The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Nanjiang Central Hospital.

Psychiatric clinic.

As everyone knows, the psychiatric clinic today is seeing Dr. Xu, the chief physician, a gentle and beautiful doctor.

A doctor with zero complaints.

But the doctor-patient relationship seems somewhat strained today.

"You recognized me a long time ago, Xu Zhixiao."

"Um."

"Then why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"You turned away coldly and heartlessly, am I supposed to chase after you like a wronged woman, begging and pleading?"

"Then why are you wearing a mask the whole time?"

Xu Zhixiao took off her mask.

This was also the first time she had taken off her mask in front of Lu Yuan, and she still had that warm, sunny smile.

She said, "Wearing a mask when I first saw you was a work habit of mine. As for why I kept wearing a mask without revealing my identity..."

Xu Zhixiao smiled gently: "I learned it from you, you matchmaker. Work is work. Since we are doctor and patient, why let the past have a negative impact?"

"Then why did you go to Nanjiang?"

"Being transferred from Jinling to Nanjiang is considered a promotion, because I can be a director here." Xu Zhixiao seemed to have thought of something, peeked out and squinted at him: "You don't think I came here because of you, do you?"

"It's not that common."

Lu Yuan shook his head, denying Xu Zhixiao's statement.

It's said that it's not that widely believed.

But deep down he truly believed it.

After all, with the examples of Shang Qingya and Huang Zhiyu before him, it was hard for him not to think about Puxin.

He only remembered Xu Zhixiao's identity after the game ended.

He wondered if Xu Zhixiao was also hiding beside him, and as he thought about it, he connected it to Dr. Xu.

So after clarifying the relationship between the first two, he took the initiative to come to them.

I didn't expect this trip to be a waste of time.

It seems that Xu Zhixiao is living a pretty good life.

Congratulations on your promotion!

Why does your expression always give off a vibe like you're looking at your ex-girlfriend?

"That's not quite it, but..." Lu Yuan looked up and asked a question, "You didn't deliberately give me a wrong diagnosis because you hate me, did you?"

Lu Yuan was quite worried about this.

Although he believed in Xu Zhixiao's professional competence.

But the fact that he turned around and left when someone proposed to him does sound like he was a beast.

Xu Zhixiao did not speak when faced with this question.

But her furrowed brows and eyes seemed to be repeating three words over and over again.

"Ordinary man".

"OK, that's all."

Lu Yuan couldn't stand that look, so he stood up and prepared to leave. The registration fee for this director was worth it.

The problem was solved without much effort.

However, Xu Zhixiao spoke up and persuaded him to stay:

"Lu Yuan, you look very tired."

"I'm not sleeping well."

"Do you remember the prescription I gave you back then?"

"I can't quite remember."

Upon hearing this answer...

Xu Zhixiao took out a pen from her white coat and casually picked up a piece of scrap paper to write on the blank space on the back.

"Here, find a traditional Chinese medicine clinic to get some medicine, and remember to drink it."

"it is good."

Lu Yuan casually agreed.

Although it was a prescription for treating illness, he only went on to offer polite pleasantries.

Even if he decides to take the medicine on a whim, he'll probably only drink one course of treatment and then forget about it.

"Mental illness requires mental medicine; why is it that even though the physical illness has healed, I can't sleep well anymore?"

Upon hearing this...

Lu Yuan froze on the spot, looking at Xu Zhixiao's face.

He said, "It's nothing."

"Is it because of that young girlfriend you brought last time?"

She's not my girlfriend.

"It's not important." Xu Zhixiao smiled and shook her head.

"Let me put it another way, is it because you're worried that the disease might be hereditary?"

Lu Yuan did not answer, but he sat back down in his chair.

Seeing this, Xu Zhixiao propped her elbows on the table and looked at him:

"You can earn money, and there will always be someone in your family who will accept you, but you're worried about having a child who looks just like you."

"You can read minds?"

"Your concerns are not unfounded, but..."

Xu Zhixiao subconsciously drew out a long note, as everyone knows, drawing out a long note is for the transition that follows:

"I have a chance of being able to help you solve your genetic problems."

"Really?"

"It's just a matter of probability; after all, no one can guarantee the success rate of something like this."

Although it was a vague answer.

But Lu Yuan's breathing began to become rapid.

Because this was too tempting for him.

If the genetic issue cannot be resolved, he will never be able to get married and have children in his life.

Because he is a child who inherited this disease, only those who have experienced it know the pain.

"Let's talk about the treatment plan?"

"Don't rush, I also need to organize and study this, but..."

Xu Zhixiao has completely mastered Lu Yuan's method of elongating and transitioning tones.

She said, "However, the prerequisite for treatment is to get enough sleep and maintain a good mental state."

"I'll go get the medicine now."

"If you're busy, I can brew the medicine for you and deliver it to you in courses of treatment to make sure you finish each course, since it's part of the treatment plan."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan subconsciously raised his head.

But Xu Zhixiao seemed to know what he was going to do, and this time she responded directly with three words:

"Ordinary male."

"I didn't say anything!"

"Don't overthink it, you'll have to pay." Xu Zhixiao shook her finger at him, "And the treatment costs aren't low."

"Sure, just name your price."

"Bye-Bye."

Xu Zhixiao simply told them to leave.

I watched Lu Yuan walk away.

Before the next patient came in, she took a ring out of her pocket and put it on her ring finger.

Lu Yuan glanced at her ring finger at least ten times.

Fortunately, we were prepared.