Several experts finally left the ward, and Song Zhaosheng did not go with them, but stayed alone in the ward, and explained to Xu Fang with a smile and apology: "Xiao Xu, I'm really sorry, because this old guy is wearing an academician hat on his head, but he is causing you trouble." ”

"Grandpa Song, why do you say that?" Xu Fang asked with some confusion - after these experts arrived, she was nervous at first, and then slowly calmed down, calmly listening to everyone's discussion and analysis of her condition, and then she began to feel bored, feeling like a guinea pig being used for experiments, so many experts surrounded her and regarded her as a test object for clinical treatment.

When she just had such emotions, the discussion of the experts ended, and one by one they left contentedly.

This made Xu Fang feel a little remorseful.

Myself, too, is too cautious.

How can he be worthy of Song Lao's careful consultation, how can he be worthy of Wen Shuo's tireless work, giving up face and money to bring her to Zhonghai, and asking an academician to come to treat her in person......

Song Zhaosheng sighed softly, his expression showed a touch of helplessness, and he sighed: "People, no matter how old they live, what status they have, and what kind of reputation and prestige they have, they can't get rid of the vulgar. Let's just say that these people have the president of a tertiary hospital in Zhonghai City, the experts who are among the top in the country's professional fields, and the vice presidents and directors, but because I, an old man wearing the hat of an academician, came to see you at the request of a little friend, they all rushed over one by one, not to mention currying favor, at least, thinking that they could see me for a consultation, and they could discuss with me a few words, as if they could learn how much they could learn, in fact...... Alas, don't talk about it, I'm making a mess for you. ”

"Grandpa Song, don't say that......" Xu Fang suddenly realized, embarrassed: "It's too late for me to be grateful, I'm not bored at all." ”

"Girl, you are a sensible child, but don't say this kind of thing in front of my old man, they all say that people are old and fine, and I have become an old guy who is fine, and I can't tell if you are telling the truth or a lie?" Song Zhaosheng waved his hand with a smile and said: " Girl, you are a blessed person, don't say it's me, even the experts before, in private, will show some crying, laughing and rejoicing, my old man is not boasting in front of you, with your symptoms, if it weren't for Wen Shuo's kid begging me anxiously, I really can't let me come to the doctor, then, you can't see any of those who came just now, not to mention, a large group of people who can be called experts, get together to discuss the treatment plan, and spread it like a joke. ”

Xu Fang's cheeks suddenly flushed, and while she wanted to laugh, she had to bite her lip to hold back, and in her heart, she naturally thought of the simple fat man.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the burly figure like a hill appeared at the door, and beside him was his father, who had been as majestic as a mountain in his mind since he was a child.

Xu Fang turned her head to look and found for the first time that her father didn't know when he had become old.

His short stubble was already gray.

His resolute bronzed cheeks already had obvious wrinkles. His smile was no longer hearty, but full of vicissitudes, and a trace of bitterness because of tiredness and worry.

"Dad......" Xu Fang's eyes immediately welled up with crystal tears.

"Xiao Fang. Xu Congjun grinned and walked over, raised his hand to stroke his daughter's long black hair, and looked at his daughter's pale face because of her haggardness, and lost a lot of weight, and couldn't help but feel sour, and the steely man also had tears in his eyes.

Wen Shuo, who was standing at the door, didn't feel any emotion when he looked at this scene, but just glanced at the kind-looking and smiling old academician, smiled, and threw over a "You are amazing! I understand ......" look, and then he was full of admiration.

There is still a hint of jealousy!

This old guy, if he wants to harm people, can he really rely on his mouth to make people commit suicide with a knife?

Of course, this is just a simple metaphor. Wen Shuo witnessed Song Zhaosheng's conversation with a mentally ill person twice in a row, and with his intelligence, carefulness, and keen perception, he found that Song Zhaosheng had reached the peak level of psychological hypnosis by asking for consultations, chatting like this.

You must know that Song Zhaosheng is facing a mentally ill person!

Although the two times I talked to Xu Fang, it was when Xu Fang was in a relatively good state and clear consciousness, but the mind of a mentally ill person cannot be thought of by ordinary people.

From the beginning of the conversation, Song Zhaosheng's gaze has always maintained that of Xu Fang, and his expression is either smiling, sad, or sighing...... Every detail of the change, including the shaking of the shoulders, the slight leaning forward and backward of the body, the subtle movements of the hands and fingers, etc., all match his precise every word, every word, as well as the meaning and tone of his speech!

This kind of precise, multi-faceted coordinated control, Wen Shuo thought that he couldn't even do one-tenth of it.

At the same time, he also knows that even the slightest mistake is likely to cause the failure of mental health care.

