Chapter 60

Chapter 60

Fu Xingyun looked at the books in the other person's hands and asked, "Is it useful?"

"Of course!" The psychiatrist put the three books in his hand on the table. "If you feel you don't really need some of them, you can optionally buy them."

"Then I choose not to buy it."

"..." The psychiatrist looked at the person and asked tentatively: "Mr. Fu, you don't need even one?"

If the names of those books were as concise and clear as "Deeply Loved" or "Beloved", Fu Xingyun might consider it, but the titles of these books are not serious at first glance.

The psychiatrist was determined to sell them, "Mr. Fu, I took out these books because it was you. If it had been anyone else, I probably wouldn't have sold them."

"How about this, Mr. Fu? I'll help you ask Mr. Lin what he thinks of you in a while, and then I'll recommend you which book to buy. You can decide in one bite whether you want to buy it or not."

Fu Xingyun hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and then looked at the psychiatrist.

The psychiatrist swallowed after receiving the look, "What's wrong? Mr. Fu."

Fu Xingyun: "Your business is quite broad."

"..."

In the end, the man made a decision and planned to let a psychiatrist test Lin Qiong's thoughts first.

When Lin Qiong came back from a stroll, she saw Fu Xingyun waiting outside the door of the diagnosis room. She walked forward quickly and asked, "Have you finished all the examinations?"

Fu Xingyun nodded.

"How's it going? What did the doctor say?"

The psychiatrist came over with a medicine bag and said, "The situation is pretty good, much better than last time."

He glanced at Fu Xingyun and asked, "Mr. Lin, are you free now?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Lin, would it be convenient for me to come in and let me explain some things?"

"inconvenient."

Psychologist:!

Fu Xingyun:!

Then the psychiatrist faked a smile and said, "It's convenient for you, Mr. Lin."

Lin Qiong shook her head again and said innocently: "It's inconvenient."

"What's the inconvenience?"

"Xingyun can't do it alone outside."

Psychologist: "Mr. Lin, please rest assured that our hospital is extremely private. Mr. Fu will not be lost if he is alone outside."

"And I'm just explaining what I need to pay attention to in my future life. It won't take too long."

After hearing this, Lin Qiong glanced at Fu Xingyun and said, "Okay."

With that said, he turned around and followed the psychiatrist into the diagnosis room.

"Mr. Lin, sit down wherever you want," he said, putting a glass of water in front of Lin Qiong, "Actually, calling Mr. Lin in is also for some psychological counseling."

Lin Qiong took a sip of water after hearing this, "Oh"

The psychiatrist was a little surprised, "Isn't Mr. Lin nervous?"

Lin Qiong was puzzled and blinked twice, "Why are you so nervous?"

"I'm a psychiatrist."

"I know."

"Aren't you afraid that I will see through your heart?"

"I have a heart of stone." He said and patted his chest confidently.

"..."

That's really excellent.

The psychiatrist coughed and returned to the topic, "How has Mr. Lin been feeling since he got married? Does his married life meet his expectations?"

Lin Qiong answered honestly, "It doesn't fit."

Psychologist:!

“Exceeded expectations.”

The psychiatrist exhaled, please don't gasp when you speak next time.

"So Mr. Lin is very satisfied with his married life, right?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "That's right."

"Okay," the psychiatrist recorded pretendingly, "Does Mr. Lin have feelings for Mr. Lin?"

"Yes." Lin Qiong picked up the love persona again, "My love for him will last till death."

"Is Mr. Fu the most important person in your life?"

Lin Qiong said without any hesitation, "Yes."

Because there is no one in his life.

The person closest to him in this world is indeed Fu Xingyun. Although he is an old crazy person, he is also his old baby.

As for who is the most important, of course it is Fu Xingyun.

The psychiatrist looked into Lin Qiong's eyes and saw no trace of guilt, and no conditioned reaction to lying on his face.

