If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 810 Cloud Flow
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The door of the study was opened.

The fresh air outside the room eagerly penetrated through the crack of the door into the dimly lit study room where the oil lamp flickered. Amid the flickering firelight, the beautiful figure on the wall raised her head slightly, and her eyes fell on the girl who quietly poked her head in from behind the door.

"Xiao Qiang? What's the matter?"

Su Xiaoqiang tiptoed into the room with a fruit plate, then closed the door and looked at the situation in the study. Chu Zihang was lying quietly on the flat single sofa as if he had fallen asleep, with his hands on his chest. The front cross is closed, and it looks very peaceful. I don't know if it is good or bad.

As a temporary hostage, Ms. Chen was kneeling quietly beside the single sofa with her head bowed. Su Xiaoqiang, who was leaning against the door, couldn't see her face because of the angle, but she could catch a glimpse of a golden glint in the corner of her eye, as if The other party is in a state of concentration to maintain the spirit of speech all the time, completely free of any external stimuli.

"Very honest." Su Xiaoqiang murmured silently in her heart, then looked up at Lin Xian, who was looking at her leisurely behind the desk, and when her eyes met, her attention was caught by the other's shallow and warm smile .

"Didn't I say try not to come in for half an hour?" Lin Xian smiled and shook his head.

"Lin Nian said that there was no sound in here all the time, and he couldn't hear any voices. He was a little worried and let me in. Bring some fruit." Su Xiaoqiang raised the porcelain plate in his hand, which contained carefully peeled oranges, grains of juice Fullness Just looking at it will fill your appetite.

"It's really annoying, but I'm used to it." Lin Xian waved to Su Xiaoqiang, asking her to bring the fruit.

Su Xiaoqiang walked as lightly as possible when passing the sofa, and secretly glanced at Chu Zihang, who was sleeping so well that he had nothing to say, and wondered if it would be possible to let the little Chu Zihang fans from Shilan Middle School know about it. Because of envy, jealousy and hatred, they collectively isolate and reject themselves. But who cares now?

"Is he asleep?" Approaching the desk, Su Xiaoqiang asked Lin Xian in a low voice, trying to keep his voice as small as a mosquito.

"No, the treatment is still going on. Childhood trauma is not so easy to treat."

"Can the word 'hypnosis' be used in this way? I thought its greatest use was to erase memories." Su Xiaoqiang marveled in a low voice and put the cut oranges on the desk.

She was supposed to turn around and leave, and suddenly saw Lin Xian who was sitting firmly on the chair with a large hard-shell notepad on the lapped long legs, on which some things were scrawled, line after line, some of which were covered with red The handwriting is circled.

"Is this Chu Zihang's medical record?" She asked curiously.

"Yes." Hearing Su Xiaoqiang's question, Lin Xian looked up at her with a smile, and gently tapped the notepad with the end of the ballpoint pen with his right hand, "Don't look at Chu, who is usually majestic in the small group at school, but actually has his own What about the unknown fragile side, under the hard armor, there is a child hidden in everyone's heart."

"Hey, that's it. But sister Lin Xian, do you doctors have a set of secret fonts for communication? Why can't I understand a single word." Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help asking a question that had puzzled her since she was a child.Although I just glanced at it just now, the words on the notepad are like heavenly scriptures, like a few arcs randomly drawn with the tip of a pen. At first glance, a line of words may be thought to be a scribbled spring.

"Where is this kind of free time? When there are more patients, doctors will write faster, and the handwriting will naturally be scribbled. There are never any new fonts or codes among doctors. But sometimes what doctors write is not necessarily words, it may be Some abbreviations or Latin! For example, 'TAT1500uX 1' is a string of gibberish characters if written too quickly, but the pharmacist knows at a glance that it needs to be given a tetanus intramuscular injection, and similar situations abound." Lin Xian shook his head and chuckled and explained, "Most of the time it's a relative phenomenon, there's even been a study in the British Medical Journal on doctors' handwriting, and over time it's become a common phenomenon."

"The psychology department of the college is usually very busy." Su Xiaoqiang glanced at the ghostly symbols on the notepad and couldn't help but smile wryly. He could imagine how many ballpoint pens Lin Xian had to write in a semester to scribble the characters to such an extent.

Those strings together are like crazy vines, intertwined and scattered branches and leaves occupying almost the entire notepad, large circles within small circles, layer upon layer, complicated, it is difficult to look at it a few more times. Makes you feel a little dizzy.
"Ooh."

Lin Xian looked at Su Xiaoqiang in front of the desk, and stretched out his hand to slightly cover part of the writing on the notepad, drawing the other person's gaze back to his face, "Don't peek at the patient's case, it's important in the field of psychotherapy. One line is a big taboo, and every psychiatrist should keep his patients' secrets secret, unless the patient's secrets will be of great harm to society."

"Well, if it's not harmful, will the psychiatrist absolutely keep the patient a secret? Any secret?" Su Xiaoqiang, who came back to his senses, suddenly twisted his tone slowly.

