Qin Yue was very strong, almost as if he wanted to wedge himself into Ruan Qing'an's arm. His eyes were wide open in anger, and his crude and tyrannical appearance was a far cry from his previous pretense of deep affection.

His face contorted with rage: "Why didn't you do as I said!"

The moment Qin Yue grabbed her arm, Ruan Qing'an's eyes darkened slightly, and she pressed her hand against his, saying, "Aren't you afraid someone will see us?"

"Ha, so you're scared now?"

Qin Yue sneered: "Let me tell you, Ruan Qing'an, you have to explain yourself clearly today. Get this straight, this is the Qin family home, there's no one else here. See how I deal with you!"

Ruan Qing'an smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Nobody's here, right?"

"Then I'm relieved, Young Master Qin."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yue was stunned for a moment. He stared blankly at Ruan Qing'an—her lips were as red as plum blossoms in the snow, but when she smiled, they resembled a beautiful, fierce ghost in red.

Qin Yue was so frightened that he let go of his hand, but he had only taken a step back when Ruan Qing'an grabbed his wrist with one hand, tightening her grip little by little. The pain spread, as if even his bones were about to break.

"Ah—Ruan Qingan, what are you trying to do!"

Qin Yue was trembling violently, his eyes filled with intense disbelief as he looked at Ruan Qing'an. Had this woman gone mad?!

She always liked me and always obeyed my every word!

But Ruan Qing'an didn't care what Qin Yue was thinking. In the instant he was distracted, she kicked Qin Yue's knee. He cried out in pain and actually knelt down!

Qin Yue lay sprawled on the ground, writhing in pain.

Ruan Qing'an stepped on his back, looking down at Qin Yue with his leaden gray eyes, a smile playing on his lips: "It's really ungentlemanly to lay a hand on a lady, young master Qin Yue."

“Ruan, Ruan Qingan, you…”

Qin Yue turned around and stared intently at Ruan Qing'an: "Don't forget, I'm the one who sent you to the Qin family!"

Ruan Qing'an looked down at him calmly and said, "Of course I know, Young Master Qin Yue, but you brought me to the Qin family just to deal with Qin Xi, didn't you?"

“Since he has a mental illness, then a psychologist is naturally the most important person to treat him. Young Master Qin Yue doesn’t know what I do. Wouldn’t it be the most convenient way to deal with him if I were a psychologist?”

Hearing this, Qin Yue finally calmed down. Ruan Qing'an took a step back and released him. Qin Yue shuddered in pain on the ground before slowly getting up and warily moving several steps away from Ruan Qing'an. He was no longer the arrogant man he had been before.

Qin Yue countered, "Are you really confident?"

"Alright then, Young Master Qin Yue, you can do it yourself."

Ruan Qing'an shrugged. Qin Yue was able to go to great lengths to deceive the original owner, become her boyfriend, bring her back to the Qin family, and set up so many arrangements because Qin Yue dared not reveal his wolfish ambitions.

Upon hearing Ruan Qing'an's words, Qin Yue's face darkened, and he said with difficulty, "Heh, then I'll trust you one more time. If you dare to play me, you'll be sorry, Ruan Qing'an!"

"Then Young Master Qin Yue, remember not to come out and cause trouble."

Ruan Qing'an crossed her arms and watched Qin Yue leave, her leaden eyes filled with only cold mockery. Only then did she turn around and return to the room that the Qin family had prepared for her.

The Qin family is quite wealthy. Moreover, Qin Yue had prepared a room for Ruan Qing'an in advance for his own plans, only her status had changed from girlfriend to doctor Ruan.

I just remember how Qin Yue called me "baby" when we met.

Ruan Qingan had a strange expression; who would want to be this man's girlfriend...?

She arranged the bedroom according to her own preferences, and then used 037's ability to check the bedroom to make sure that Qin Xi hadn't done anything wrong—after all, in the era of big data, Qin Xi's ability was almost terrifying.

After tidying up for a while, the butler suddenly came and knocked on the door: "Dr. Ruan, this is the information that the master instructed you to provide. It was compiled by some of the previous psychologists about the young master's illness."

"Okay, I'll watch it carefully."

Ruan Qing'an nodded and took the file bag from the housekeeper. Only after closing the door did she open it in front of the dressing table and carefully read through it. Perhaps because Qin Xi was unwilling to cooperate with the treatment, there was very little information available.

Her leaden eyes darkened slightly: "It's not too different from the original plot. Qin Xi has hyperthymesia, chronic insomnia, and anorexia—but it seems that the most serious problem is mania?"

"The typical characteristics of mania are flight of ideas, elevated mood, and increased activity... Hmm, these are all fairly official explanations, but each patient's specific manifestations should be different. Is this all there is to Qin Xi's record?"

Ruan Qing'an frowned. The document in her hand was only two thin pages long. When she turned to the second page, she could only see one sentence: "When he has an attack, he is simply a madman."

Besides that, there's nothing else. It's likely that not only the psychologist, but even the Qin family knows very little, if any, about Qin Xi's condition...

"With that kind of attitude, how could he possibly be cured?"

037: [Sigh, the male lead is a pitiful person too.]

Ruan Qing'an paused, recalling the oppressive aura hidden beneath Qin Xi's bright, puppy-dog-like smile. She silently put the document away: "Whether she's pitiful or not, I don't know, but she's definitely ruthless."

Regardless, Ruan Qing'an, as Qin Xi's psychologist, stayed at the Qin family's house. However, Qin Xi changed her attitude from the first day when she would take the initiative to come out, and stopped going out altogether.

The servants left the three meals at the door, and they were all left untouched.

The next day at noon, as Ruan Qing'an came down the stairs, she saw the maid carrying a tray of food again. She stepped forward and stopped her, asking, "Qin Xi still hasn't eaten anything?"

"Yes, Dr. Ruan."

The maid said with a headache, but her words revealed a sense of being used to it: "Dr. Ruan, don't worry, the young master is like this sometimes. He just doesn't like to eat. He'll probably be fine in a few days. It's always like this."

"...You just dismiss the abnormalities of mentally ill patients so casually?"

Ruan Qingan's tone became sharp.

The maid was stunned and couldn't help but say, "No, Dr. Ruan, the young master has always been like this since he was a child, when he's not having an attack."

"How do you know he didn't have a seizure when he was behind closed doors?"

Hearing the maid's words, Ruan Qing'an understood what was going on with Qin Xi's information. It was probably because the impression Qin Xi left on them when she fell ill was too deep, and everyone overlooked her other symptoms.

Ruan Qingan took the tray from the maid's hand: "I'll go. His physical health has been severely damaged by his mental state. We can't let him continue to suffer like this."

"Alright, alright, it's just that the young master has a poor appetite..."

The maid spoke worriedly, fearing that the newcomer Dr. Ruan would be turned away, but Ruan Qing'an didn't care and carried the tray to Qin Xi's bedroom door.

Just as she was about to knock on the door, her delicate nose wrinkled.

037: [What's wrong, ancestor?]

"Can you smell something, little system?"

Ruan Qing'an pressed herself against the door, and the next moment her leaden eyes widened almost completely as she muttered, "Damn it, it smells like blood!"