She stopped in front of the bench where Sun Guixiang was receiving an IV drip, looking down at her condescendingly, her fat body casting a shadow.
Sun Guixiang's throat, which had just been moistened by mung bean soup, felt itchy again. She couldn't help coughing and her body began to tremble.
Ye Qingliu tightened his grip on her wrist slightly to stabilize her shaking.
He slowly raised his head, and his gray-blue eyes looked calmly through the lenses at Wang Jinfeng's fat face full of malice.
Wang Jinfeng felt inexplicably empty in her heart when she saw that calm gaze, but jealousy and malice made her speak even more without thinking.
She deliberately shook the plastic bag with the pharmacy logo on it, causing the medicine boxes inside to rustle. Her voice was full of boasting, "Alas, old age is useless! My Qiangzi is so anxious over a minor cold! He insists on sending me to a big hospital in the city! Isn't that troublesome?"
"But the child is so filial! I can't stop him! Look, he just called again, urging me to take the medicine back quickly, don't delay!"
As she spoke, she deliberately moved the plastic bag closer to Sun Guixiang, as if it were some precious treasure.
"You're nothing like some people," Wang Jinfeng changed the subject, her eyes like poisoned needles, fiercely piercing Sun Guixiang, her voice suddenly rising, full of naked insults and gloating.
"I'm an old woman all alone. No one would know if I got sick or died! I could only stay in this shabby clinic, smelling disinfectant and waiting to die! Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so pitiful! There's not even anyone to serve tea or water! Oh, that's not right——"
Wang Jinfeng deliberately dragged out the tone and glanced at Ye Qingliu who was sitting quietly beside her, her eyes full of malicious speculation and contempt.
"Isn't there a 'gigolo' serving her? Sun Guixiang, you're old, isn't it hard to serve her? How much money did you pay her? To make her so 'dedicated'? It can't be..."
She lowered her voice and hinted obscenely, "Are you exchanging your meager savings for it? Or... is there something shameful..."
"Wang Jinfeng! Cough cough...you...you are farting!" Sun Guixiang was so angry that her whole body was shaking. Her skinny hands clenched into fists suddenly, and blood instantly flowed back to the needle tip.
The violent coughing made Sun Guixiang's eyes go black. She wanted to curse back, but the breath was blocked in her chest and she could only make hoarse hoarse sounds. Her turbid eyes were red with anger and suffocation.
The entire clinic was dead silent. The other patients looked at the scene in shock, but dared not speak out.
Just as Sun Guixiang's anger and humiliation were about to reach their peak, Wang Jinfeng showed a vicious and complacent smile on her face -
A clear and calm sound, like the sound of an icy spring dripping onto jade, was not loud, but it clearly penetrated the oppressive atmosphere of the clinic and interrupted Wang Jinfeng's unfinished obscenities.
"Persistent delusions of grandeur, pathological envy of others' achievements, and aggressive behavior with a lack of empathy meet the core diagnostic criteria for narcissistic personality disorder, according to the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, Fifth Edition (DSM-5)."
Ye Qingliu's voice was steady and calm, as if he was stating an objective scientific fact.
He didn't even look at Wang Jinfeng. His gray-blue eyes were still on the pages of the book in his hand. His slender fingers gently turned a page, making a slight rustling sound.
Everyone in the clinic was stunned, including Sun Guixiang who was shaking with anger and Wang Jinfeng who was feeling smug.
Wang Jinfeng's smile froze, and her heavily powdered cheeks twitched. "You...what the hell are you talking about?"
She didn't understand any of those difficult words, but instinctively felt that they were not good words!
Ye Qingliu slowly raised his head, the lenses of his silver-rimmed glasses reflecting the cold light of the clinic's ceiling light.
His gray-blue eyes looked at Wang Jinfeng calmly, with an almost compassionate scrutiny, like a high-dimensional creature observing the clumsy performance of a low-dimensional world.
"In short," Ye Qingliu opened his thin lips slightly, his voice still cold, but with a precision and elegant venom like a dimensionality reduction attack.
"Your symptoms of cognitive dissonance are quite pronounced. You distort your anxiety about your own deficiencies into malicious denigration of others and a fabricated sense of superiority."
"This is a typical example of a failed psychological defense mechanism. This doesn't change the fact that your son hasn't visited you for three consecutive years, and the price of the medicine you purchased this time was no more than fifteen yuan."
He spoke slowly and used precise words. Every word was like an ice-cold needle, piercing the most vulnerable and painful part of Wang Jinfeng that she dared not face.
The blood color on Wang Jinfeng's face faded instantly, from red to white, and then from white to blue.
Wang Jinfeng's fat body began to tremble uncontrollably, like a piece of jelly shivering in the cold wind.
Her son hadn't come back to see her in three years... This was the deepest thorn in her heart! That bag of medicine was indeed just the cheapest cold syrup... How could this boy know that?!
Those words like "cognitive dissonance", "projection", "delusion of grandeur"... Although I don't understand them, considering the context, even a fool can know that they are calling her crazy!
And it was done in the most elegant and academic way, stripping her down to nothing but her underwear!
"You...you are talking nonsense! You are slandering me!" Wang Jinfeng was furious, her voice was shrill and cracked, and the finger pointing at Ye Qingliu was shaking like a leaf in the wind.
"You little bastard! You know shit! Our Qiangzi..."
"Also," Ye Qingliu seemed not to hear her scream. His eyes swept calmly over Wang Jinfeng's fat chest that was violently heaving with excitement and her fat face that was swollen purple, and he continued to finish the attack in his clear, calm tone.
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