"Well, according to common sense, each of our psychiatrists has an oath similar to the 'Nightingale Oath', and they have all made solemn personal oaths." Lin Xian pretended to raise his hands seriously. The right hand laughs.

"Then can I talk to Miss Lin Xian when I have time?"

"Do you mean that you want to make an appointment for psychological treatment?" Lin Xian seemed a little surprised, and put down his raised hand.

"Some words are uncomfortable, and the words are absurd, very uncomfortable." Su Xiaoqiang suddenly sighed softly. The half of his face illuminated by the oil lamp seemed to be worried.

"Why didn't you tell Lin Nian? No matter what you tell him, he will believe you and support you." One side of Lin Xian's face was also illuminated by the oil lamp.

"Not suitable."

"Is it something more private?" Lin Xian nodded. Then she was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Su Xiaoqiang in surprise.

"No, no, no, no! You misunderstood!" Su Xiaoqiang, who reacted quickly, immediately lowered his voice and approached the desk to deny San Lian. The pretty little face under the oil lamp was flushed, and it was obvious what Lin Xian had misunderstood. .

"Oh, I thought I was going to help you take care of your children at such a young age." Lin Xian suddenly burst out laughing, leaning her snow-white neck slightly behind the chair.

"It's not that early yet." Su Xiaoqiang blushed so much that it was brighter than the oil lamp on the side of the table.

"It's not too early, you have been dating for so long, if you really want to be counted as falling in love, it would probably be earlier. Let me tell you a little knowledge, you always thought you were a crush, in fact, after you entered the high school of Shilan Middle School When we met for the first time, that kid already had your name in his heart. Who said that kid is an out-and-out face control? You were the well-deserved school belle of Shilan's class."

"It's not about writing novels, where are there so many school girls?" Su Xiaoqiang blushed even more, but her heart was still pounding when she heard Lin Xian say this.

"But you are still young, but you still have to try some things, otherwise you will lose your body." Lin Xianyu looked at Su Xiaoqiang seriously and said, "Forget about Lin Nian, but you are different. After the last acute pharyngitis, your The body's immunity is declining visible to the naked eye, do you know that you already have a nickname in school? It's called 'Lin' Daiyu."

"Lin Daiyu?" Before Su Xiaoqiang could embarrass Lin Xian in the first half of his sentence, he was stunned by the code name in the second half of the sentence. Suddenly seeing Lin Xian's teasing gaze, coupled with the fact that the other party bit the word "Lin" hard, he finally came out. It took a while to understand the ridicule in it.

"Three days of classes were missed for two and a half days due to illness, and you often coughed in class after half a day of class. Although you got better after that, your body is considered the most vulnerable among the group of people in the academy." Lin Xian smiled lowly He shook his head and said, "It was after Lin Nian's urging that he started taking those strange medicines that he got better, but there have always been some minor sequelae. Your chronic pharyngitis has not recovered, right?"

"A little bit, as long as you don't catch a cold, you'll be fine." Su Xiaoqiang nodded honestly, "It's a little uncomfortable to take medicine three times a day. The medicine is too bitter!"

"Bitter medicine. That's why I advise you to exercise restraint in certain things, and drink plenty of hot water to replenish body water."

"Sister Lin Xian!" Su Xiaoqiang screamed in as low a voice as possible, her face was almost as red as the skin of a dragon fruit, "Isn't it time for Chu Zihang's psychological treatment? Say something about me is not good!"

"Yes, indeed." Lin Xian glanced at Chu Zihang who was sleeping on the single sofa, "The treatment is probably coming to an end now, right? The effect of hypnosis will last for about 10 minutes before it ends, and then I have to treat him The entire psychotherapy process will be evaluated, and this evaluation may even affect the work of his executive department."

Seeing that Lin Xian was finally willing to change the subject, Su Xiaoqiang exhaled lightly, and the temperature of his neck and ears dropped a little. Lin Xian had always faced Lin Nian as a parent, and now he faced Lin Nian with the same identity. She finally understood why Lin Nian usually listened to Lin Xian's words so much. It was really every word, and it was bloody to kill.

"Did he really forget something?" Su Xiaoqiang looked at Chu Zihang, "I heard him tell Lin Nian before that he felt that there was something wrong with his memory, maybe it was a mission that hurt his head, right? "

"It's not that scary. Memory confusion is sometimes just a confusion caused by self-avoidance due to some psychological trauma."

"Then is his problem serious? I heard that Lin Nian and he still have tasks from the executive department tomorrow, which are super high priority. I heard that if the psychological evaluation fails, it may affect the normal execution of tasks."

"I don't know, it all depends on his reaction for a while. Boys aged 19 and 20 will always have some belated puberty troubles, even if he is a 'Super A' mixed race, or the president of the Lion Heart Club No exception. No matter how strong a person is, there may be psychological trauma, and most of these traumas are caused by wrong growth experiences in childhood. If these gaps are left alone, they may suddenly deteriorate and fission one day in the future, causing them Make the wrong choice and usher in the wrong ending." Lin Xian said.