"The two of you have a good relationship. In fact, a good and pleasant communication environment will also help Mr. Fu's recovery." The psychiatrist once again started from the side, "Besides Mr. Fu, does Mr. Lin have any other people or things he likes??”

Lin Qiong said without hesitation, "I like money."

Really unpretentious.

"Then if Mr. Fu and 100 million were put together, who would you choose, Mr. Lin?"

"Xingyun."

Because Fu Xingyun has more than 100 million.

The psychiatrist notes the analogy, "Okay, now we have another hypothesis?"

Unexpectedly, before the other party could ask, he was interrupted by Lin Qiong, "Wait a minute."

The psychiatrist wondered, "Is something wrong?"

"Are you giving me psychological counseling now?"

I saw the other party nodded, "Yes."

Lin Qiong asked warily: "Is there any charge?"

The psychiatrist said, "What if I say no?"

"Then I refuse to answer."

Psychologist: "No."

When Lin Qiong heard the news, she just raised her buttocks and sat firmly on the chair, "Go on."

"..."

The psychiatrist breathed out, "I don't know why I always feel familiar with Mr. Lin."

"It's normal."

The psychiatrist looked at the other party's clear and sincere eyes, and his fair and harmless face, which was pure and non-aggressive, and asked, "Is Mr. Lin easy to get close to?"

Lin Qiong shook her head, "We have collided with each other."

"..."

The character in the eyes of money.

"Can we continue?"

"Can."

"Mr. Lin can relax a little."

"I'm very relaxed." Lin Qiong leaned back on the chair. If she relaxed any more, she would collapse.

"Suppose you and Mr. Fu are both poor. You only have five yuan in your hand. How much will you spend on Mr. Fu?"

Lin Qiong said without hesitation, "Five yuan."

"What if there are a hundred?"

"It's still five dollars."

The psychiatrist frowned after hearing this, "Why?"

"Because my love for him will never change." He said, pinching a big heart on his chest.

"..."

After the two of them finished chatting, the psychiatrist explained to Lin Qiong the things that should be paid attention to in taking care of Fu Xingyun in daily life. This was the end.

Just as Lin Qiong was about to stand up, she glanced at a few books on the table, but the titles were covered with white paper as if they were intentionally blocked.

Lin Qiong was curious, "What is that?"

The psychiatrist's heart trembled when he looked in the direction of Lin Qiong's finger, but he was slightly relieved when he saw the piece of paper he had left covering it, "It's just selling books, is Mr. Lin interested?"

"I didn't expect you had a lot of business." Then he said, "How did you sell it?"

"Two hundred per book."

"But it says the retail price is fifty."

"..."

The psychiatrist's smile froze, "Mr. Lin has good eyesight.

"It's just average, 5.0."

Lin Qiong didn't say much, and she didn't know which unlucky guy would buy it.

Then he turned around and went out to find Fu Xingyun, while thinking about what would be better for lunch today.

"Mr. Lin, can you help me ask Mr. Fu to come in when you go out?"

Lin Qiong looked back at him.

"There is an item I forgot to check. You can rest assured soon."

Lin Qiong nodded after hearing this, "Okay."

After Lin Qiong came out, she saw Fu Xingyun drinking water in the self-service drinking area, "The doctor asked you to go in again."

Fu Xingyun didn't look at anyone's expression after hearing this, "I got it."

It didn't take long for Fu Xingyun to walk into the diagnosis room.

Before the psychiatrist could explain, he asked straight to the point: "What did he say?"

"Mr. Lin said that he will love you until death."

Fu Xingyun's slightly frowning eyebrows relaxed after hearing this, "It's nothing, I'm leaving."

Upon seeing this, the psychiatrist quickly stopped him and said, "Mr. Fu, please listen to what I have to say."

"Although Mr. Lin has deep affection for you, you are the complete opposite."

The man's handsome face was slightly ugly, "What do you mean?"

