my therapist freaked out

A short, fat and cute doctor was invited by Jiang Hongyu to examine Ke Fan.

"It's not a big problem. You can leave the hospital on the same day after you lose this bottle." The doctor said, although he looked young with a baby face, the fine lines around his eyes and the name of the deputy chief physician on his chest still proved his age.

"Thank you doctor, what kind of medicine do you need to take after leaving the hospital?" Jiang Hongyu asked seriously. The doctor asked him to take out all the medicines given by the nurse when he was admitted to the hospital, and explained the dosage and usage one by one.

Ke Fan felt uncomfortable and ashamed, and he listened awkwardly to the doctor asking them to pay attention in the future.

Jiang Hongyu respectfully sent the doctor out of the ward and closed the door.

The doctor walked slowly to the nurse's station, as if he had woken up suddenly, and asked the nurse on duty at the nurse's station: "Who drove in the young man in the single ward on No. 17? He was discharged in the afternoon. What kind of hospital is he for such a trivial matter? If it’s not enough to write a medical record, why don’t you just get an infusion in the emergency department?”

The nurse on duty blinked her eyes in confusion, as if she didn't understand why.

"Senior brother said this, you didn't write the medical records, you opened the emergency room this morning, are you stupid on the night shift?" A young doctor happened to pass by, interjected and left quickly.

Dr. Tang scratched his head and said to himself, "I drove it?" How could he have no memory of it at all.

No, studying medicine makes people bald, so let's go home early and sleep for a while.

Jiang Hongyu put the medicine in a paper bag issued by the hospital and put it on the cabinet next to the hospital bed, and dug the flushed Ke Fan out of the quilt: "Don't get bored."

"You're afraid I'll be bored right now." Ke Fan hastily wiped away his tears when the doctor came in just now, his eyes are still a little red, "Yesterday you..."

Jiang Hongyu was relieved to see Ke Fan like this. In the morning, Ke Fan had a high fever and fell into a coma. No matter how Doctor Ren fiddled with him, he didn't respond. His lifeless appearance repeatedly pulled and tormented his heart.

How could this little fool be so annoying.

"I was wrong, I was an asshole." Jiang Hongyu possessed himself, pointing to his own lips: "Bite me."

Ke Fan was really shocked by his shamelessness.

"I mean it, you can bite me anywhere you want."

"Why did I bite you?" Ke Fan said angrily, his agitation touched the wound behind him, and his face turned pale from the pain.

"Okay, okay, if you don't bite, don't bite." Jiang Hongyu quickly comforted him, telling him not to move.

After Ke Fan relieved the pain, he would rest a lot from his thoughts of settling accounts with Jiang Hongyu.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Jiang Hongyu sat on the stool next to the hospital bed, holding Ke Fan's hand, "You smell blood, and I lost control after smelling it. I don't even remember who I am and where I am. I apologize for what happened and I promise it will never happen again."

Ke Fan looked at him suspiciously: "You don't remember?"

Jiang Hongyu nodded sincerely.

Ke Fan was furious: "You tormented me like this and you said you don't remember???" It was Chu Ye after all!

Jiang Hongyu: Dangerous.

"I really don't remember. But I am different now, you see." Jiang Hongyu picked up a fruit knife for Ke Fan to peel apples from the bedside table, and made a slash on the palm of his left hand.

His movements are natural and quick, like peeling an apple.Ke Fan didn't have time to react to stop him, and watched the bright red blood flow out from the wound, staining his palm red, and dripping onto the floor.

Ke Fan opened his mouth wide, and he quickly grabbed Jiang Hongyu's wrist: "Are you crazy?"

Jiang Hongyu smiled, and he and Ke Fan's outstretched hand clasped five fingers together. Ke Fan felt the warm blood oozing from the cold skin where his palm was attached.

Jiang Hongyu let go of his hand, and the long scratch on his palm quickly healed without a single trace: "Look, Ke Fan. Because of your love, I, a ghost, got warm blood."

Ke Fan looked dumbfounded, the blood stained on his fingertips had disappeared along with the wound, but the impact of this incident made him temporarily forget the pain of yesterday.

