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Ren Xuanxi ignored the teasing in his tone, nodded seriously, and said, "That's fine, let's use today's opportunity to test the extent of your condition. I was also tied up by you. It's time, I said I came to treat you, but after all, I didn't really treat you once. Just now you said that you want to start treatment, I think it's time to start now. "

Luo Beiya also said: "Do you finally know how to do your part?".

Ren Xuanxi smiled slightly, "We had too much contact before seeing a doctor. In fact, this is very detrimental to seeing a doctor. I can only say try to be objective, so when you answer questions, you should also take it as a positive answer." Don't deliberately hide what you answered from a doctor."

"Did I hide anything from you?" Luo Beiya was a little displeased.

"I think I'm very sharp, but I can't see everything about you clearly. A simple split personality also confuses me. I think, if I don't bring too many personal opinions, it is that you have always been confused about certain things. You are pretending with me. If...you really want me to cure your illness, this time, please tell the truth about everything. "

Hearing this, Luo Beiya stared at her for a long time before saying, "Can I write with a pen?"

"If you feel comfortable that way, fine."

Luo Beiya suddenly realized that the way she looked at herself had become very different.In the past, when she looked at herself, she always had a kind of indifferent alienation or unconscious disgust.

But now, her eyes would actually light up, and even when she looked at her, she would feel a burst of warmth in her heart.

Is this the rumored pair of magic eyes?

It was not a coincidence that Luo Beiya would kidnap Ren Xuanxi.

Before that, Luo Beiya was already familiar with Ren Xuanxi's name.A 17-year-old girl shocked the world by winning the Nobel Prize in Medicine.That year, Luo Beiya was taken by Luo Xingtian to participate in a pharmaceutical exposition, and the legend of this girl was spread all over the streets and alleys.

The most famous of those deeds is the magic eye.

It is said that she can hypnotize the patient's consciousness with just one look, without the assistance of any words or movements.It is said that this girl once met a group of thugs who were robbing/robbing, and after being gagged by the thugs, she even hypnotized one of the thugs who faced him with only her eyes. , she successfully saved the entire bus.

At that time, Luo Beiya just listened and smiled.

That year, he had just started falling in love with Ji Ziman, and he had no idea that he would suffer from such a painful disease as split personality.

At that time, he was not called Kuang Shao.

However, after that humiliating and shocking event, his world changed.Betrayal, the truth, use, abandonment...everything seemed to tear his soul into pieces, and every time he struggled to get those broken souls back, he was injured even more.

So, he's sick...very, very sick...

He has seen so many doctors, so much that he is too lazy to remember the names of those doctors, or even a simple surname, because he knows that they can't cure himself at all...he is too lazy to find someone to cure himself.

Until Ren Xuanxi's senior brother appeared, that desperate man who wanted to occupy his property but failed but was forced by him, when he was about to deal with him, he suddenly knelt down in front of him.

"Master Luo, I know I can't cure you...but my little junior sister can! She is a genius doctor, the one who won the Nobel Prize..."

He said that, the name he had heard before, and his heart suddenly moved.

"Now, we are going to start walking on the road you used to walk... that road is not wide, and you are familiar with it...you walk slowly by yourself..."

Ren Xuanxi's soft voice, like the warm sunshine in the afternoon, scattered in Luo Beiya's heart.

He straightened up suddenly, and gently covered the back of Ren Xuanxi's pen-holding hand with his palm, and said in a low voice, "What if you can't cure me?"

He questioned seriously, until Ren Xuanxi was a little at a loss.

She never thought about it.

For people with mental illness, there is no real cure, because the scars in the bottom of the heart cannot be healed by any medication.She can only temporarily make the patient forget that the wound existed.

If the existence of the wound is uncovered one day, then the disease is inevitable.

So, she couldn't answer the question.

"I thought a doctor's medical ethics would not leave until the patient got better. Luo Beiya, although I don't have [-]% confidence in healing your split, I will definitely not let your pain Tormenting you day and night. You trust me, if you want to cure the disease, cooperate with me obediently."

Luo Beiya moved his hands away, took the pen in his hand and wrote on the paper: Without you, I would not even want to be cured.

"Why, you don't want to be treated?" Ren Xuanxi also wrote on the paper.

Luo Beiya took a look, closed his eyes slowly, and said in a low voice:

"There are many people on that road, you don't know any of them, and then you suddenly find that everyone has two faces, one on the front and one on the back, smiling at the face facing you, and facing away from you My face is laughing at you, cursing you... Ren Xuanxi, people in my world have two faces, so I am the same. Whether you call me split or mentally ill, it’s up to me It seems that I am normal. In this world, everyone is double-faced!"

