Chapter 47 Wen Ci "Emotional Deficit Disorder is accompanied by a strong sense of world-weariness...
Walking out of the hospital gate, Bai Shuxing turned around with a calm look in his eyes: "I hope you can forget what happened last night. No matter whether you stayed with me to kill me or for some other purpose. I have met your request, and we are even now."
Mo Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he lowered his head slightly: "Young Master, I just admire you and want to stay by your side, closer to you, that's all."
"Admire," Bai Shuxing repeated in a low voice, his lips slightly curved, but there was no smile in his eyes.
He stretched out his finger and tapped Moyi's chest: "Whether what you said is true or false, I advise you to guard your heart. Love is the most unreliable thing in this world."
But my heart has already been with you!
Mo Yi raised his eyes and said seriously: "Master, I can die for you."
"Oh, really?" Bai Shuxing looked at him playfully, "Then you kill one of your own now and let me see."
Without any hesitation, Moi pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed himself in the heart. His movements were quick and decisive, without any delay.
Bai Shuxing's face was full of indifference until the dagger pierced his clothes, then he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the blade of the dagger.
The sharp blade sank into the flesh, and blood dripped down Bai Shuxing's palm to the ground.
Moi's eyes widened and he instantly loosened his grip on the dagger.
Bai Shuxing threw the blood-stained dagger to the ground.
Mo Yi remained calm when she stabbed herself with a knife, but now she grabbed Bai Shuxing's hand in panic, and the blood on her hand stung her eyes: "Master, I'm sorry."
Bai Shuxing didn't care about his bleeding hand at all. He looked at Mo Yi with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Mo Yi, your madness is no less than mine."
Mo Yi didn't hear what Bai Shuxing said at all. All he could see was the wound on Bai Shuxing's hand which was bleeding profusely.
He pulled Bai Shuxing and ran to the hospital: "Young Master, I'll take you to get bandaged."
When passing by two pedestrians standing opposite each other, Bai Shuxing couldn't help but take a second look at the middle-aged man standing opposite the fifty-year-old lady.
If he remembered correctly, this person should be the one that Ling Siyan sent someone to take away from him a few months ago.
It seems his name is Zhao Mingqi.
Then the old lady opposite him is his mother, Aunt Li who has served Ling Siyan for many years?
Did Ling Siyan rescue the person and send him to Aunt Li just to reunite the mother and son?
But putting a gambler next to one of your own people...
A hint of deep thought flashed across Bai Shuxing's eyes.
Zhao Mingqi also saw Bai Shuxing, and his smiling face suddenly froze, especially when he saw that Yan Luo actually smiled when he saw him, he unconsciously shrank his neck and shuddered.
Aunt Li saw this and took a look at Zhao Mingqi, who was lightly dressed. She said, "It's cold this morning, and you shouldn't wear more clothes. Go back and put on more clothes! I have something to do here too." After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave with the thermos in her hand.
"Hey! Wait a minute, Mom." Zhao Mingqi quickly stopped her and said, "What do you think of what I just said? We haven't seen each other for so many years, and you asked me to show my filial piety as a son. Also, your grandson has just started kindergarten. If you are afraid that he will be bored, you can help take care of him."
When Aunt Li heard about her grandson, her eyes softened a bit, but she still didn't give in: "The Ling family's nanny hiring is not a hereditary system, and it's not up to me. You should ask your wife to find a job herself."
"I am in good health now and can still work for a few more years. The Ling family will take care of me in my old age. You don't have to worry about it. Just take care of yourself and your wife and children."
Zhao Mingqi's eyes flickered and he said, "Mom, what are you talking about? You are my biological mother, how could I ignore you? Mom, I will bring your grandson to see you when I have time."
As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach rumbled and Zhao Mingqi touched his belly embarrassedly.
"I was in a hurry to go out this morning and didn't have breakfast." He glanced at the thermos bucket that Aunt Li was holding: "Mom, what's in your thermos bucket? Can you give me a bite?"
Aunt Li rolled her eyes and said, "Don't think about it."
He took out a banknote from his pocket and stuffed it into Zhao Mingqi's hand: "Go buy food yourself. I won't talk to you anymore. I have to send this chicken soup to the master quickly."
"Okay, Mom, go ahead!"
Zhao Mingqi looked at Aunt Li's back with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Coming out of the dressing room and passing by the obstetrics and gynecology department, Bai Shuxing glanced at the pregnant woman with a big belly, then remembered something and said to Mo Yi behind him, "By the way, don't forget to take your medicine."
Moy said nothing.
Bai Shuxing paused, turned around and looked at Mo Yi, put his hand on her shoulder, and said in a rare gentle tone: "Be obedient, don't bring the baby into this world to suffer, okay"
Mo Yi looked back into Bai Shuxing's eyes and asked, "Why must I suffer?"
"Because..." Bai Shuxing paused, "Children without parents are destined to experience all the bitterness and pain of the world."
"But," Moy's voice was very soft, "he has a father and a mother!"
