Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 234 I Can’t Stay in This Office Anymore
"What are you looking at?" Gu Ran asked.

"The look in my eyes that looks down on you." He Qingyan said.

"You two have the qualifications to look down on me?" Gu Ran asked immediately.

"Even the two of us look down on you, how big of a failure you are." He Qingyan answered just as quickly.

"I'm just changing the subject, can't you see that?"

"Gu Ran," Chen Ke said awkwardly, "Generally speaking, even if we change the subject, we won't say that a girl's butt is elastic."

"It's all your fault, you two. You made the atmosphere so weird that I couldn't think straight when I spoke." As a psychologist, Gu Ran would never let himself feel guilty and would always blame others if they were wrong.

"I think you are bewitched by Qingyan." Chen Ke smiled with her hands covering her mouth, "Even I am stunned."

"Really?" He Qingyan asked.

"Ok!"

"Then let me kiss you."

"Kiss me?" Chen Ke was stunned and subconsciously stepped back slightly.

"Come on, Keke~, Gu Ran and I just kissed, so if you kiss me now, it's like an indirect kiss between the two of you."

"Mouth to mouth?" Chen Ke couldn't believe it. She thought He Qingyan would kiss her like she kissed Su Qing, but on the cheek.

"No." He Qingyan suddenly groaned, "Gu Ran and I only touched lips, and haven't stuck out tongues yet. My first kiss is still halfway there. Keke, wait until I take off the remaining half before I kiss you."

"No, thank you!" Chen Ke turned around quickly.

She thought to herself, Qingyan was surprisingly innocent, she hadn't even stuck out her tongue yet, but she did it all the way for the first time?

Thinking of what happened that night, Chen Ke was a little restless.

After that night, she didn't think much about matters of sex because the memories of pain dominated.

But as time goes by, the pain is gradually forgotten, and only happiness remains.

So, she almost felt that there could be a second time.

Because of [Hakone Night] and He Qingyan's behavior today, Chen Ke felt that even if [Hakone Night] happened again, Gu Ran would not be too angry.

After waiting many times, Gu Ran got used to it.

Chen Ke raised her hand and covered her forehead. She had just been talking about Gu Ran, but now she realized that she didn't seem to be very serious.

As expected, they were all led astray by He Qingyan.

Well, that's definitely true.

Chen Ke automatically ignored the fact that He Qingyan had only half-kissed him, while she had already done the whole thing.

"One last question," He Qingyan suddenly asked as she pushed the swivel chair and prepared to leave, "How far have you and Su Qing progressed?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"I'm going to take a picture of the hand print on my butt right now"

"Kiss." Gu Ran said.

"Just kissing? You know what I mean."

"Just kissing."

"Hate it," He Qingyan said shyly, "Girlfriends only kiss, but you touched my butt."

"Then it's whatever you say." Gu Ran gave up arguing.

He Qingyan pushed the swivel chair towards her desk.

It was true that Gu Ran had only touched her butt, but she had already devoured Gu Ran alive.

"Ouch!" She stood up again just after sitting down, covering her butt with her hands.

"Hahaha!" Gu Ran laughed.

Chen Ke also laughed.

Finally, Chen Ke went to the pharmacy to get the medicine and asked He Qingyan to apply it herself in the locker room.

"It's a very clear palm print." He Qingyan came out of the locker room and looked at the screen of her mobile phone.

"Look." She showed it to Gu Ran and Chen Ke.

Gu Ran didn't want to read it, so she immediately said she would send it to Yan Hanxiang.

Gu Ran took a look at it and saw from the clarity that it was obviously a screenshot. The background was pure white skin, with a fresh and lively palm print in the middle, and all five fingers clearly visible.

You can see it's a butt, but that's all, there's no room for tantalizing imagination.

"How cruel." Chen Ke commented.

"Hmm?" He Qingyan signaled Gu Ran to express his opinion.

"I'm afraid my internal strength has surpassed Zhao Wenjie's." Gu Ran said.

He Qingyan was amused, but she clenched her fists in anger: "I should have pulled your stuff down just now!"

"What?" Chen Ke was curious, and she asked even though she knew the answer.

"Since you can't sit, let's just go to the sanatorium building." Gu Ran suggested.

He didn't want to stay in the office anymore. If he stayed any longer, he might make a mistake.

People who are untainted by the mud are very remarkable. Gu Ran feels that he is not such a noble person. He is just an ordinary cowherd.

If it wasn't Zhuang Jing, but she was taught by a cow, she would have been able to steal the Weaver Girl's clothes.