"That..." Ke Fan felt that this was a great thing, but he didn't know what it meant.

Jiang Hongyu lowered his head and approached him: "I used to be just a ghost, so I hurt you. But from today onwards, I will become more and more like a human being, no matter sunny or cloudy, I can always be by your side. Never again Do something that hurts you."

"?" Ke Fan was kissed on the lips ignorantly, but he always felt that something was wrong.

In the afternoon, when he had to go through the discharge procedure, Ke Fan looked at the bill and quickly asked Jiang Hongyu to find out the medical insurance card from his wallet and urged him to pay for the medical insurance.It was the time when the yang energy was at its peak, and Jiang Hongyu couldn't use his secret tricks, so he could only set up a spirit body to line up for him.

As for himself, he walked into the MRI room on the second basement floor of the hospital, and then walked into the mortuary next door in a corner that was not monitored.

"Mr. Jiang, long time no see." Hei Wuchang, who numbered the undead at the door of the morgue, greeted him, and the ghosts behind saw him chatting, and took the opportunity to scatter to see their sad family members again.

After hearing Jiang Hongyu's intentions, Bai Wuchang said awkwardly: "No, Mr. Jiang, your behavior does not constitute a violation. The management regulations we sent you encourage you to create various accidents, such as letting fate The main vegetables are chopped, and the head is broken when walking, the blood is the most helpful for restoring the yang, and it is more effective than the essence."

"But I almost killed..." The word Yuanzhu is like a vegetable pig in the yin and yang world, and it is synonymous with fattening and waiting to be slaughtered. Jiang Hongyu really can't use this word to refer to Ke Fan.

"It's also normal, your time is limited. Even if you want to control rationally, your instinct will help you catch up if you delay for a long time without any movement." Bai Wuchang explained, "Evil ghosts are not harmful Of course, harming people is not the fault of evil spirits, these predestined relatives themselves are not blessed."

Jiang Hongyu was silent. He looked at the little baby ghost curiously eating his fingers at the feet of a quarreling couple, and sighed.

"Boy, come back quickly!" Hei Wuchang was collecting the dead souls one by one, he picked up the little baby by the back of the neck, "Your parents have knocked you out, what are they doing? My brother sent you to vote Fetuses."

Bai Wuchang gave the soul-suppressing talisman to Hei Wuchang, and then turned to Jiang Hongyu and said, "Mr. Jiang, you don't have to be so entangled, Ke Fan will not survive this year anyway. If he dies, you haven't succeeded in returning the Yang, then wait A person who is so compatible with your horoscope will have to wait until the year of the monkey."

Jiang Hongyu seemed to have listened, and Bai Wuchang waited for the old man to finish the consultation with satisfaction and give him a five-star praise.

"Then, how can I restrain my instinct?" Jiang Hongyu asked such a question after being silent for a long time.

Bai Wuchang was a little helpless: "Mr. Jiang, you must know that the ghost's yearning for returning to the sun is nailed to the bone. Let me put it bluntly, until the day your soul disappears, you will not be able to restrain your instinct."

However, Jiang Hongyu looked dissatisfied with this answer, Bai Wuchang thought for a while, he really still had important things to do, and it seemed that he would not let it go without giving Jiang Hongyu a solution.

"You can engrave a brand, but it will be very, very painful. This is a kind of death penalty in the [-]th hell. Once a certain sentence is engraved in the soul, it will be carried with you in every reincarnation."

Jiang Hongyu didn't make a sound, but listened carefully.

Bai Wuchang added: "You must think carefully, some extremely vicious animal ghosts, if they didn't persist until the end, their souls would be damaged, or even their souls would be scattered. It is really unnecessary to go to this point for the sake of a predestined relationship. Sir, I respect you very much, So I would like to advise you. Maybe you have a good impression of him, but whether this Ke Fan is good or bad, he is just a piece of loess on your reincarnation road. When you return your yang, you will be reborn and forget him Clean and clean. I don't need to say which is more important."

The author says:

Ke Fan: You said you would never hurt me again.Jiang Hongyu: Does this hurt?Ke Fan (biting his shoulder): Bastard!