"As long as the schizophrenia symptoms are cured, my health will not be so bad!"

On the wooden bed, Zhang Xuezhou intently felt the small white seed in his body.

Schizophrenia is a special disease, and the conventional treatment is to use medication to suppress it.

In the early stage of the disease, relying on drugs can maintain sanity, but after the drug resistance and drug poison continue to accumulate, the calming effect of the drug will become worse and worse, and eventually the anger will become abnormal, so as to live in their own spiritual world.

Zhang Xuezhou did not take less medicine.

In the early years, it was easier to get medicines, but with the continuous improvement of the rules and regulations of the alliance countries, if you want to get medicines, you can only go to the hospital and go through the formal channels.

Once he has a record through formal channels, he belongs to the ranks of mental patients, and not only will he be labeled as mentally ill, but he will also be suspended from school.

After going around and around, Zhang Xuezhou's parents finally sent Zhang Xuezhou to a psychiatrist's private clinic through various relationships.

This clinic is called Sunshine Psychologist Clinic, and the chief physician's surname is Ren.

The doctor is very professional and beautiful, and the only problem is that the black heart is expensive.

But compared to the consequences of going to a large public hospital, the end of suffering from the other party's exploitation is not too bad.

As long as the past few years of study are over, and let himself mix a diploma with some gold content to meet the needs of society, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he will inevitably go to a public hospital to take medicine for treatment.

It's just that Zhang Xuezhou didn't expect that the conditioning tips given by Dr. Ren actually cultivated some mysteries.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that he suddenly felt as if he had removed the head of the tight spell, and felt that this black-hearted woman had contributed to the treatment of his illness.

Even his vision is now extremely sharp, and he can clearly see all kinds of objects in the early morning twilight.

He looked at it, and Zhang Xuezhou even saw the small triangle pattern on the number theory book clearly.

"Wait, is this Dr. Ren's therapy working, or am I getting sicker and hallucinating!"

In the faint afterglow of the early morning, Zhang Xuezhou shook his head, not sure about his current state for a while.

His perception seemed to have strengthened, and he could see more clearly as far as his eyes could see, but Zhang Xuezhou did not rule out that this situation was the relaxation brought by his eyes after resting for a long time.

Even his mental symptoms were a little bizarre.

"Turn on the lights!"

Zhang Xuezhou let out a low sigh, and the voice-activated wall lamp suddenly emitted a bright light.

As usual, after Zhang Xuezhou got up and washed, he began to record what he perceived after schizophrenia.

"That python is a little scary, much more terrifying than those little pythons in the zoo!"

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"The self in my spiritual world seems to be poisoned, and there are signs of vomiting blood, I knew I should have eaten chicken!"

"It's impossible to die from eating cooked meat, and with so many people watching, I shouldn't have any big problems."

Zhang Xuezhou is extremely proficient in using alternative language to make records, and occasionally fills in the places that cannot be penetrated by drawing.

Occasionally, he would think about himself after devouring python meat.

But he could only think about it.

Out of the sleep state of the night, even if he has the heart, it is difficult for him to enter the spiritual world that belongs to him.

After describing the many things that happened that day, Zhang Xuezhou switched to normal words and re-wrote.

"This surnamed Duan has a lot of skill when he eats a toad, could it be that he also ate demon beast meat and caused him to enter the country?"

After finishing the detailed record of Dr. Ren's illness, Zhang Xuezhou also began to pay Dr. Ren's money.

His current financial resources mainly rely on his father Zhang Weimeng to publish serialized novels to get paid.

Zhang Weimeng vowed to become famous and earn tens of thousands of family fortunes in one book, but after several years of serialization and three or four novels, he is still not popular.

Zhang Xuezhou logged in to the communication software and received offline files.

He looked at the novel called "Tianlong Babu", checked the typos of the latest chapter, and waited until the revision was completed, he logged in to the account of 'Wen Copyist Jin Yong', copied the novel to the author's background, and then chose to publish it regularly.

