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Chapter 110 Caring (for Subscription)

After looking at it for a while, Chen Xin said again: "I really was invited by Mr. Zhang to treat you..."

Caring frowned, stopped the brush in his hand, and looked back at him with disgust: "Don't you think it's very impolite to disturb others' drawing?"

Her demeanor was very cold. When she looked back, Chen Xin felt as if suddenly changing from summer to winter.

"Well, I'm sorry, I shouldn't bother you with your drawing,"

Chen Xin humbled herself in embarrassment, but still said persistently: "But I am indeed the doctor invited by Mr. Zhang, so... I still have to see the illness."

Caring stopped the brush, frowned and said, "I can let you see, but let me tell you, I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with it, it's because grandpa is too sensitive."

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to the outside and said, "You have finished reading, please get out immediately."

"Am I not optimistic yet?" Chen Xin said speechlessly.

"That's because your medical skills are not good."

"I need a pulse."

Chen Xin quietly looked at it with piercing eyes, but didn't find anything, so she could only confirm it by taking the pulse.

"No." There was obvious disgust in the caring eyes: "Men are dirty, so you can't touch me."

Then you still draw men?

Chen Xin spit out silently: "You can put a silk scarf on it, or through clothes."

"That doesn't work either. My clothes are very expensive. If you touch them, you have to throw them away."

Chen Xin was so choked that she rolled her eyes, "I'm very embarrassed if you don't cooperate like this."

"I've always been like this. If you can't stand it, you can leave. You are not welcome here." The concerned expression became colder.

"You are sick, that's why you are afraid of me watching, because you are afraid that I will find out your heart disease."

Chen Xin said suddenly.

"You are sick, you are crazy!"

"It's not good for you to hide your disease like this."

Chen Xin said patiently.

"My grandfather is a genius doctor at Jishitang. I have also studied medicine myself. I know better than anyone whether I am sick or not. There is no need for you to talk nonsense here."

Chen Xin's expression froze, looked at the shredded paper thrown into the wastebasket and the new painting that had just been painted, and said seriously:

"I don't mean physically, but... mentally."

The look of concern is always cold, and there is almost no emotion in her eyes. Combined with her weird movements when she draws, Chen Xin judges that she has severe depression.

"If my guess is correct, you have been hit mentally, and it is the man you painted. You hate men, and hate men because of him."

Chen Xin pointedly pointed out the cause of concern, and concern immediately became excited, "I hate men, men are the dirtiest and most annoying thing."

Men are not things!

Men are things... Forget it, I'm confused by you!

"You refuse to communicate with others and close yourself in the world of painting. Since you have studied medicine, you should know that this is not normal."

"So what, this is my business and has nothing to do with you." Caring glanced at Chen Xin coldly and said: "You go, disappear from my eyes within 1 minute, don't disturb my drawing."

Well, talking for a long time is tantamount to talking for nothing.

No, there must be some way to let Caring open his knot, but I haven't found a suitable method!

By the way, why did you forget that I still have Xingxian's Fascinating Immortal Voice!

Chen Xin had an idea and thought of Xingxian's enchanting fairy sound. Since he learned it, he has never used it. Why don't you care about it?
It seems to be possible, but caring is always rejected thousands of miles away, unable to communicate well, and it is impossible to see a doctor for her.

And heart disease needs heart medicine, maybe using the enchanting fairy sound will make her accept herself.Just like a psychiatrist, if you slowly guide her to open her heart knot, half of her illness will be cured.

At this moment, Caring started to continue painting again, and Chen Xin said unhurriedly: "The painting is a good painting, but unfortunately the people in the painting are not what you want. If you demean yourself like this, you will make those who care about you sad and disappointed. Why bother?"

Using the captivating fairy voice, Chen Xin's voice became very magnetic, like the sound of nature, with a trace of magic power, lingering in Caring's ears, causing her painting hand to pause, and a few teeth burst out from between her teeth. words:
"I'm fine, don't need to worry."

"No, you're not fine at all."

Chen Xin shook her head and said, "You're depressed, you're desperate for men, and you reject the world, but have you ever thought that Mr. Zhang is also a man, and Zhang Yang...so you can't deny everyone just because of a scumbag."

"If things go on like this, your spirit will be overwhelmed. You are so beautiful, and you paint so well. Why don't you try to get in touch with more beautiful things? Come on, let me feel your pulse?"

Chen Xin was persuasive and seductive, her caring expression became confused, she looked up at Chen Xin's handsome face, blinked her eyes, stretched out her hand blankly, and let Chen Xin take her pulse.

Judging from the pulse condition, the concerned body is originally healthy, but it is mainly a psychological disease that affects the body. Compared with a vicious circle, if it is not treated in time, it will only become more and more serious, which is troublesome.

After a while, Chen Xin let go of her hand, and continued to say in an enchanting fairy voice: "Your illness stems from your obsession, so you keep drawing and then tearing up.

If one day, you can paint something else, or even go out and look at the wider sky outside, you will find that the world is actually very beautiful...Let me heal you? "

His face is handsome, but it's not the kind of handsome young man, but very sunny handsome, black and white eyes, like two deep pools, with a hint of charming look in the depth.

The most important thing is his voice, which seems to have some kind of magic, constantly intruding into Caring's mind, making it hard to refuse.

Caring lost his mind for a moment, slowly shook his head and said: "You are right in one sentence, I am already desperate for this world, even if I force you to treat it, the effect will not be good."

Chen Xin frowned, he could vaguely guess the illness he was concerned about.

The heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine, and it is still on that man in the final analysis.If you want to care about opening your heart, unless that man appears, it is obviously impossible.

Just as he was about to say a few more words, he felt dizzy for a while, and reluctantly said, "I'll come back another day."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew without waiting for a concerned reaction.

Today, he consumed too much to treat Joel's illness. He just recovered a little, and he used the enchanting fairy sound again, and his body couldn't take it anymore.

Back to Jishi Hall, Zhang Changyi immediately asked anxiously:

"Xiao Chen, I don't know how to care about her."

"Emotional depression is an disorder of the internal organs due to emotions. If it is not treated in time, it will be very troublesome." Chen Xin said with a serious expression.

"Then do you have any good ideas?"

Zhang Changyi is from a family of Chinese medicine practitioners, so he naturally understands the imbalance of the five internal organs, but the so-called caring is messy, so he can't think of a good way, so he can only turn to Chen Xin for help.

"There is a way. Treatment with thirteen needles from the ghost gate will definitely have a good effect." Chen Xin said.

But there is one thing he didn't say, that is to cooperate with the enchanting fairy voice and give caring and psychological counseling to achieve the desired effect.

"That's one of the reasons why I asked you for help." Zhang Changyi said awkwardly.

The Thirteen Guimen Acupuncture Needles require certain special acupoints. As a grandfather, it is naturally inconvenient for him to perform acupuncture, and he can't make publicity, and he has always been concerned about resistance to treatment.

"Then did you give her the needle?" Old Zhang asked anxiously.

"Mr. Zhang, you should know that a heart disease needs to be healed with heart medicine. If she is not willing to use the needle forcibly, it will be counterproductive."

(End of this chapter)