Crazy Psychologist

Shocked, lost, the little deer bumped around...

A new milk tea shop opened opposite Huayuanqiao Hospital. The most famous one is lemon tea. Hot lemon tea in winter and iced lemon tea in summer. The former warms the body and mind and the latter refreshes the spirit.

The clerk patiently introduced his delicious drinks to Zhang Yueyue. Zhang Yueyue seemed to be standing there listening, but his soul was still in the room on the fifth floor of Huayuanqiao Hospital that was very unlike an outpatient room.

That doctor named Muchun, this kind of man should be the ideal partner of many girls.

Who hasn’t fantasized about a doctor dressed in white as a child?

If you become a doctor...

No, no, the life in medical school is unbearable for human beings, not to mention that I have never thought about engaging in clinical work.

What about fantasizing about falling in love with a doctor in the future? Existing in childhood memories scolding me?

No, at most I just think the male doctor is a bit handsome, that's all.

I am losing more and more control over my own thoughts, and I am increasingly unable to figure out my own thoughts.

I couldn't help but feel anxious and depressed, but also felt indescribably happy, recalling what the doctor just said.

When they were in the clinic, his words didn't ring a bell, how annoying they were. All they wanted to do was blur the past and leave early so that they could return to their own love world, the secret happiness that belonged to her and him.

I originally thought that this could go on forever, and there was nothing I would be unwilling to do.

But...why now, my mind is filled with the doctor's words, that voice is so warm and warm, it is the breath of drunken spring smoke from the willows on the bank.

No, no, I must be fainting from hunger, confused, or suffering from low blood sugar.

"Hot lemon tea or frozen lemon tea? Or we can also make it for you."

"Yes, yes, milk tea is definitely more burdensome, and lemon tea is healthier for the body."

"How much sweetness do you want? We have three points, five points, seven points. If you think you can accept the sourness of the tea itself, one point of sugar is also fine."

"Miss, have you thought about it?"

"Huh? What?"

Zhang Yueyue looked at the boy in front of her in astonishment, and actually saw Muchun's face, "You, are you talking to me?"

"Miss, which drink would you like to order?" The clerk said patiently. The morning wind blew by, carrying a strong smell of fructose, an unhealthy but happy taste.

She casually ordered an iced lemon tea, and after drinking it, Zhang Yueyue's brain came out of her dazed state. She took a long breath, "What, I'm probably allergic to the smell of disinfectant in the hospital. That's what the doctor said. What's the point."

After returning home, Zhang Yueyue hurriedly hid in her room. She turned on her phone and saw that there were more than ten messages from that person. Zhang Yueyue couldn't help laughing when she saw the messages.

"Honey, I'm done."

"I miss you so much. I really want you to be by my side."

"Where have you been? Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Baby, are you feeling uncomfortable..."

"Where are the people?"

The sweet words and the anxiety caused by not being able to contact Zhang Yueyue turned into messages flying into Zhang Yueyue's heart like thorny flowers.

A painless sting is an itchy feeling in the heart.

In the past, Zhang Yueyue would feel that her whole body was filled with the joy of being loved and the beating passion. She was sure that this was not love and there was no love in this world, but she couldn't ask for this kind of feeling, even though the other party gave a lot, well... …at least emotionally it does.

Relatively speaking, what about matter?

Are love and material things linked? This is not the love that Zhang Yueyue advocates. Love should be two blazing hearts attracted to each other and grateful to each other in the sea of ​​flowers and the bright moon. In short, it is noble and sacred, and does not care about secular vision and ethical constraints.

Here is the love between her belief and that man.

"I went to the hospital in the morning. You said you had to attend important visits and would not have time to reply to my message."

Zhang Yueyue typed messages tremblingly, just like when she first met him, she didn't dare to reply to any message at will, for fear that she would say the wrong thing and that the other party would look down on her.

This feeling still exists on the fingertips touching the screen until this moment, a slightly tight electric current.

"I will give you news as soon as I have time. I said that, but you don't believe me?"

It was such a fiery, stern tone again.

Zhang Yueyue's heart trembled, she became frightened, and she quickly typed, "No, no, I'm a little uncomfortable. My family asked me to go to the hospital, and then I won't be able to reply to you in the hospital."

"I've been in the hospital for more than an hour. Look, what time was my message sent?"

"Yes...I'm sorry."

After less than half a year of getting along, Zhang Yueyue knew very well that this man, Old Wu, was going to lose his temper again.

This is a temper that can only be suppressed out of love for her. If Zhang Yueyue fails to reply to the message in time, Lao Wu will be angry, thinking that Zhang Yueyue does not trust his love, and that Zhang Yueyue does not love him.

Sometimes for a few minutes, sometimes for a few hours, and sometimes for a few days, Lao Wu's emotions were like those of a child, which required coaxing and getting used to.

Zhang Yueyue said patiently, "I really chatted with the doctor for a long time. I'm not lying to you. How are you? Are you tired from attending the event this morning?"

Based on the experience of several previous quarrels, Zhang Yueyue knew that if she started to coax Lao Wu earlier, he might be able to return to normal sooner. If she also lost her temper and complained, the two of them might have to have a hot and cold war for several days.

To be honest, she was a little scared.

"Of course I'm tired, but I'm feeling better now."

Seeing this news, Zhang Yueyue instantly relaxed more than half of her tense state.

I was secretly happy that this time it probably wouldn't last for a few days. I was just about to sit on the sofa and rest for a while to change into clean clothes when my phone rang again.

It was a photo, both of them were from behind, but Zhang Yueyue could still tell at a glance that the man with half of the gray hair on the left side of the photo was Lao Wu.

The woman standing next to Lao Wu didn't look young from the back. She was wearing a lavender scarf and holding Lao Wu's right arm with her left hand. Judging from the scenery, someone should have photographed her from behind while walking in the park.

This man! She must be Lao Wu's wife.

Zhang Yueyue's heart beat wildly. Although this was not the first time that Old Wu had done this, when he was unhappy, he would take a photo with his wife to hurt Zhang Yueyue, as if to remind her that if she didn't work hard, she would lose Old Wu.

Zhang Yueyue panicked and quickly asked for a voice call. Lao Wu said that he was very obsessed with Zhang Yueyue's voice.

Are you still sending messages at this time? No, she was anxious. She wanted to make it clear to Lao Wu immediately, and she wanted to return to the stable emotional state with Lao Wu immediately.

"The other party declined the voice call request."

"Old Wu, what's wrong with you?"

"Why don't you answer?"

Lao Wu didn't keep Zhang Yueyue waiting for long, and replied: "We are in a meeting, and I don't want to go to the hospital as long as you have time during the day."

Zhang Yueyue was flustered. She slumped on the sofa for more than thirty minutes, her fingers trembling non-stop, and the flesh on her face would tremble involuntarily from time to time. She sent dozens of messages to Lao Wu, but received only a few One word reply.

At this time, Zhang Yueyue felt that what she needed was not a doctor, but someone who could tell her how to stop Old Wu from doing this.