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Chapter 10 The Tyrant Has a Photographic Memory
Chu Jiang finally pulled out the oddly shaped chair and sat down.

He looked very impatient, determined not to pay attention to anything the other person said.

Treat his illness?

joke!

Qin Su pushed up her rimless glasses and smiled gently: "Don't be so wary of me, I really won't hurt you."

As she spoke, she pushed the water she had poured toward the tyrant.

Chu Jiang glanced at the completely transparent water glass that the woman pushed towards him, so clear that he could see the bubbles in the water, and a look of novelty flashed in his eyes.

However, he didn't move, still maintaining that cold and arrogant attitude of looking down on the whole world.

"It was just a casual chat, like asking what you think has the biggest impact on your life."

Is it a memory that is lost every time you wake up, or a severe headache that cannot be cured?

Is it a sustained surge of energy and high spirits leading to unprovoked harm, or a sudden, dramatic fall into despair and suicidal despair?

The man's gaze finally fell on her, his eyes terrifying, as if she could feel the oppressive force of a tyrant even in her dream.

Qin Su seemed oblivious, her smile gentle: "Don't be angry. I'm a doctor, it's normal for me to understand illnesses. Just like you've studied literature and martial arts since childhood, poetry, songs, swords, and staffs are all very natural things for you."

Perhaps he had taken it to heart, Chu Jiang's imposing manner softened slightly, but at the same time, he withdrew his gaze from her and returned to his arrogant demeanor.

Qin Su: "So, what's the most painful thing about this? Amnesia? Headaches? Or uncontrollable emotions... Okay, it's emotions."

Chu Jiang narrowed his eyes, his gaze seeming to say, "I think you really don't want to live anymore."

Qin Su smiled: "This is my profession."

She continued, "The extreme mood swings are like riding a roller coaster. When you're happy, you're excited and full of energy, and you can stay awake for days without feeling energetic. But then you experience extreme low moods, and in severe cases, you may even have suicidal tendencies. These are all symptoms of bipolar disorder... Do you not understand?"

This time, Chu Jiang didn't even glance at her.

Qin Su: "Actually, it's very simple. You'll understand once you take a look."

She pushed the information about "bipolar disorder" that she had prepared in advance in front of the man.

And that's when the danger happened—the man who had been calm and unmoved by her words suddenly struck out the moment she reached out, trying to capture her.

Then, he missed again.

A rare hint of annoyance appeared on the man's handsome face.

Qin Su suppressed a laugh and calmly said, "I heard you're known as the God of War in your world. You must be very good at leading troops into battle, right?"

"What do you want to say?" Chu Jiang spoke up unusually, his tone extremely dangerous.

The next moment, the woman slowly spoke: "Did you know? Some people call bipolar disorder a genius disease because patients often have sharp minds and exhibit extraordinary genius when they are in a hypomanic episode..."

Chu Jiang understood, his face darkened, and he gritted his teeth: "You're saying I, the prince, am good at fighting because I'm sick?"

Qin Su remained calm and composed: "Of course not."

Her beautiful, slender fingers tapped on the documents: "Bipolar seizures can make patients mentally sharp, but the effect doesn't last long. Your ability to win so many battles and even be hailed as a 'war god' is definitely not due to illness. I believe you are truly remarkable and capable."

The woman's voice was gentle and soothing, like flowing water, without the deliberate sarcasm or irony he had imagined.

Chu Jiang's gaze unconsciously followed the direction of her finger.

Upon closer inspection, I came across the phrase, "The line between genius and madness is very thin... If this person has an excellent grasp of their skills, this will unleash even greater potential, allowing them to excel even more in certain areas." As I continued reading, the information that had been in front of me suddenly appeared before me, and the woman's clear, melodious voice seemed to carry a seductive quality:

"See? It's never a bad thing to know more, is it?"

Chu Jiang read very quickly, almost skimming through ten lines at a glance, and finished reading the more than ten pages of information in no time.

From an outsider's perspective, it seemed more like he was just going through the motions, glancing at it hastily.

Only after seeing the man look away and revert to his arrogant and aloof demeanor did Qin Su speak:

"Of course, my diagnosis of your illness is just that—my judgment. The best course of action is for you to take a test first."

As she spoke, she pushed a mania scale [BRMS] in front of the man.

The above content has been refined by the system to incorporate the writing habits of the Daqi people, resulting in wording that is more in line with ancient usage.

This time, Chu Jiang still didn't answer, but he glanced at it casually and then looked away.

Qin Su: "How is it?"

Chu Jiang did not answer, but instead asked, "How do you determine that?"

Qin Su smiled: "Score ≥ 15 points."

Chu Jiang stopped speaking, and it was unclear whether he had understood.

The system, however, expressed its regret: "He refuses to do it. Could there be a more uncooperative patient than this?"

Unexpectedly, Qin Su replied, "No, he has already done it."

System: [Done?]

"Ding dong~"

A soft, almost imperceptible bell rang, signaling the time for the meeting.

Qin Su looked at the man opposite her in the dream, who still had a gloomy and intimidating appearance. Even though he was extremely beautiful, he was like a poisonous flower, making people afraid to get close.

"I believe you've already made your judgment, and it's okay if you don't tell me. I just want you to know that these illnesses are treatable, as long as you're willing to cooperate. That's all for this conversation. I hope you don't dislike me, and you're welcome to change your mind at any time."

Qin Su raised her hand, making a "goodbye" gesture to the man: "See you next time~"

The dream collapsed in an instant, and Chu Jiang was abruptly pulled back to reality from that fantastical world.

His chest rose and fell slightly as he stared at the ceiling above the bed. Only the faint moonlight streaming through the wooden lattice window reminded him that he had been in the room all along, and that everything that had just happened was just a dream.

He thought he might be getting sicker, and even fantasized that a celestial being would come to save him.
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On the other side, Qin Su also emerged from her dream.

The system assumed that the host should go to sleep after a busy night.

As a result, she immediately got out of bed, lit a candle, and began to review her first meeting with the tyrant that night.

Then, based on my recollection, I re-analyzed the condition and adjusted the previous treatment plan.

“He is extremely guarded. It’s not a good choice to keep taking the initiative when he doesn’t trust me. Now we just need to wait for a suitable ‘opportunity’ so that he can take the initiative to treat himself.”

The system wasn't sure if it was speaking to itself, but it still tried to agree: "The host is so capable, there won't be any problems."

After personally witnessing a psychological counseling session, the system had even more confidence in Qin Su.

No, if I had known that psychologists were so amazing, I wouldn't have gone through so many detours before!
The information was all found online, so please don't take it too seriously.
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