high-dimensional shuttle

Chapter 5 Guest Psychiatrist
The next day, he was woken up on time by the alarm clock at 7 o'clock.

According to his usual practice, he would stay in bed for a few minutes, but today he got up as slippery as a loach.

Because there is business to do.

He first used his mobile phone to consult a large amount of psychological materials. After reading it almost a few times, he put on his suit, polished his leather shoes, and shaved his beard clean by the way.

People depend on clothes, if you want to go out to fool people, you must have a good outfit.This suit is worth 880, not particularly good, but it is already Fang Yuhao's best outfit.

The face in the mirror was square, 1.8 meters tall, and dressed in a casual suit, which was fairly formal but not too serious.

"...has the potential to be a duck."

"Ah! Who the hell is going to be a duck?"

In other words, since he was a child, he has been quite popular with women. Maybe that damn manager Yu is jealous of his appearance, which is why he forced him to take the blame.

Well, looks and such don't matter.

His idea was to go to those large hospitals and kill a few mental patients...

Hangzhou is a large international city, and of course a regular large hospital also has a psychology department.Going there and intercepting a few patients doesn't seem to be too much of a problem, nor does it attract too much attention.

"set off!"

Pushing open the door of the room, Fang Yuhao followed along and knocked on the door of the neighbor Wang Dahai's house.

It's strange, after drinking so much, Wang Dahai also woke up very early today, maybe because he vomited a lot of wine, or maybe because his belief was uprooted, his mind was abnormally active.

He is arranging the furniture.

"Would you like to go out for an interview dressed like this?"

"Yeah, you have to find a job as soon as possible. Are you moving?" Fang Yuhao asked.

"Yes, the rent here is too expensive, and it's not worth living alone. I found a farmer's house, which is cheaper!" Wang Dahai said with a smile: "It's really strange to wake up and suddenly figure everything out. …It’s like being possessed by a monk.”

The two chatted casually.

However, Wang Dahai's mind was not open at this time, and Fang Yuhao's mind communication ability naturally failed, and he couldn't read any information.

Through this conversation, Fang Yuhao discovered that after Wang Dahai had a small amount of faith stolen, his personality did not seem to have changed much, and he did not become stupid.

This is a good thing, and it also puts Fang Yuhao at ease.

"It seems that a small amount of stolen beliefs won't do anything. After all, it's just a small part of a huge memory."

"I hope he can get rid of the bad habit of beating women."

Saying goodbye to Wang Dahai, he walked down the apartment building and made a box of business cards at a nearby printing shop.

"Fang Yuhao: National Senior Psychological Counselor.

Buttons: 642, 704, ***
Tel: 0000, 100, 86”

Later, I also fabricated several mysterious titles, such as professor of XX University, deputy director of XX Society, etc.

Seeing the fancy business card, he was so embarrassed that he felt like a charlatan.

After that, he flagged down another taxi.

"Where are you going?" the taxi driver asked.

"Hangzhou Eighth Hospital."

The master quickly turned on the meter and started the car.

"That hospital...the others are not so good. The psychology department is very good, but it's too expensive."

"My friend's stocks plummeted a few days ago, and he was in a bad mood. He prescribed sleeping pills for a few days and spent hundreds of dollars."

This middle-aged taxi driver was quite talkative, talking nonsense along Fang Yuhao's topic.

However, if he is talkative, he is actually very defensive. Even the so-called "insomnia friend" is probably fabricated.

After talking about Dashan for half an hour, Fang Yuhao failed to activate his "psychic communication" ability.

"The function is limited. It is far from the real mind reading. He feels that there are still many jerky points in his use of this ability."

Half an hour later, the Eighth Hospital of Hangcheng arrived.

The fast-paced urban life, coupled with many difficult life problems, such as high housing prices, blind dates, marriage, childbirth, and the plunge of cancer stocks, etc., have brought heavy life pressure to people.

Too much stress can easily lead to mental illness.

An "authoritative expert" from a psychiatric chain hospital wrote in the "Cancer Stock Prospectus": The proportion of the population suffering from mental illness in my country is 13%, that is, 8 out of every 1 people suffers from mental illness...True or false Leaving aside, maybe the expert who wrote this is also a psychopath.

Fang Yuhao did see a lot of patients in the hospital.

The moment he walked through the door, a depressing and cold atmosphere greeted him.

Gloomy, cold.

The hospital seems to be an alternative world composed of many "unpleasant".

This feeling is the first time born, and every cell in the body has a sense of discomfort.

"What's going on? This place...isn't there ghosts haunting it?" Fang Yuhao stopped in his tracks.

His materialistic world view is a bit broken, and he is instinctively worried about this problem.

Even a person's "thoughts" and "thinking" can be captured. It is really hard to say whether there are "ghosts" in this world.

Other people, including doctors and patients, walked inside normally without any discomfort.

But for Fang Yuhao, who has the ability of "mind communication", he instinctively doubted it.He felt that the group was walking in a strange mist, full of wetness.

"What are you afraid of, there are so many people."

There's no way, since he's here, he can only bite the bullet and walk inside.Otherwise, my plan will only go to waste.

He bypassed the guard's perspective and walked to a remote place...

"Ma'am, what do you think of the psychological effects of this hospital?" Fang Yuhao stopped a middle-aged woman with a sad face at a corner.

"You are?" She looked about 40 years old, frowning.

"Oh, I'm a psychological counselor, national level..." Fang Yuhao bit the bullet, introduced himself, and handed over his business card at the same time: "If you need it, you can call me to make an appointment. Our treatment The method does not require the use of drugs, which is different from that in large hospitals."

Fortunately, he used to be a cameo actor in a theater in college.For this performance, I feel that I can score 80 points.

"Can insomnia be treated?"

"of course can."

"Thank you, I will contact you if necessary..."

Human beings are indeed animals that depend on appearance. The middle-aged lady was a little impatient at first.But seeing that Fang Yuhao was very polite, well-dressed, and good-looking, he did not refuse immediately, but just chatted for a few words.

Finally, she took the business card and left in a hurry.

"Sure enough, it's not that easy. Without any reputation, just handing out business cards like this, everyone will be a little vigilant... Everyone believes in big hospitals, it's normal." Fang Yuhao tidied up his clothes, glanced at the surrounding area, No one noticed himself.

He wasn't discouraged either, and started looking for another target...

In fact, this kind of work is like distributing leaflets.At the beginning, I felt a little ashamed in my heart, but it doesn't matter if I lose it.Such is life, either fight it or enjoy it.It is impossible to reach the sky in one step. If he doesn't work hard and fight for it, even if he gets the system, what can he do?
Soon, he found that the probability of women accepting business cards was far greater than that of men.Especially some older old men are extremely difficult to negotiate, asking for a long time, even refusing to take the business card, or throwing it directly into the trash can after taking it, which is really enough.

Therefore, he simply gave up the male market and specialized in the female market...

　Changed the title of the book.

　　Before I had time to become famous for that ridiculous title, I was ordered by the editor to change it. o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
(End of this chapter)