sighed in his heart for the advantage of his young age, and then walked through the somewhat long corridor into Professor Zheng's consultation room.

The size of the office is not small. The windows inside are almost all open. You can clearly hear the sound of the wind "swishing" through.

"Mr. Lee. I'm sorry because you're having a psychological problem, and I'm pretty sure only a psychiatrist can help you. ”

"Dr. Zheng. Are you sure it's not my mental problem? ”

"Of course, there is no problem at all, you are a normal person, maybe because of the recent pressure, so you have not been able to give birth to a bad psychological suggestion."

"That's great. In that case, I won't bother, thank you so much. ”

"It's fine."

Professor Zheng and the middle-aged man who came in earlier walked out of the compartment on one side at this time, and both of them were slightly surprised when they saw Xiao Mo, but no one said anything, and Professor Zheng didn't mean to feel Xiao Mo go at all.

"Xiao Li, just say that I have something to go out, let the brand patient come back in the afternoon. Patients stay for the afternoon. ”

After seeing the middle-aged man leave, Professor Zheng poked his head out and shouted at the female nurse who had stopped Xiao Mo in the corridor earlier.

"But ......"

The nurse wanted to ask something, but Professor Zheng closed the door of the consultation room impatiently, not wanting to hear it at all.

"Please take a seat, Mr. Su."

Professor Zheng made a gesture of invitation to Xiao Mo who was standing by the door, and then he took the first step back to his boss's chair and picked up the cup on the desk and drank it.

Xiao Mo didn't hesitate, and after dragging the chair back, he also sat down.

"Professor Zheng, can you tell me more about my illness?" Xiao Mo put forward his intention realistically.

"Who are you now?" As soon as Professor Zheng opened his mouth, he was shocked, which made Xiao Mo's face stunned.

"I didn't understand." Xiao Mo asked again tentatively.

"Okay, then I'll be more blunt." Professor Zheng put down the cup in his hand, stared at Xiao Mo's eyes like a sword, and asked word by word:

"Sue me, are you Su Hao or ...... Xiao Mo? ”

Xiao Mo had a strong intuition that Professor Zheng had discovered his secret, and of course, his face was undisguised.

"I'm Xiao Mo." Xiao Mo explained his identity with difficulty, but Professor Zheng shook his head after hearing it and said:

"No, you're Su Hao."

Professor Zheng's voice was indifferent, and there was no trace of waves on his face, as if he was just talking casually. But this does not mean that Xiao Mo, the party, will be the same as him, Xiao Mo repeated again with a stern face:

"I'm Xiao Mo, not Su Hao, a junior high school student!"

"Come, look me in the eye child." Professor Zheng said with magic power, causing Xiao Mo to look uncontrollably, it was a pair of extremely deep eyes, Xiao Mo inexplicably felt a suction force the moment he met him, as if those eyes were about to suck him in.

"Child, you have to remember that there is no such thing as Xiao Mo in this world. Xiao Mo is your fictional character, and his every qiē is fake. You can understand him as a painting, a movie, a novel, or even a psychedelic dream.

But in short, you are you, you are Su Hao, and you are a junior high school graduate who is about to enter high school. Because you are rebellious, because you are overly addicted to games, because you want to get rid of your parents' control as soon as possible, so you fantasize in your mind every day and night, fantasizing that you will be able to get rid of this qiē one day, so you ...... And so there was that illusory memory. ”

"No, it can't be! I'm not Su Hao, I'm Xiao Mo, I have a complete memory, I ......"

"Complete memory? Then you sue me, which school did you go to in elementary school? What school did you attend in junior high school? How many friends have you made since you were a child, one, two...... Or are you simply not sure! ”

"I ......" Xiao Mo was completely stopped by Professor Zheng's question, he looked at Professor Zheng in fear, grabbed his head and shook it vigorously, trying to remind himself of these things and answer these damn questions clearly!

"You are Su Hao, you have a very strict paranoia, and you also have a very serious nervous breakdown. So what you have to do now is to calm down, dare to face up to who you are and accept it, only then will you have a chance of recovery. ”

Professor Zheng let go of Xiao Mo's shoulder, and a smile finally flashed on Gujing Wubo's face, and he nodded and returned to the boss's chair.

Xiao Mo stood there in a cold sweat, his mind was still concussive, obviously Professor Zheng's hint had a certain effect. At least for now.

"There is no such thing as you in this world...... You don't save zài...... You don't save zài......!!! ”

Xiao Mo covered his head in pain, and the roar that he didn't know where it came from kept stimulating his weak mind at this time.

"I've seen you!" Xiao Mo took advantage of a loud shout to temporarily block the string of damn voices, and stared at Professor Zheng who was sitting opposite with bloodshot eyes.

"Of course you've seen me, your mother brought you here last time." Professor Cheng remained tepid, as if there was nothing in the world that could move him.

"Sue me, what is your relationship with that old man in the concentration camp?"

"Concentration camps? What do you mean? Professor Cheng didn't seem to hear clearly.

Xiao Mo didn't speak, just stared at him coldly, because no matter how Professor Zheng looked at it, he looked like the old man in the concentration camp. Except for Professor Zheng, who is younger than the old man in age, the rest of the place is almost identical.

Xiao Mo would have felt familiar before, perhaps because of this, the reason why he didn't dare to confirm it until now was because the old man in the concentration camp was wearing a black cloak all the time, so he didn't recognize it directly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Professor Zheng shook his head inexplicably, completely unable to understand Xiao Mo's words.

"Do you know the curse? Do you know the Escapee Camp? ”

Xiao Mo didn't seem to believe Professor Zheng, so he listened to him ask a few more questions, but Professor Zheng still had that inexplicable look.

At the end of the question, Xiao Mo had already given up without waiting for Professor Zheng to get impatient, because he felt that the old man in the concentration camp might have fantasized about it based on Professor Zheng.

I have to say that Xiao Mo already had some desperate thoughts in his heart, and completely doubted his own existence. (To be continued......)