Chapter 232: Your Hand, No Problem

In a café in City A, Lin Shuhuan looked at Shang Wu who was sitting opposite him happily.

Holding her hand, he said happily: "Shang Wu, I brought you back a psychiatrist this time, he has seen cases like yours before, and then cured them." ”

Shang Wu looked at Professor Lin, who was sitting opposite him, in disbelief, and asked suspiciously, "Psychiatrist?" But I'm not mentally ill, is it? ”

She raised her wrist and looked at the scar on her right hand, which was obviously a physical wound, how could it still be pulled on the body?

She sighed and shook her head slightly disappointed, "Professor Lin, forget it, I know you care about me......"

"Shang Wu!" Lin Shulian held her hand a little tighter, "It's true, this psychiatrist has treated a patient before, he is a surgeon, and he once thought that he could no longer engage in this profession because he injured his hand." ”

Shang Wu's eyebrows were dyed with a hint of surprise, "Really? ”

Lin Shulian's expression of joy was overflowing, in his heart, Shang Wu was a sensible and hard-working student, and she was also a smart and clever girl, and his appreciation for her was from the bottom of his heart.

When he knew that her hands couldn't draw, he began to look for a doctor for her for a long time, but those other doctors had already given the answer when they saw that Shang Wu couldn't even draw straight lines when he picked up a paintbrush, and he couldn't be cured.

Shang Wu may have given up all these years, but he still takes this matter to heart, as a former mentor, he doesn't want his students to give up painting because of all kinds of accidents.

Because for a person who loves to draw, it will be a very painful thing to not be able to draw anymore.

"Really, truly, it's more true than a pearl, I'll drive you there now, and Dr. Mondo is in my private apartment right now."

Shang Wu hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "You get in the car first, I'll make a call." ”

She couldn't hide her excitement at the moment, and wanted to share the news with Lu Yiyou.

At this moment, she was already planning to tell Lu Yiyou about the work she had done before, and the achievements she had, she wanted to inform her boyfriend in a proud tone that she would soon have the glory that had declined.

But—

When the phone was called, the person who answered it was Xiu Min'er's voice.

Shang Wu was stunned and there was still a trace of depression in his heart, "What, it's you?" ”

Xiu Min'er also seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then explained: "There are some matters that are finally closed to the project here, I am in Lu Yiyou's office now, and he has just gone to a meeting, so ......"

Shang Wu is not a particularly cautious person, she knows the ins and outs of things, and she will not be inexplicably angry, but no matter how she listens, she feels that Xiu Min'er's tone is wrong.

At this time, shouldn't it be justified and frank?

But Xiu Min'er's voice at this time sounded a little lost and evaded.

Even if they don't have any relationship, they can hear a smell of concealment.

Shang Wu took a deep breath, "Well, then I'll hang up first." ”

The joy she had just had passed, and as soon as it had passed, she didn't bother to say anything more.

As for going to the doctor, let's talk to Lu Yi when I have the opportunity.

At this time, Xiu Min'er's tone was a little relaxed, and she said with a smile, "Well, bye." ”

After Shang Wu said goodbye in a low voice, he hung up the phone, raised his eyes, and found that Professor Lin on the other side did not go first.

It may be that the psychiatrist's discovery really brought Professor Lin a great degree of happiness, he didn't leave, he stood up straight, and beckoned happily, "Let's go, Shang Wu." ”

Shang Wu felt a little lost, smiled, and followed Lin Shuhuan to his car.

It is undeniable that Lin Shulian is the youngest and promising one among many professors, he was born in an artistic family, and it is rare that the conditions of this artistic family are not bad.

It's just that how can any college student drive a Porsche on the first day of school?

And every day, I drove the Porsche around the entire campus, and then parked the car in front of the teaching building.

In the Academy of Fine Arts, there are students who drive Porsches, but no students dare to park their cars in front of the teaching building, because this is the exclusive and convenient parking space for professors.

At this time, Lin Shulian, who was standing next to the luxury car, overlapped with the professor Lin who was pulling the wind in his memory.

Shang Wu smiled softly and tightened the bag in his hand, it's so good, time seems to be a good person, and it's not too cruel.

In the car, in order to express his excitement, Lin Shulian kept talking about how powerful Dr. Mondo was.

