Tang Shiyan’s eyes didn’t seem to have moved much since the girl walked out of school. "What’s the state today?"
Know what he is talking about Shen Xinyu face some fever "much better"
The man smiled deeply and carried a thermos bucket from the back seat. "Aunt Wu brought you soup to drink first?"
Shen Xinyu put the bag a little confused and picked it up.
Tang Shiyan closed his eyes and thoughtfully explained, "Dr. Jiang wants you to have a psychological test. We have to go back later."
Shen Xinyu looked up in surprise. "Now?"
The man reached out and rubbed the girl’s head sideways. "Not being nervous is to help you relieve stress, which is also good for your health."
Shen Xinyu "…"
See the girl didn’t answer Tang Shiyan tone YiHuan "if you don’t want to we don’t go"
"There is no past, is there?"
be that as it may
But when the girl hangs her eyes, the hand holding the thermos bucket is tight.
-digression–
Let’s say earlier today. When do you all like to update?
Say I’m thinking about noon or noon or late?
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He is a mysterious visitor to the sea city, and the outside world says that the ruthless and ruthless Chutian Tuan mysterious palm man Nangong Er Shao.
Section 42
But no one knows that the only thing that can affect this indifferent man’s heart will be an underage wild girl.
She is an orphan whose parents have lost their memories, but she didn’t expect that one day she would win Ershao’s heart with a smile when she was around the Nangong Ershao, which fascinated several women.
This is a beautiful wife’s article. Look at Nangong Nuo’s getting deeper and deeper in the way of keeping his wife in captivity, and he has gone to spoil his wife and never return.
Chapter 32 Play psychological doctor
Aunt Wu’s soup always tastes good, but Shen Xinyu didn’t taste anything today.
When I arrived at the psychological counseling center, Dr. Jiang had a short talk with usual, and then took Shen Xinyu to a different room.
Curtains are pulled around the ceiling, crystal lights are soft, and there is a D machine playing soothing piano music.
"Sit down first. Don’t be nervous. We’ll just talk in another way tonight."
Dr. Jiang went to the water cooler and received two cups of warm water. Shen Xinyu sat on the sofa and swept the table with incense.
She casually asked, "Is it a psychological test?"
"Well, I’ll take a form and you fill it out first." Dr. Jiang nodded and put the water on the tea table and got up and took out some papers from the drawer.
About three or four sheets have been bound. Shen Xinyu’s eyes are swept, and those small psychological tests are almost all multiple-choice questions in the form of questions and answers.
Dr. Jiang took a pen and paper out of his white coat pocket and pushed them to Shen Xinyu’s eyes. "This is a small question I made according to your situation. If you don’t change it according to your feelings, you can ask me if you have anything wrong."
"This is tonight?" Shen Xinyu asked with a smile
"Well, after this, the direction of treatment can be determined." Although Dr. Jiang took a sip of water, it was very easy, but she has been looking at the girl in front of her since she entered the room.
The girl seemed relieved and took a pen to answer the question.
On the way, Tang Shiyan didn’t explain to her why she came here tonight, and she didn’t take the initiative to ask, but her heart was faint, especially after entering this room, the anxiety was gradually increasing.
But she can sit here quietly and carefully look at the paper questions and answer them together.
After about fifteen minutes.
The girl bent over the table with a soft hand.
When Dr. Jiang looked up, he laid the girl on the sofa to check her breathing and pulse …
Record all the data, and the doctor gently pressed the recorder and asked, "What’s your name?"
“……”
The girl was in a coma and didn’t answer.
Dr. Jiang pushed his glasses and slightly amplified some "What’s your name?"
"… Xin …"
The girl gradually screwed up her eyebrows with a low voice.
Dr. Jiang couldn’t help but get close to some girls whose lips moved and said, "Yu …"
Dr. Jiang nodded. "Can you give me a brief introduction about yourself?"
The girl’s half-dreaming, half-waking, white face appeared some blushes and murmured, "I like blue and hate white. I like self-study classes and I don’t like math classes. I like Chinese teachers …"
Dr. Jiang will pick up the remote control at hand and slow down a song, then say, "Shen Xinyu, the weather is fine today, shall we go out for a walk?" Look, the sky is blue … The roadside is full of flowers. We are sitting on benches. Trees and birds are singing … Well, look at the grass not far away. What do you see? "
"grass"
“……”
Dr. Jiang paused to make sure that she didn’t wake up and then switched to a piece of music. "It’s getting late after playing all day. You took a shower and lay in bed. Well, you were sleeping and made a Mengmeng. What did you see?"
"…" The girl screwed her eyebrows tightly and didn’t answer.
Dr. Jiang put it in her ear. "In your dream, you saw a door. You went over and knocked on that door. What did you see?"
"… hurts"
"What?" Dr. Jiang looked up and saw the girl’s forehead suddenly sweating and asked in a hurry, "What do you see? What hurts? Where does it hurt? "
The girl became short of breath.
"Shen Xinyu? ! Answer me! " The doctor grabbed the girl’s hand and buckled a pulse device on her wrist. "Answer me what you saw! ？”
"I …" The girl waved as if to break free.
Dr. Jiang turned up the music and listened to it. "What did you say? Say it again? "
"I said my stomach hurts."
Dr. Jiang Zheng fiercely.
Looking up at a pair of amber pupils.
"Miss Shen Shen"
Dr. Jiang’s face flashed in confusion. "You suddenly fainted when you just answered the question, and then I didn’t catch what hurts. Is it a stomachache?"
Shen Xinyu stared at her and then sat up like she didn’t hear her talk and huddled herself up.