fear game

Qi Mo noticed the endgame on the chess table, and sat down with great interest: "Let's finish it."

Lance also sat across from him cheerfully: "Do you want to restart the round? This round is played by myself and myself. You don't have to follow my train of thought. I'm restricting you."

Qi Mo waved his hand: "No, I said I want to get to know you."

Lance looked at his resolute expression and said, "Okay."

This round of Lance used a typical Sicilian defensive opening. In the middle game, the black and white pieces were evenly matched. If you insist, the white side may have a slight advantage. The two sides exchanged many pieces and attacked the enemy king for each other. Or car open access or diagonal.Lance has always believed that the best defense is offense.When approaching the endgame, Bai replaced the opponent's queen with a rather painful price, and now there are only white's queen and black's knight and rook left on the board.

Qi Mo played the black square. He pushed the rook forward a few squares with confidence, and raised his head to stare at Lance intently.It seems that winning or losing the chess game is not what he cares about, Lance is.

"What are you looking at?" Lance couldn't help asking.

"Look at the other you," Qi Mo explained mysteriously, "Look, now I'm sitting opposite you, playing the role of you, this you is in my heart, and the you in my eyes, of course It's another you."

"Well, it makes sense." Lance Chunfeng smiled, with a hint of shyness in that smile.

"Are you going to see that new patient tomorrow?" Qi Mo started another topic while deducing the chess game.

"Yeah, how do you know?" A patient is so clear about the doctor's schedule.

"Because I recommended you." Lance recalled that the director had indeed said that the case named to him was related to Qi Mo.

"I didn't realize that my Xiao Hei is so powerful that he can even influence the decision of the high level of the hospital." Lance deliberately praised him, wanting him to say more.

"I don't know any high-level people. It's just the boss behind the hospital. He may be the one who donated money to build it. He just met me once. A few days ago, he called me to ask about my recent situation and was dissatisfied with the doctors arranged by the hospital. Satisfied, as I said, Dr. Lan is very good, maybe that's why they called you to pick him up."

Could it be that the person who donated money to build the hospital is the title sponsor of this hospital—the heir of the Zianini family?

"You mean you know Mr Zianini?"

"I don't know his name. When I was still in another hospital, I met him in the garden one day, and he asked me if I want to be transferred to his hospital," he paused, looking at him meaningfully. To Lance, "He said find me the best doctor, someone who can prove that I'm not crazy."

Lance was a little surprised.Does the person Qi Mo mentioned refer to him?Although I did read it in his case, he had repeatedly emphasized that he was not a lunatic in other hospitals and asked to be discharged from the hospital, but it seemed that he himself had given up on this idea, and he never mentioned it once after coming here. .Could it be... is he counting on himself to prove it to him?To prove him, not to cure him.Lance asked himself that although he graduated from the world's top medical school, he is still a young novice in terms of clinical experience. How can he bear Qi Mo's trust?What's more, this person doesn't look like a normal person no matter what.How can he prove it to him?

"Are you talking about me, Qi Mo?" Lance didn't call him Xiao Hei this time. He wanted to try to communicate with the other party as a normal person with a sound personality. Any normal person should be worthy of being solemnly respected by others. Call him by name.

"I don't know." Qi Mo rarely contradicted the name, "Maybe, maybe one day you will think that from the bottom of your heart, not to lie to me, not to perfunctory me, not to get close to me and treat me, but to believe sincerely I'm not crazy."

Lance looked at him suspiciously.Is this person really crazy?For a moment, Lance was a little shaken by his previous judgment.

"Call to kill!" Qi Mo pushed the horse in his hand to the D2 space, and sure enough, a cart and a horse blocked all the escape routes of King Bai.Lance was so engrossed in chatting with Qi Mo just now that he was careless.He hurriedly moved his white queen back to rescue him.

"Hahaha, draw." Qi Mo clapped his hands like a child.Ke Lance knew in his heart that he was the one who lost, because the white piece clearly had the upper hand at the beginning, but it was clearly his own bad move that was finally tied by the black piece.

He was not annoyed, and was willing to admit defeat: "Xiao Hei, you are really good, you actually won this round."

"It's not that I'm good, it's that the master was deceived by me. What I said just now was to deceive you and distract you." Qi Mo's face showed the shameless smile of a child acting like a baby again, "Me , is a lunatic, hahahaha."

Lance lowered his head and tidied up the scattered pieces on the chessboard one by one, just like tidying up his chaotic heart at the moment.This lunatic, playing with his own mind, is as proficient as he is at a chess game.Can such a person still be called a lunatic?

"Since the master said that I won, can I ask for some rewards?"

"Okay, what do you want?"

Lan Siwan didn't expect Qi Mo to stand up suddenly, with his tall body pressing on top of him, he said two words condescendingly: "Fuck you!"

His violent movements knocked down the chess table between the two, and the pieces that Lance had just arranged fell to the ground.

When dealing with a mental patient, you never know what kind of unexpected stimulus you will encounter in the next second-but this is why Lance likes this job.

Before Lance could react, Qi Mo knelt down to help the chess table up, and grabbed the chess pieces back into his hands one by one.An elephant rolled under the desk, and he bent down to dig into the dark corner of the desk, his hands covered in dust.

Lance sat on the chair and watched him, motionless. He wanted to see what this man was trying to do by threatening him for a while and pleasing him for a while.

After picking up the chess pieces, Qi Mo walked up to Lance, squatted down, opened his palms, and looked sincere.

"Master, I was joking just now, didn't you scare me? Actually, I don't want any reward, if you really want to give it to me..." He stopped and thought for a while, "Then take me to visit your dormitory again .”

Lance propped up his long legs unhurriedly. His calves are very thin, and his thigh muscles are well-proportioned. It looks very nice when they overlap like that.He picked out a chess piece from Qi Mo's palm, played it playfully for a while, then slowly put it back on the chessboard, and finally said: "It's too late today, I have to read some documents when I go back tonight, let's do it another day."