It turned out to be so...

A person's perception of the world determines his character. If Luo Beiya believes that people in this world are two-faced, then it is not surprising that he will have a split personality.

However, even if she knew the truth of what he said, even if she knew that disguising is a means that human beings must learn to prevent themselves from getting hurt, she still needs to let him take care of that redundant personality.

Because a person has only one heart, and can only have one soul.

Ren Xuanxi looked at Luo Beiya, suddenly turned the pen in her hand, lifted it up and tapped Luo Beiya's forehead lightly, his neck straightened immediately, and he collapsed on the back of the chair.

In an instant, Ren Xuanxi had already hypnotized her.

She had to hurry up and ask, a determined person like Luo Beiya might wake up from his hypnosis at any time.

"Mr. Luo...you go straight ahead and you will see a huge iron door, please push it open."

Luo Beiya, who was slumped on the chair on his back, his facial expression began to become a little distorted and ferocious. He seemed to be exerting a lot of strength, but his hands and feet were hanging powerlessly by his sides, motionless.

Ren Xuanxi continued: "Can't it be opened?"

"Hmm." Luo Beiya snorted.

"Do you know why it won't open?"

"It's... locked."

"So, do you want to open it?" Ren Xuanxi waited intently for his answer. This door represented Luo Beiya's illness, or knot in his heart, which was heavy and irresistible.If he wishes to open it, it means that in his subconscious mind, he wishes to be healed.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but Luo Beiya never answered.

"Luo Beiya, don't you want to open it?"

"I...don't know." Luo Beiya replied hesitantly, and a complex expression began to appear on his face, which seemed to be in pain and fear, but there was still a smile, like happiness with fear.

The most difficult situation still appeared.

Hope or not, she has a way to take the next step, but the middle choice makes her, as a doctor, have no choice.Some people will get sick again after being cured. In fact, it is because he himself does not want to be cured.In that case, she would choose to persuade first and then treat.

At the moment, it seems that there is no choice but to continue to ask.

"So, do you know what's in this door?"

|"Inside, there is a terrible monster... No, she is beautiful. She has a nice fragrance, I like it very much. But why does she keep rotting... No, she is a monster!"

Luo Beiya yelled and sat up, covered in cold sweat, staring at Ren Xuanxi gasping for breath in shock.

"You... what did you do to me?"

Ren Xuanxi slowly leaned back in the chair.

"Nothing special, just open your heart and take a look."

Luo Beiya held his sweaty forehead against the edge of the desk, his brows were furrowed, and an unspeakable exhaustion radiated into the air, and he let out a deep breath.

"I... Am I hopeless?" He asked in a low voice, his voice a little depressed.

This was the first time that Ren Xuanxi saw Luo Beiya with emotions other than coldness, sarcasm, and irritability.

Being low has never belonged to this proud man.

"Luo Beiya, I only ask you one question now. I have asked you this question before? In your own opinion, what kind of you is the real you?"

"Should I know this?" He suddenly raised his eyes and asked Ren Xuanxi, his starry eyes were like water, as if he wanted to swallow Ren Xuanxi.

Very quick response.

Almost in an instant, he had already returned to the normal indifference state before, and she didn't let her take the opportunity to test out some other things.

But it doesn't matter, she already knows what to do next, or in other words, she has already formulated the treatment plan.

Standing up, she turned to leave.

After taking two steps, he turned his head and asked, "You really want to keep Ji Ziman here, right?"

Luo Beiya nodded and said, "Why, are you jealous?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to resist running to other people's gentle village at night. Even the gods won't be able to cure your illness."

Luo Beiya suddenly turned cold: "Let me say this for the last time, my illness has nothing to do with her, whether you believe it or not, please don't make wild guesses, this is the truth."

Ren Xuanxi also turned cold: "Mr. Luo, I hope you will remember the day when there is no cure in the future, I once kindly reminded you that you ruthlessly poured cold water on me. I am sorry!"

"No delivery!"

Luo Beiya pointed coldly at the door.

Outraged.

Ren Xuanxi was too lazy to get to know this stubborn man, but she had a big question mark in her heart as to why he wanted to keep Ji Ziman.

Does Luo Beiya really not know that the real root of his illness is this woman?Or, she guessed wrong, there is another woman in that man's heart?
And she seems to have forgotten one of the most important questions... Does he really think of himself as a doctor?