Chapter 106 Doctor
Superhero Headquarters, Psychological Counseling Room
"Hello, doctor." The man's voice was rough and low, but his tone was strangely awkward.
"Hello, Mr. Sweetheart Warrior, you can sit down and talk to me." I raised my hand and made a gesture of invitation to him.
"Thank you, doctor." Sweetheart displayed a politeness that was completely different from usual.
"Please relax and don't be too nervous. Anything you say to me in this room is absolutely confidential and will not be leaked."
Today he was not wearing the eye-catching fluorescent pink combat uniform, but his short hair dyed all pink and his height of nearly 2 meters still made him very eye-catching.
"Okay, doctor." Honey nodded at me and continued, "Actually, before coming here, I was very hesitant. I didn't think I needed this kind of psychological counseling.
"But if I don't come, headquarters will have to limit the time and scope of my ability, which will be very inconvenient for me." He rambled on.
As a doctor, I should have remained calm and listened patiently. But then he changed the subject, looked up at my face, and continued, "But now that I've seen you, doctor, I feel that this psychological counseling is indeed very necessary for me."
He suddenly shook my hand and said in a slightly greasy tone, "Today is my lucky day, meeting a handsome doctor like you. Doctor, seeing me here, you must understand the troubles and worries I'm facing. Please, help me no matter what."
"By the way, doctor, I feel that one psychological counseling session is not enough to solve the troubles I'm facing. Please exchange contact information with me now so that I can contact you as soon as possible when I encounter difficulties and need help." While Sweetheart Warrior was speaking, he never let go of my hand.
Honestly, I feel like I'm suffering from the same complaints made by other pro heroes about him in the Sweetheart Files - workplace harassment.
I pulled back his hand expressionlessly. "Sorry, Mr. Sweetheart Warrior. This place is by appointment only. Outside of work hours, I won't be on call just because a patient calls me."
Honey Honey sighed softly, "Ah, really? That's a shame. I just wanted to establish a closer relationship between you, doctor, and patient."
He then asked, "I wonder what time the doctor gets off work today? I would like to treat the doctor to a meal to thank him for his help."
I reminded him, "Mr. Sweetheart Warrior, the treatment hasn't started yet. It's too early to say thank you."
"But when I saw the doctor's face, I felt that he must be the one who could help me." He looked around the psychological counseling room and said, "But here, I always remember that I am a patient, which makes me a little nervous. If I were in a different environment, like a restaurant, maybe I would be more relaxed and confide in the doctor. Doctor, I know a restaurant that sells very good red wine. By the way, do you like Chinese or Western food?"
"I'm sorry, but only here can we find the best medicines and treatment equipment. Mr. Sweetheart Warrior, you can rest assured that I am the most professional in treating people with special abilities and providing spiritual counseling."
"Okay, doctor, I'm looking forward to it. When I get better, please do me the honor of having a meal with me as a token of my gratitude." He still said without giving up.
I then told the hero in question, “Generally, I prefer to go home and eat after get off work.”
This is a rejection.
However, he continued to ask, "Oh, doctor, do you like to cook for yourself? Not only is he handsome, he's also good at cooking. As a doctor, he should also be able to take care of other people's emotions. He's really the ideal candidate for a boyfriend. I think meeting a doctor now must be fate's arrangement for the two of us~"
"Thank you, Mr. Sweetheart Warrior. My boyfriend compliments me like this sometimes. I believe that it's fate that brought us together. He's a very innocent and lovely person. Besides, he's not the one who's good at cooking. I just really enjoy going home to eat his cooking."
He looked shocked. "Alas... As expected, good men are either underage or already in a relationship." He looked down at my hand. "So, doctor, you're engaged? The ring you're wearing is so beautiful. I'm really envious."
"Hmm..." I followed his gaze and slightly stretched out my left hand. The platinum ring on my ring finger suddenly made me feel strange.
After a brief pause, I said, "Yes, he and I got engaged not long ago. I should call my boyfriend my fiancé, but I'm not quite used to this title yet."
"Congratulations, doctor."
I replied, “Thank you.”
"Then Mr. Sweetheart Warrior, let's get to the point of today and tell me about yourself."