He Qingyan really couldn't sit down, so the three of them went to the sanatorium.

After playing with the mental patient for a while, it was almost ten o'clock and the relatives of the author of "Phantom Stinky" came, one man and one woman.

They are the daughter and son of a phantom writer.

Daughter Li Xia, 30 years old, a powerful urban beauty;

My son Li Dong, 28 years old, looks like a college student who still plays games with girls every night.

Li Xiaoye was also taken to the interview room by his attending nurse Li Hui.

"Coffee or tea?" asked Miss Youya.

"Coffee, thank you." Li Xia said.

"Is there any Coke?" Li Dong asked.

"Yes, wait a moment. What about you?" Miss Youzai asked the three doctors, nurse Li Hui, and patient Li Xiaoye.

"Boiled water is enough." said Gu Ran.

He Qingyan and Chen Ke also nodded.

"Mr. Li Xiaoye and I also drink boiled water," said Li Hui.

"I want tea." Li Xiaoye said.

"Boiled water." Li Hui smiled at Miss Youzai.

"Okay." Miss Youya nodded.

Li Xiaoye didn't say anything.

Li Xia and Li Dong looked at Li Hui at the same time.

After the cups were served and Li Xia took a sip of coffee, he took the initiative to speak and said, "Doctor, what is the matter that you called us here this time?"

"Mr. Li Xiaoye came to our {Jinghai} on his own initiative. Do you know the reason?" Gu Ran asked.

"Isn't it that you always smell a bad odor?" Li Xia said, "At first it was in the kitchen. I thought the deodorization was not done well. The decoration company and the property management took turns to come to my house. Later, I hired a professional deodorization company. After a long time, it still couldn't be solved.

"It was fine in the kitchen, as he didn't cook. But soon, the bathroom was the place with the stench. Eventually, he even said there was a stench on his body, so bad that he couldn't even sleep. That's when he came to {Jing Hai}."

"That's right." Gu Ran nodded, "Then do you know what he wanted after coming to {Jinghai}?"

"Isn't it just curing the brain?" Li Xia said as a matter of course.

"What do you mean by cure your brain?" Li Xiaoye was dissatisfied. "Isn't it just that you have a problem with your brain?"

"I just smell a bad smell. What do you mean by curing the brain?"

Li Xia stopped looking at him and asked Gu Ran, "Doctor, just tell me what's going on. Today is Tuesday, not the weekend. Don't waste time."

"That's good." Gu Ran said, "Mr. Li Xiaoye came to {Jinghai}. His treatment requirement is not to cure 'hallucination odor', but to turn 'hallucination odor' into 'illusion' because it can be used as material for writing."

Li Dong glanced at his father, but Li Xia didn't react.

Gu Ran continued: "We now have a treatment plan. I can't say it can be a complete cure, but there is hope."

"Do we need to confirm the treatment plan?" Li Xia asked.

"Yes." Gu Ran said, "After treatment, Mr. Li Xiaoye's imagination may be damaged."

"Imagination?" Li Xiaoye asked.

Gu Ran looked at Li Xia.

"What about other things? Can he take care of himself? If he still needs someone to take care of him after being cured, it's better not to treat him," said Li Xia.

Li Xiaoye wanted to say something but was stopped by Li Hui.

Gu Ran continued, "No, but from Li Xiaoye's request when he was hospitalized, you can see how important writing is to him. If he is cured, he will be able to face reality, but he will not be able to write due to lack of imagination. In the worst case, he may have suicidal tendencies."

"I would rather die than not be able to write a book." Li Xiaoye sneered.

"Can you write like this now?" Li Xia sneered.

"Asshole, is this how I taught you to talk and behave?"

"Have you taught me?"

"Then what right do you have to point fingers at me? I tell you, it's not your turn to make the decision about my affairs!"

Although I haven't figured out the logic behind it, he is worthy of being a mentally ill writer.

Li Xia said to Gu Ran: "I don't know if I can make the decision, but if you ask me for my opinion, my opinion is to cure."

"Okay, I understand. What about you, Mr. Li Dong?" Gu Ran looked at Li Dong again.

Li Dong hesitated and looked at his father.

"Doctor, what do you think?" he asked Gu Ran.

"{Jinghai} is not big, but it is still a hospital." Gu Ran said, "I don't know if you have ever been to the intensive care units of some large hospitals. Even if the patient is in great pain, they will force-feed him to keep him alive - even if they have to use any means, they must cure the patient. This is the choice of the hospital."

"In other words, treatment?" Li Dong confirmed.