"Mr. Fu, I'm not questioning your feelings for Mr. Lin." The psychiatrist swallowed, "It's just that your way of getting along with normal people and your lover is somewhat deviated."

"What deviation?"

"It's too cold." He gave an example, "It's like not explaining some important and misunderstanding matters to Mr. Lin, but handling it myself."

"It's called love without mouth." He said cautiously: "Many bloody scenes are caused by one party seeming to have no mouth and not explaining anything."

As he spoke, he held up the "Love Manual" and said, "Now you need this book to learn how to fall in love and how to get along with your lover."

The look of hard work and determination for a moment looked like a pyramid scheme.

Fu Xingyun glanced at the book, with obvious wavering in his eyes.

"This book not only teaches you how to fall in love, but also how to be loved. It is recommended to use it together with this book to maximize the effect."

As he said that, he took out the book "Three Minutes to Make a Man Spend One Hundred Thousand for Me".

Fu Xingyun glanced at it with disgust and turned away.

"Hey! Mr. Fu can't just look at the surface." The psychiatrist continued: "I know that a big entrepreneur like you is definitely not short of money, and you don't need others to spend money on you, but the situation is different now."

"I just learned through the conversation that Mr. Lin's favorite thing is money, and he never loses a dime in this regard."

"Think about what it means to ask someone who values money as your life to spend money on you." The psychiatrist clapped his hands, "Doesn't it mean that he loves you?"

Fu Xingyun's eyes returned to the psychiatrist.

"The "Green Tea Rules of Coaxing" is also indispensable." The psychiatrist slapped the table as he spoke, "We are old friends. Well, if you buy all three books, I can give you a discount..”

Lin Qiong was waiting outside. After a while, an angel in white came over and asked, "Mr. Lin?"

Lin Qiong nodded, "Yes."

"This is the bill just issued by the doctor. Please go and settle it."

Lin Qiong took a look and said with some confusion, "Isn't the medical bill just now paid?"

"Ah, that's it. Mr. Fu just did some psychological counseling and tests in order to prevent some sequelae."

"That's it." Lin Qiong took the bill, "I'm going now. If Xingyun comes out and doesn't see me, can you tell me that I'm going to pay the bill?"

"of course."

Lin Qiong nodded, turned and went downstairs to pay.

When the nurse saw Lin Qiong disappearing from the elevator entrance, she quickly turned around and entered the diagnosis room, "Mr. Lin is gone."

The psychiatrist pushed up his glasses and asked, "Have you brought what you wanted?"

The nurse nodded, and the atmosphere became tense for a moment like a base for transmitting information, "Brought it."

As he spoke, he whispered in someone's ear: "Just to be sure, I went downstairs to buy a towel, which cost twenty."

The psychiatrist nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, this huge sum of money can be reimbursed."

He raised his chin and said, "Take out the things."

As she spoke, the nurse took out two black plastic bags from her pocket and quickly put the three books in them, covering them tightly to make them airtight.

The psychiatrist smiled and said: "Mr. Fu, we always pay attention to the confidentiality of patients' privacy."

He stood up and bent down slightly with the nurse, "Welcome to visit next time."

Finally, he did not forget to recommend himself, "Mr. Fu, you are an old customer and the discounts will only get bigger and bigger next time. If you have any relationship problems, you can contact me at any time. I can provide one-on-one online services."

Fu Xingyun took the black plastic bag and asked again, "Is it really useful?"

"Of course, a liar is a dog."

"..."

Then the psychiatrist wiped away tears and said, "This discount to Mr. Fu is the biggest I have ever given. To be honest, I have lost money, but for the love of you and Mr. Lin, this is nothing. I wish you a happy married life."."

Lin Qiong came to the payment area to pay. After putting the bill into the machine, the machine automatically reported the amount of the charge.

Just listen to the cold mechanical sound without any emotion.

"Two hundred and five."

The author has something to say:

The doctor earns 100 in tears

Qiong Zai shook his head: I don’t know who that unlucky guy is.