Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Bao Jingxing was silent for a moment, his eyes fell on Alan with a dark look, and he asked with a half-smile, "Are you threatening me?"

"Of course not, please don't guard against me like this. I am Lu's friend and your friend."

Allen shrugged helplessly and persuaded patiently: "You know, Lu is very concerned about your situation. Even if you drive me away, there will still be other psychologists who will test you. If you think they are more suitable than me , I can leave now."

Bao Jingxing was noncommittal, thinking about the result of rejecting Alan.

Compared with other psychiatrists, Alan is Lu Jinyu's friend, so the conclusions he draws are naturally more convincing.

And he just agreed to Qin Yiren and cooperated with the inspection.

I just didn't expect Allen to refuse to agree to his bribe, making simple things complicated...

thought here.

Bao Jingxing saw that Alan was even more displeased, and asked with a serious expression, "If I cooperate with you, what do you plan to do?"

Allen smiled happily, took out a stack of documents from his briefcase, and placed them gently on the coffee table.

In general.

The treatment of the psychiatrist is based on professional judgment, asking the other party to pass a series of questions and evaluate the degree of mental health according to the score, and then prescribe the right medicine.

Looking down at the thick stack of questionnaires, Bao Jingxing pursed his lips in annoyance, and leaned over to touch the corner of the document.

"No, no, no, we don't need to do such boring things."

Allen observed his expression, picked up the document back in his hand, and put it in the briefcase in front of him, "I'm sorry if I misunderstood you, I just want to turn off the phone so as not to affect our conversation. "

talking.

Allen took out his mobile phone from his briefcase and shook it at Bao Jingxing.

Bao Jingxing frowned, and asked in an unhappy tone: "I heard that any consultation starts with a questionnaire."

"But I am a very special psychiatrist, please believe in my professional ability."

Allen smiled slightly, and took out a scented candle from his bag as if conjuring, lit it and placed it on the coffee table, looked at the surrounding environment, and said regretfully: "My office is much more comfortable than here, but it's a pity you don't want to be a guest there .”

With the candle burning.

The scent of citrus and lavender wafts through the room, making you feel relaxed.

Bao Jingxing glanced at the burning candle, and chuckled with a bad tone: "If you are really an excellent psychiatrist, even if you don't need environmental hints, you can still see my problem, right?"

"Don't worry, I have 13 years of work experience, and I can see the problem whether the patient is willing to cooperate or not."

Alan turned on the recorder, didn't care about Bao Jingxing's sneering eyes, and asked his first question: "Bo, do you hate me so much because of my character? Identity? Or because you know about your illness?"

Bao Jingxing's face was slightly cold, and the look in his eyes was extremely cold.

The sharp gaze like a blade made Alan's heart tremble.

Maintaining his calmness as if nothing had happened, he tentatively continued, "I've heard Lu talk about your situation. You saw your mother get sick with your own eyes, and the final result was very bad. It's normal for you not to want to face it."

Bao Jingxing stared at him coldly, his thin lips pursed into a line: "What did he tell you?"

"Just some background and circumstances that I need to know, nothing special."

Allen looked at him calmly, "In my work these years, this is not the first time I have encountered a similar situation, I can understand your mind, the death of a loved one is a very strong blow to anyone, but as far as I know As far as I know, Lu didn't show any signs of paranoia, so you don't have to worry too much."

Bao Jingxing frowned, "Then, in your past experience, if you have a similar genetic disease history, at what age did the onset occur?"

"Usually from adolescence to before the age of 35." Allen replied calmly: "Even if people after 35 years old, if they suddenly bear a strong stimulus, it will also lead to an opportunity for the disease to flare up."

Bao Jingxing remained silent, with a mocking arc on his lips.

Allen looked at him for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Isn't it the first time you've heard similar words? Have you seen other psychiatrists? How do they judge you?"

Bao Jingxing looked at him with raised eyebrows, "What evidence do you have for saying such a thing?"

"I don't have evidence, I'm asking this to tell you that everyone's mental journey is different at various stages."

Allen thought for a while and continued to say: "Perhaps your former psychiatrist gave a relatively one-sided conclusion, but what I want to know is your current situation."

Bao Jingxing lowered his eyes indifferently, as if he was not moved by Alan's words at all, and couldn't see what he was thinking.

half an hour.

Bao Jingxing said blankly: "Forget it, you give me those questionnaires, I'm not in the mood to talk to you right now."

Allen hesitated for a moment, took out the questionnaire and handed it to him, "Well, the questionnaire can only be used as a reference, I will tell Lu the truth about the situation, I believe we still have a chance to meet."

"No, we have no chance to meet."

Bao Jingxing took the questionnaire, looked at the hundreds of questions on it, and answered them one by one with a pen in his hand.

Allen looked at him curiously, "Why do you say that? Your current situation is not suitable for leaving, and Lu cares about you very much. He said he would be your witness."

"Because I don't have any problems."

Bo Jingxing patiently opened the second page of the questionnaire, without raising his head, perfunctory: "After the wedding, Xiaoqian and I will leave soon."

Alan was thoughtful and stopped talking to disturb him.

Just looking at Bao Jingxing's strong resistance and unfriendliness, even if he hasn't seen the results of the test questionnaire, anyone can feel that his state is not normal.

At least not the usual kind with a bright mood and a gentle attitude.

Was it because of the car accident that Bo Jingxing was in a bad mood?

Or is there some other unspoken reason...

blink of an eye.

After an hour and a half.

The beautiful cursive English dropped the last letter on the paper, Bo Jingxing let go of the signature pen, and threw the document on the coffee table.

Allen picked up the documents and looked at them one by one.

Another half hour passed.

Alan's expression was a little weird. He glanced at Bao Jingxing who was sleeping with his eyes closed, turned on his phone and sent a message to Lu Jinyu, got up and left.

In the corridor outside the ward.

Qin Yiren stood there with a bouquet of lilies covered in dew, silently worried about Bao Jingxing's situation.

She and Lu Jinyu came back 10 to [-] minutes early, waiting for the psychiatrist to give a judgment.

Seeing the door open.

Qin Yiren didn't care about being reserved, and hurried forward to ask: "Mr. Ailun, Jing Xing..."

"Shh."

Allen shook his head at her, and closed the door behind him.