Bai Shuxing stroked Mo Yi's face with his fingertips gently. "Mo Yi, why do you think that people like you and me, who walk on the edge of a knife, can have a good ending?"
"Because, in every life-and-death struggle, the one who survives is me and you."
Bai Shuxing sneered, turned around and continued walking forward: "People like us, if we give ourselves a weak spot, we will be courting our own destruction."
Not far behind the two of them, Ling Siyan walked out of the hot water room and looked at Bai Shuxing's back with complicated eyes.
For some reason, she always felt uneasy after listening to Bai Shuxing's words.
After standing there for a while, Ling Siyan took out his cell phone and made a call.
"Hello, Dr. Wen, when are you free? I have some questions for you."
"I'm free this morning. Come directly to the clinic!" There was a clear male voice on the other end of the phone.
"good."
Half an hour later, Ling Siyan sat down opposite Wen Ci.
Wen Ci pushed the brewed tea in front of her, "It's just brewed, try it."
Ling Siyan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and praised: "The tea soup is clear, the aroma is rich, and the taste is mellow. Not bad, when your psychological counseling room closes in the future, you can come to my house to be a tea artist. Since we are so familiar with each other, the treatment will definitely satisfy you."
Wen Ci looked at Ling Siyan speechlessly, "I made tea for you out of kindness, but you cursed me to close down. Isn't that rude?"
"I was just kidding you." Ling Siyan's face straightened, and she repeated what she heard in the hospital, and then asked, "Doctor Wen, what's the reason for him to say these words?"
Wen Ci frowned and asked, "Who is this person to you?"
"Dearest."
"It was your son before, and now a close relative has come. Why do so many people in your family have mental problems?"
Ling Siyan put down the teacup and said calmly: "In today's society, who doesn't have psychological problems?"
Wen Ci nodded in agreement: "That's true."
Ling Siyan urged: "Don't change the subject, hurry up, what's going on with him?"
Wen Ci pondered for a while and said, "Emotional deficiency is accompanied by a strong sense of world-weariness and self-destructive tendencies."
"Such a person has one foot in the gate of hell. When the other foot will step through is entirely up to him."
Ling Siyan frowned slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"
"It means that this world cannot hold him, and he may give up his life at any time."
"But he——" He clearly lived ten years later in his previous life.
But ten years later, he did shoot himself to death.
"But what?" Wen Ci asked curiously.
Ling Siyan came back to her senses and shook her head: "Nothing. Doctor Wen, what should we do in this situation?"
"It's cold." Wen Ci put his hands together and supported his chin. "Putting these three psychological symptoms together is a king bomb. As long as he doesn't want to, no one can save him."
"Doctor Wen, don't joke about this kind of thing!" Ling Siyan's face darkened.
Wen Ci said helplessly: "I never joke about this kind of thing."
"Aren't you the top psychological counselor in the country?"
Wen Ci sighed, "I'm sorry, I really can't do anything. I sincerely suggest you not to waste your time."
Ling Siyan was silent for a while, then stood up and said, "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't do it either."
Wen Ci looked at Ling Siyan's leaving back and sighed in his heart.
If it were someone else, he would not have made such a conclusion.
But unfortunately, that person is the evil star.
A top "psychological manipulator" who is well versed in playing with human nature and minds, and whose attainments in psychology surpassed him five years ago.
Hearing the footsteps disappear, Wen Ci snapped his fingers and said, "Okay, come out! She's gone."
The curtain behind Wen Ci opened, revealing Bai Shuxing's figure.
Bai Shu walked over to where Ling Siyan was just sitting, picked up the teacup on the table, looked at it, and put it down again: "Why didn't you make tea for me when I came? Are you so attentive when she comes?"
"Are you interested in her? I advise you not to pay attention to her. She is a married woman. Her husband can knock you down with one punch."
Wen Ci's eyes were full of curiosity, and he answered the question irrelevantly: "When did you get this relative?"
"What relatives?" Bai Shuxing looked confused.
Wen Ci smiled and suggested seriously: "I think you can change your career and become an actor."
Bai Shuxing leaned back in his chair and said lazily, "That's a good suggestion, but don't build it next time."
Wen Ci's smile faded and he asked seriously, "This colorful world, this world of red dust, has so many fun things to offer, do you really not have any attachment to it at all?"
"Over the years, I have seen everything and enjoyed everything." Bai Shuxing smiled and shook his head, "It's boring."
Wen Ci didn't give up, "The relative who just passed away seemed to care about you. If you died, she would be sad and upset."
Bai Shuxing yawned, his eyes half-closed: "How can you tell that I want to die?"
"In your eyes." Wen Ci moved closer: "In your eyes, there is only fatigue and dead silence. The obsession you once had is almost gone."
"Really?" Bai Shuxing propped up his eyelids. "Why don't you take another look? I don't think I want to die that much now. I want to sleep more."
Wen Ci's voice was gentle and soft, full of inexplicable allure: "Go to sleep..."
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