"Yes." Gu Ran nodded, "But I want to reiterate that writing is very important to Mr. Li Xiaoye, more important than life. If he can't write novels, he will have suicidal tendencies in the worst case scenario."

The consequences must be mentioned many times so that the patient's family members can fully realize the seriousness of the situation.

"Even so, will the doctor choose to treat me?" Li Dong asked.

"Yes." said Gu Ran.

Li Dong didn't say anything. He neither said to treat nor to not treat.

After all, it involves human life, and that of his own father, so hesitation is natural.

"If I can't write a book, I will commit suicide." Li Xiaoye said at this time.

After waiting for a while, Li Dong still didn't respond.

He Qingyan put her hands behind her slender waist, staring at the wall in boredom, her black hair scattered on her snow-white coat.

Gu Ran flipped through the medical records with his index finger and said to Li Dong, "If you can't make a decision, why not leave it to us?"

In this way, if something really happens, it will be very disadvantageous to {Jinghai} in court.

"No thanks." Li Xia said, "Thank you, doctor, but I can make the decision and ask the doctor to treat my father."

"Ms. Li, I want to say it again."

Li Xia raised her hand, interrupting Gu Ran's repetition, and said: "I know how much my father values ​​writing. When I was a child, he was so absorbed in writing books that he never paid attention to Xiaodong and me.

"When my mom died, he was very concerned about the details of the funeral. During the vigil, he stared at my mom's face and touched her. I thought he..."

She couldn't help but pause.

Everyone already knows the reason.

".I thought he was reluctant to leave his mother, but everything was done for the purpose of gathering material for his novel. He was familiar with funerals and corpses, and later he wrote an article called "The Temperature of the Corpses of Relatives" and was so happy that he danced with joy.

"He read it to us proudly. When he said, 'This article may be included in the Chinese textbook, and all students will have to read my article,' I couldn't help but tear up the manuscript.

"My father beat me up, pulled down my pants, and beat me hard."

After saying that, Li Xia smiled bitterly.

"It must be very painful, right?" He Qingyan, who had turned around at some point, said sympathetically.

"Yeah." Li Xia smiled, "It hurt a lot. I still remember it clearly, so I want to take revenge on him."

revenge?

Should doctors listen to decisions made with this kind of mentality?

However, Zhuang Jing has already instructed that as long as the family members do not object, the hospital should adopt a treatment plan.

"I understand." Gu Ran took out the consent form.

Li Xia signed her name neatly. Li Dong picked up the pen, hesitated for a moment, and wrote his name behind his sister.

"You two just wait to collect your bodies." Li Xiaoye folded his arms and sneered.

(Finally I can go out!)

(I will be the first alien to sneak into the human world!)

Gu Ran could read the ecstasy in Li Xiaoye's heart.

However, rather than being ecstatic about the aliens' successful infiltration into the human world, it is more accurate to say that the author is ecstatic about the new developments in the novel's plot.

Gu Ran really wanted to know whether his feelings for Li Hui came from Li Xiaoye himself or from the writer's needs for the plot.

He didn't think about it any further because it had nothing to do with curing the disease.

A psychologist is not a life coach and cannot solve all of the patient’s problems. A doctor only needs to treat the patient.

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《Personal Diary》: Tuesday, September 16, Jinghai

He Qingyan's butt feels really good, I want to rub it.

Come to think of it, Chen Ke’s butt is not bad either. Unfortunately, I was half drunk that day and my memory is vague, like a dream.

Is this really a dream?

A [Black Dragon Dream]?
Impossible. If it was a Black Dragon Dream, I would need to poke Chen Ke to wake her up.

Chen Ke and I really had sex.

There is no point in thinking about these things. I'd better think about how to touch Su Qing's butt. She should be the only person in {Longing Villa} whose butt I have never touched.

Even Aunt Jing was accidentally touched lightly during her morning massage.

In fact, she was sitting on the black dragon's front limbs, which meant she was sitting on my hand.

As for the back, arms, fingers, and buttocks that I poked, I can say without any ill intention or bias that Dean Zhuang Jing could have used the word "girly".

Let’s think about how to touch Su Qing’s legs and buttocks.

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"Doctor's Diary":
Knowing that there is a treatment plan for his disease and he may be discharged from the hospital, Li Xiaoye feels only joy about the development of the plot.

Be aware of patients pretending to be well during treatment.

With Li Xiaoye's passion for writing, he can do anything.

(Zhuang Jing's comments: Postpone treatment. Based on the family information provided by his daughter, Group 2 will conduct another psychoanalysis.)
(End of this chapter)