And Song Lao's strongest thing is that he coordinates in many aspects at the same time, and he can not make a single mistake, from his every word, every expression, and action, it is extremely coherent, and there is no follow-up compensation after a little mistake, all in one go, naturally, coherent and smooth.

Wen Shuo sighed in his heart: "No wonder, people are academicians and can live in temples, and the fat man is a mystery, so he can only be reckless." ”

"Well, okay, you father and daughter can talk. Song Lao got up with a smile and said, "It's not a terrible serious illness, you can talk about whatever you should talk about, there is no need to deliberately avoid these and that...... As for other aspects, especially money and material aspects, you don't have to worry, there is this little fat man, haha. ”

Like an old naughty boy, Song Lao joked about the fat man standing at the door pouting, and walked out.

Xu Congjun hurriedly walked up to see him off, but was waved by the fat man standing at the door to signal that he didn't need to send it, and then the fat man stretched out his hand to support Song Zhaosheng and sent him out, turning his head to the house and saying: "Uncle Xu, Sister Fang, I won't come back if there's nothing to do, accompany the old man to drink tea and chat, and come back in the evening." ”

"Hey, okay, you take care of Song Lao. ”

"Got it. ”

Seeing the old and the young leave, Xu Congjun sat on the fixed chair with emotion, turned his head and smiled at his daughter who was reclining on the hospital bed, and said gently: "Xiaofang, there are so many experts, and there is an academician to treat you, you are not afraid at all now, right?"

"Hmm. Xu Fang reached out and grabbed her father's hand, with tears in her eyes, but said with a smile: "Dad, you've worked hard for you this time." ”

"Silly girl, as long as everything is fine with you, what is the hard work of Dad?" Xu Congjun raised his right hand, made an elbow bending motion, clenched his fists, and the half-sleeved T-shirt couldn't cover the bulging muscles on his arms, and said: "Your dad and I are policemen, people who carried guns to fight and kill enemies, people who crawled over in tropical jungles and corpse mountains and sea of blood, what else can happen in this world that makes your dad and me feel hard?"

Xu Fang put her father's hand on her face and nodded with a happy smile: "My dad is a big hero." ”

"It's not a hero, at least it's a man!" Xu Congjun said cheerfully.

......

in a hotel room.

Song Zhaosheng looked at the indoor environment, his eyes showed joy of appreciation, but he deliberately quipped: "I said little fat man, you are also the chairman of the company worth tens of millions, why do you have to live in a suite?"

"Suite?" Wen Shuo was shocked, and immediately said: "The cheapest suite costs six or seven hundred yuan a day! That's it, I still consider that you are always an academician, so you can't be too bad, so I want a better single room...... Where do you sleep instead of sleeping? You always stand and talk without back pain, and it doesn't matter where you go, either the public funds will be reimbursed, or someone will rush to spend money on you, I can't do it. ”

Song Zhaosheng smiled from ear to ear, sat on the sofa and said happily: "You are willing to invite an academician to see your friend." ”

"Are you really going to charge?" Wen Shuo was stunned: "That's not interesting!"

"The cost of consultation and follow-up treatment can not be counted, and we can be regarded as friends anyway. Song Zhaosheng said with a smile: "But this stealing teacher ...... It's really unsightly, if you don't pay some tuition, you can't say it, right?"

Wen Shuo immediately realized, but he glared and said: "What is stealing a teacher? What am I stealing a teacher? You can't frame people with red mouth and white teeth!"

"Heh, don't admit it?" Old Song retracted his smile and asked lightly.

"Yo yo yo, what's the matter when you're still angry?" Wen Shuo pouted and said, "Besides, how can it be called a stealing teacher?

"You kid is really a scoundrel!" Song Zhaosheng couldn't cry or laugh, raised his hand and pointed at Wen Shuo's nose and said, "I can really ask for your money, look at your rogue virtue! I really don't know how you made a fool of yourself in the capital...... Okay, take out what you've written and show me first. ”

"Well, aren't we scared of poverty? Wen Shuo smiled and took out his notebook from his satchel and handed it over, sitting opposite the old man.

Song Zhaosheng looked at Wen Shuo's notes carefully, and said casually: "You have also seen that if you want to control this disease in a short time, it is actually not difficult, and if you grasp her personality and condition, you only need a few words a day to control it without flare-ups, and even maintain the effect for a few days." But if we can't eradicate the roots, who can guarantee that we will do psychological treatment for her every day?"

"Yes yes yes ......"

"The three souls of heaven and earth, the soul falls, and the universe is reversed, is it observed, or is it your own analysis, or rather, speculation?"

Wen Shuo scratched his head and smiled bitterly: "Guess." ”

"Nonsense!"