"You really don't know, I heard that a patient with long-term insomnia went to Dr. Mondo to see a doctor, saying that he didn't want to take sleeping pills anymore, he was already depressed, and then Dr. Mondo observed and asked him to go back to drink more pure milk before going to bed, and within a few days, this person's insomnia was really cured!"

Lin Shulian's eyebrows twitched, and there was still a bit of a show off.

Shang Wu was a little puzzled, "Is there such a god?" Could it be that other doctors didn't find out about drinking pure milk? ”

What she thought to herself was, since she was going to drink pure milk, it was a little bit of insomnia caused by the lack of something in her body, right?

Lin Shulian's hand holding the steering wheel took advantage of the good road conditions and let go, he waved his fingers, made a "no" gesture, and said: "No, no, no, it's not because you want to drink some pure milk, this thing can't cure insomnia." ”

Shang Wu looked at the trees flying by outside the window and asked, "Then why do you say that after drinking pure milk, you get better?" ”

Lin Shulian gave Shang Wu a look, "Well, it's because the patient has been taking sleeping pills for a long time and a bedtime action, people with real insomnia will not have a kind of resistance to sleeping pills, but they are very dependent, but this patient is different, he has a very serious aversion to sleeping pills, so Dr. Mondo considered whether it was the reason for his psychological habit of taking sleeping pills before going to bed, as long as he let this person change to another thing before going to bed, Will it be able to achieve the same effect as sleeping? ”

Shang Wu nodded, "It's true that he has a psychiatrist with his own hand." ”

Lin Shulian's speed is the same as his people, free and uninhibited, coupled with his happy mood at this time, so the speed of the car is also running fast.

After a while, I returned from the café to Lin Shulian's private apartment.

This is a single-row private apartment, with only one family living in each row, which is a little smaller than a villa, but a little more grand than a normal apartment.

Lin Shuhuan chatted while holding the card in the room: "I only moved in two years ago, in fact, it's good to live with my family, but what the family says, every time it seems that if I don't bring a girlfriend back, they will cramp and skin me, and I really can't help it." ”

Lin Shulian's expression was particularly vivid when he said that he was cramping and peeling, Shang Wu pursed his lips and chuckled twice, and then said, "Uncle and aunt don't need to be in a hurry, if they know that their son is pursued by so many girls every year in school." ”

Lin Shuhuan shrugged his shoulders, "Today's students, one session is not as good as one session, they don't practice diligently, they always think about how to become popular overnight, I don't know why they think of the painter industry as the same as a star, must be famous to be the success of their career?" ”

He pursed his lips, "They, I don't even look down on any of them." ”

Shang Wu didn't answer, and when the door opened, she smiled under her breath, and then followed in.

The afterglow of the afternoon illuminated the entire hall, and the curtains were opened outside the hall of Lin Shulian's house, leaving only a thin layer of curtains, and through the sunlight, the turbulent scenery outside could be faintly seen.

Dr. Mondo was peeling fruit, and when he saw someone coming, he put the half-peeled apple on top of the fruit bowl, wiped his hands with a paper towel and got up politely, stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Shang Wu and say hello.

Shang Wu stretched out his right hand with some hesitation, and shook a hand very unnaturally.

Dr. Mondo is a doctor of mixed Chinese and starving descent, who studied political economy in the United States in his early years, later studied a little psychology, and finally became interested in becoming a psychiatrist, so he resolutely changed careers.

Lin Shulian enthusiastically introduced, "Doctor Mondo, this is the painter I told you, my former student Shang Wu. ”

Dr. Mondo nodded, the expression between his eyebrows was very bright, and he smiled, the characteristic skin color of white people was extraordinarily friendly.

"Shang Wu, is it? Can you help me peel the unfinished apple? I'm going to get you some quiz stuff right now. ”

Shang Wu nodded easily, and after seeing Dr. Mondo turn around to get something, she sat down generously, holding an unfinished apple, facing the trash can, carefully and carefully peeling.

Soon, when Shang Wu was playing with the whole apple, Dr. Mondo appeared in front of Shang Wu empty-handed and looked at her with appreciation.

Shang Wu put down the peeled apple in her hand a little stunned, and when she looked at Dr. Mondo at this time, she felt a little more restrained, "What's the matter, Dr. Mondo, didn't you say that you took things?" ”

Dr. Mondo smiled and shook his head, "Miss Shang, your hands are fine, there are no problems!" ”