Chapter 41 [The Great Demon King: That day I had...]
[The Great Demon King: I'll have time that day. Just come to my company, and I'll send you the location later.]
Feng Xingyun stared at the last period. He looked at it for a long time before pressing the screen, and finally added the punctuation mark that Liu Duanhe always habitually added during their chats.
A subtle, inexplicable sweetness permeates the entire story, connecting the elements together.
After sending the message, Liu Duanhe hung up the phone. The restless feeling that had been lingering in his heart like a shadow had largely disappeared without him even realizing it.
After a moment's thought, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, and seizing the time, Liu Duanhe held a brief meeting on his computer with overseas investors from other regions, according to the original plan.
Another day of peak efficiency.
It was a short meeting, but after the meeting, the car had actually been parked in the underground garage for a long time. After gently knocking on the partition and receiving no response, the driver wisely waited quietly.
Anyway, his salary is enough to buy out this period of time.
Liu Duanhe closed his laptop, his face regaining its calm and serene expression, having completely shaken off the anxiety of the previous night.
Sure enough, work gave him a greater sense of accomplishment and a better mood.
Liu Duanhe lowered the partition, told the driver what time to arrive the next day, opened the car door himself, smiled and said goodbye to the driver, and walked briskly up the elevator.
In the elevator, he made an appointment in advance with his psychologist, Dr. Song.
Dr. Song was online at the time, and immediately sent him a message after receiving the message.
Dr. Song actually had a deep impression of Liu Duanhe and cared for and looked after him a lot.
After all, when he first took over Liu Duanhe's care, Liu Duanhe was only sixteen years old, and now he is only eighteen years old and just over a few months old.
The family is actually still the same as before. There is far too little care, concern and love from the family. Having children is just a means of control and a tool for suppression, without any responsibility.
He is very talented, intelligent and quick-witted, but he is too self-disciplined. He is worried that before Liu Duanhe can find a way to adjust his mentality and solve the problem, his mind and body will not be able to hold on.
Liu Duanhe's anxiety disorder seems manageable at present, but if it continues to develop to the point of becoming somatic, the situation will be difficult to control.
However, Liu Duanhe was always wary of him and found it difficult to show his true self. When they talked, Liu Duanhe was completely normal, listening quietly and rarely expressing his opinions. He seemed to instinctively go along with what he was saying.
His psychological counseling had little effect, leaving Dr. Song feeling helpless and powerless.
Dr. Song was anxiously waiting for news from Liu Duanhe, so he made a quick decision and called Liu Duanhe directly.
"Xiaohe!"
His voice was so happy that Liu Duanhe could hear it even through the phone. He asked in confusion, "Dr. Song, what good thing happened? You seem so happy."
Dr. Song suppressed his emotions, his voice gentle yet strong, and joked, "Of course I'm happy that patients who were unwilling to cooperate with doctors are finally willing to step out of the fence and meet me in person."
After Liu Duanhe got off the elevator, he walked towards his front door. The door of the house across the street was open. Chen Xingdong didn't dare to really provoke him. He knew very well when Liu Duanhe was serious and when he was being mischievous. He wisely called the moving company to take his things away.
Liu Duanhe's gaze slid over without lingering, and he laughed upon hearing this, saying casually, "Dr. Song is exaggerating, as if I'm so timid and shy. I was just too busy before, but I'm on winter break now, so I have time to deal with my own problems."
He changed the subject noncommittally. In fact, in his years of communication with Liu Duanhe, Dr. Song had discovered that this model rich young master, praised by everyone, was far from the gentle and gentlemanly figure he presented to the outside world. He was more suspicious and wary of the world and everyone else.
So, it's questionable how much of what Liu Duanhe said was true and how much was false. He had been quietly observing these things, and the data he collected outside of consultation time was also extremely important reference data.
Of course, these thoughts only existed in his mind. Dr. Song's professional ethics did not allow him to disclose patients' privacy, even if it was just their hidden personalities.
They agreed on a time over the phone for Liu Duanhe to go to his private clinic.
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