He coughed lightly and said unnaturally, "As for me, there's nothing special about it. I'm just a man who likes men."
Just as he finished speaking, he added, as if to explain, "Nowadays, same-sex marriage is allowed and love is completely free. My sexual orientation should be normal, right?"
I replied calmly, "Well, Mr. Sweetheart Warrior, you can continue. I'm listening."
"Well, if I have to say, my taste is just much better than most people's," he boasted shamelessly.
"As for me, I like handsome, older pro heroes. Whenever I go on missions with those handsome espers, seeing them fight and unleash their powers makes my heart race, and I can't help but chase after them. It's like love at first sight, that throbbing, passionate, sincere emotion."
He covered his heart and finally concluded, "This is my uncontrollable love for them. I just couldn't help it and reached out to touch the man I admired and liked during the mission."
Sweetheart describes his love for the handsome male hero with great emotion, like a human oily creature.
"Could you please describe which part of the other person's body you touched?"
"Buttocks." Sweetheart stretched out her hands, gesturing in an arc. "Male professional heroes, due to long-term missions, combat, and intense training, all have incredibly perky, muscular buttocks. They're truly rare treasures, hahaha!"
He laughed like a pervert, and couldn't control his mouth, and continued to talk nonsense, "By the way, I just noticed that your buttocks are also very beautiful, doctor."
I called out his name, "Mr. Sweetheart Warrior."
"What"
"I just want to remind you that in the doctor-patient relationship, not only do patients beat up doctors, but conversely, when encountering unreasonable patients, doctors will also..." I smiled, hiding the second half of the sentence in my smile.
He immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, doctor."
"It's okay, Mr. Sweet Warrior, you're just sick. You come here today to receive my treatment. You will - recover." I said in an affirmative tone.
“Has the doctor figured out my condition?”
"Headquarters is very concerned about A-level heroes with special abilities like Mr. Sweetheart, and has specially prepared deep blue potion for you." I took out a tube of deep blue potion.
He seemed a little resistant. "Well, I heard a certain hero's personality changed drastically after using Deep Blue. It's not that he became a bad person, but Deep Blue seemed to make him unlike his former self, losing some of his past qualities. Well, I don't think I have any major flaws, except for appreciating the physiques of superheroes. After all, everyone is imperfect and has their own little flaws."
Then he asked me, "Are you right, doctor?"
I stroked my chin. "Well, I agree with what Mr. Sweetheart Warrior said. But the Green Forest Elf has already said that if you don't correct your imperfect flaws, the next time we meet, he will use his ultimate move and shoot an arrow through the clouds.
Furthermore, if Mr. Sweetheart Warrior decides to refuse this treatment arranged by headquarters, he'll need to start wearing the bracelet that suppresses his supernatural powers. "Your abilities allow for super-fast recovery and healing, but you're not good at close combat. If you were to encounter a Green Forest Elf in this state, you'd be completely defenseless," I kindly explained.
Sweetheart Warrior sighed and said, "That Green Elf is too serious and difficult to deal with. His handsome face is completely wasted by this personality."
He hesitated and said, "Doctor, that thing won't have any side effects, right?"
"If there were side effects, why would the headquarters use Deep Blue on precious professional heroes? Please rest assured, Mr. Sweetheart, you will still be you after being injected with Deep Blue and then undergoing mental counseling. Mr. Sweetheart, don't you want to try with me to correct those minor shortcomings and turn yourself into a perfect superhero in everyone's eyes?" While speaking, I used some of my abilities on him.
"Yes, I do. I want to become the most popular superhero, so that I can meet more outstanding and handsome superheroes."
"Yes, Mr. Sweetheart, you can be the most reliable backup for all superheroes, healing all their injuries." My words seemed to have some effect on Sweetheart, but after saying them, I frowned slightly. Normally, I wouldn't be so impulsive to use my abilities to hint at a superpowered person before they've been injected with Deep Blue.
After a pause, I asked again, "Mr. Sweetheart Warrior, are you willing to use Deep Blue to let me provide you with spiritual guidance?"
"I do."
"Then let's get started."
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