"It's so profound." Su Xiaoqiang seemed to understand, but suddenly asked, "Does Lin Nian's words have similar problems?"

"If there was one, I would have dealt with it a long time ago. I can't let him grow up with mental illness. Early detection and early treatment of problems is my consistent policy." Lin Xian said.

"That's amazing, sister Lin Xian, are you sure you're not a mixed race?" Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help asking, "I feel that you are more like an excellent mixed race than me, an 'A' grade. Many students in the school are actually secretly admiring you. Some of you even decided to give up the Executive Department and transfer to the Psychological Department after graduation because of your psychological counseling!"

"Really? That's really fun." Lin Xian said with a smile, "but 'Lin Xian' is really an ordinary person! The 3E exam will not lie, and neither will I."

Su Xiaoqiang tilted his head and felt that this statement was strange, but he still accepted it, "Sister Lin Xian, you are so amazing. No wonder Schneider, Professor Guderian and Mentor Manstein tried their best to ensure that you become a full-time teacher. You must be from Kassel College. Be the first to become an official teacher as an ordinary person."

"It's nothing to be proud of, because I could have done better." Lin Xian shook his head and smiled, "Compared to my dear younger brother's achievements, as a sister, I just need to do what I should do, to really stand out Let him do the things that matter, I can give as much as I can behind his back, don't you think so too?"

"." Su Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, then nodded silently, "Well, I am very satisfied if I can do something for him."

"Hey, don't say that." Lin Xian stretched out his hand across the table and touched Su Xiaoqiang's forehead hair, "Your relationship with him is different from my relationship with him. With the way you get along, you can do better than me. The more things about being a sister, the feedback he can give you is something I can't expect. So cherish this relationship and just go to an ending that satisfies both of you."

"En." Su Xiaoqiang nodded, silently feeling the warmth above her head.

"Go out and tell Lin Nian that everything is safe here. If you stay longer, he probably has to rush in." Lin Xian sat back and picked up the ballpoint pen again and began to draw on the notebook.

"Then I'm leaving." Before Su Xiaoqiang turned her head and left, she glanced at the dense handwriting on the notepad again. The refill of the ballpoint pen drove the vines to grow wildly like magic, making her dizzy and shaking. Shaking his head and shaking off those pictures, he turned his head and quietly left the study, closing the door behind him.

The door was closed, the oil lamp was flickering, and the ballpoint pen that was writing quickly stopped suddenly, and the tip of the pen was raised to condense half a drop of ink.

"Isn't that too much?" She asked herself.

"...This is what she wished for." She answered herself.

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Su Xiaoqiang walked out of the study and went down to the second floor, walked through the corridor in the foyer, passed the broken door that was firmly placed against the wall, and came to the courtyard outside, and saw the back of Lin Nian sitting alone on the lawn where the sun was brightest, The black hair that was baked by the sun on the top of his head was so hot that one wanted to rub it secretly to feel the warm temperature on it.

"There's nothing going on inside, don't worry, Ms. Chen is very honest, at least she didn't see any evil intentions, she was subdued by her sister."

Su Xiaoqiang walked over and thought of words to comfort Lin Nian, but when he came to Lin Nian, he found that the boy's face was far from the contemplation or worry he imagined, but stared blankly at the top of the vine trellis in the distance. With the blue sky and broken clouds hanging on the sky, my thoughts seem to be hung by the string of a summer kite and drift away into the distance.

"The clouds move so fast," he said.

Su Xiaoqiang looked up at the sky. There were indeed many clouds today, which did not cover the sun and were blown by the wind and fluttered among the buildings in the city.

"Sister is fine. Chu Zihang's treatment is about to end, and he can go in soon." She sat beside Lin Nian and said.

"I'm not worried about her." Lin Nian said, looking at the sky, "At least I don't worry much now."

"Then what are you thinking? Can you tell me?" Su Xiaoqiang turned to look at the boy's face, "I can also be your psychiatrist!"

"What kind of strange play is this?" Lin Nian said after a pause.

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment, then tried to throw Lin Nian down with all his teeth and claws. After a few fights, they finally fell down on the grass and basked in the sun together, listening to the sound of the wind blowing across the lawn and the whistling sound of the sprinklers not far away.Only at this time can they feel that this is a summer vacation where they don't need to think about anything.

"I remember someone told me: As long as I look up at the blue sky, I know I still have a place to go back." Lin Nian stared at the clouds flowing in the sky and said suddenly.

"A very artistic sentence, I guess your sister told you?" Su Xiaoqiang asked as she felt the grass root gently scratching her cheek.

"No." Lin Nian shook his head, then looked at the sky in a daze for a long time, until a cloud finally blocked the sun and cast shade, he said, "I thought so too at first, but the interesting thing is that I just remembered recently, In fact, I can't remember who said this to me."

(End of this chapter)