There are a total of 5,312 food and clothing parents in the background, and Zhang Xuezhou can't help but sigh when he looks at it.

There are not many lovers of niche books, and it is impossible for Zhang Weimeng to become famous with his book.

In this era of hot weapons, there are few armies with knives to cut people.

Without a hobby, not many people read books about it.

The only thing Zhang Xuezhou is pleased with is that the readership is relatively stable, which makes Zhang Weimeng's manuscript fee rarely fluctuate.

In addition to his father Zhang Weimeng's monthly stable manuscript fee, Zhang Xuezhou can occasionally get money from his mother Song Fengying to engage in travel live broadcasts.

But compared with Zhang Weimeng's novels, Song Fengying's live broadcast income is even more unbearable, and it is rare to transfer more than 1,000 yuan.

Moreover, Song Fengying also has to occasionally pay for her sister Zhang Manqian's living expenses, and the frequency of transfers to Zhang Xuezhou is not high, only three or five times a year.

But although Song Fengying transferred little, Zhang Xuezhou should have a lot of support.

closed the author's background, Zhang Xuezhou opened the live broadcast software very fluently and found the account of 'Xuanxuan Love Travel'.

"It's so early for a beautiful woman!"

Zhang Xuezhou sent a text message, brought a few more expressions, and gave a reward of one dollar by the way.

"Thank you for the great reward of the peerless beauty!"

Song Fengying was doing a live broadcast of sunrise on a certain mountain at this time, and Zhang Xuezhou's reward made her eyes light slightly, and then she greeted a few boring viewers in the live broadcast room there.

A sparse sound of rewarding followed, and Song Fengying nodded with satisfaction.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that his mother should find a serious job, and it was more difficult to support her family by live broadcast than to watch the sky and eat.

"Next time, change your sister's account to the name of the controversial point and come back to cheer, those old bastards who watch the live broadcast don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles, you have to tease them a little bit, mobilize the atmosphere, they can be excited to reward, and then attract more people to come!"

In the private chat of the live broadcast account, Song Fengying sent a helpless message.

"The old lady said that I dare to change my name to pretend to pursue you, and when she comes back from vacation, she will kill me!"

"The one who has no conscience is reluctant to even change his name to support his mother's entrepreneurship!"

"Her account seems to be hanging by a person, you can't change your name randomly, you just wait, when I have my own official account at the age of eighteen, I will definitely cooperate with you!"

"She can still cheat people out of money, don't be arrested and sent to the bureau for labor re-education before graduating from college!"

"Hey, look at you, don't worry, is my sister that kind of person!"

Zhang Xuezhou shrugged.

Most people have a dream of getting rich, and when their family seeks a way to get rich, they do their own thing, and no one is optimistic about anyone, which can be regarded as a more strange family.

But on the whole, their families are relatively harmonious.

After all, Zhang Weimeng is writing outside, Song Fengying is traveling around to do live broadcasts, Zhang Manqian is studying in college in the imperial capital, Zhang Xuezhou is a high school student in Sudong City, and the four of them occupy one side of the southeast and northwest, and they can't make trouble if they want to make internal contradictions.

After briefly greeting his mother, after Zhang Xuezhou asked for treatment fees to no avail, he turned off the live broadcast software.

"Big beauty!"

Zhang Xuezhou was about to close the associated communication software, when he saw a new message flash on the communication bar.

"Do you have the key to your genetic arsenal?"

In the communication message, the big macho man sent a new message.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at it, and he casually typed keywords into the web page.

When he saw the prompt that 'according to relevant laws, regulations and policies, some search results are not displayed', Zhang Xuezhou stopped typing.

Faintly, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his sister seemed to be following some crooked path.

He finally shook his head, copied the message sent by the big macho man into a draft to remind Zhang Manqian, and closed the software.

"Is it me who is sick, or is it that you three are sick!"

Zhang Xuezhou thought about it for a long time and didn't understand this question.

He put on his clothes sullenly, looked at the small balance in his digital wallet, and then stepped out of the house and walked towards the blackheart clinic.