I Learn To Kill Gods In A Mental Hospital

Boom boom boom!

"Please come in."

Lin Qiye pushed open the door and walked into the consulting room.

Sitting on the other side of the table was a middle-aged male doctor, wearing a white coat, with extremely sparse Mediterranean hair, which looked like a symbol of wisdom.

Lin Qiye sat down on the chair, and the doctor said leisurely:

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with me."

"It's okay, what are you doing here?"

"I'm fine, but I have a friend who has a very serious mental illness."

Hearing this, the doctor looked at Lin Qiye with a strange expression, and stroked the hair on the top of his head with a smile:

"The friend you mentioned is not yourself, is it?"

Lin Qiye replied seriously: "No, really a friend."

"Okay, then tell me that you have... No, what's wrong with your friend? What are the specific symptoms?"

Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "This may be a bit difficult to describe..."

The doctor smiled, "Then you treat yourself as that friend and show it to me."

Lin Qiye glanced at the doctor strangely, and after a moment of hesitation, he nodded helplessly.

Thus, Lin Qiye slowly stood up from his seat,

Under the doctor's gaze, he went straight to him.

He held out his hand,

Burying the middle-aged doctor's head in his arms,

The other hand gently stroked the few remaining hairs on the top of the doctor's head,

With eyes full of kindness,

Said softly:

"My big boy, Dad finally found you!"

doctor:"…………"

In the next ten minutes, Lin Qiye used the argumentative essay techniques he had learned all his life to explain to the doctor that it was really not his own illness, and avoided the fate of being forced to be hospitalized directly.

"So, that friend of yours sees everything as if it were his own child?"

"right!"

"Have you been crying for a long time?"

"Crying all the time."

"Like sitting in the yard and telling stories to vases and stools?"

"That's right."

"How was the sleep?"

"She doesn't sleep."

"..."

The doctor frowned, "Your friend is seriously ill! I strongly suggest that you bring her to our hospital for hospitalization."

"Her situation is quite special, and she does not have the conditions for hospitalization." Lin Qiye said helplessly.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell the truth. If he really told the doctor that Nyx, the goddess of the night, was a patient and was still living in the mental hospital in his mind, he would soon receive a hospitalization notice.

The doctor thought about it in embarrassment, and began to type on the keyboard with both hands, "If you can't be hospitalized, then you can only rely on medication first. I will prescribe you a few medicines, and you go back and give her to eat. If the condition does not improve If so, it must be sent to the courtyard.”

Lin Qiye's expression was a bit embarrassed.

Can medicine in reality be brought to mind?

Lin Qiye didn't know, but he felt that even if he brought it in, the medicines for mortals might not be effective for gods.

"Doctor, besides taking medicine, is there any other way to treat it?"

The doctor pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "Your friend's symptoms are severe delusions. I have seen many such patients. There was a man who loved his wife very much. Later, his wife died in a car accident, so he often stared at the air. Talking, imagining that his wife is still by his side."

"Most of this kind of disease is due to the huge trauma suffered mentally, and the subconscious rejects reality, thus creating a false consciousness of 'she is still around' for oneself."

"If we can start from the perspective of the cause of the disease and give some psychological treatment, there is also the possibility of improvement, but without the assistance of drugs, it will be very difficult."

"Drugs and psychotherapy, the two go hand in hand, you know what I mean?"

Lin Qiye nodded thoughtfully.

Should we start with the cause of the disease... But he doesn't know anything about Nyx's past, so he has no way to start!

It seems that more preparatory work needs to be done.

Lin Qiye took the prescription from the doctor, but he didn't choose to pay for the medicine. Since the medicine in reality couldn't work on the god in his mind, he didn't need to spend the money.

And... these medicines are too expensive!

Lin Qiye, who came out of the mental hospital, boarded the return bus.

This trip to the mental hospital was worth it, at least it gave Lin Qiye a breakthrough.

To enlighten Nyx from a psychological point of view, and to do this, one must know her well enough.

So, Lin Qiye got off the bus at a certain station and walked into the Cangnan City Library.

...

No. 2 Middle School, the school gate.

"Hey, look, who is that uncle?"

"I don't know, I guess it's some parent."

"I saw him when I entered the school gate at seven o'clock in the morning."

"I saw it too. He was wearing sunglasses and a shirt in the morning, leaning against the wall with a cup of coffee in his hand. I thought he was pretty handsome at the time."

"Then why is he like a beggar now? His eyes are red."

"You said, he hasn't been here since morning, right?"

"No, it's almost ten o'clock now."

"Who knows, oh yes, have you heard that two students were killed when I came home from school last night!"

"real or fake!"

"Of course it's true, I heard..."

"..."

On the curb opposite the school gate, a lonely man was sitting there alone, with cigarette butts all over the floor beside him, and his back under the street lamp was indescribably sad.

Zhao Kongcheng flicked the cigarette in his hand, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what went wrong.

He squatted from six o'clock in the morning until ten o'clock in the evening. He was so dazed by the sun that he didn't see the boy.

Obviously what I saw last night was the school uniform of No. 2 Middle School!

Could it be that this kid guessed that he was going to block him, so he just didn't come?

His grandma's... ass hurts from sitting.

Zhao Kongcheng propped his hands on the ground, slowly sat up from the curb, pretended to inadvertently pat the dust on his pants, and started to move his hands and feet.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that on the other side of the road, a young man in casual clothes was walking slowly with a few books...

That guy looks a bit like that kid...

kinda...

Um?

Zhao Kongcheng was taken aback for a moment, and blinked hard.

Fuck!

Whoosh!

Without further ado, Zhao Kongcheng rushed towards the boy like a gust of wind, his eyes were red, and he looked fierce!

However, when he was about 20 meters away from the young man, the young man seemed to have noticed something, his whole body was shocked, and he also ran away!

The two just ran wildly in the street, one behind the other!

Lin Qiye really wanted to slap himself twice at this moment, there are so many roads to go, why did he choose this road! ?

It's good now, I just released the pigeons yesterday, and now they are chasing after me again!

Although Lin Qiye's speed was not slow, it was still much worse than Zhao Kongcheng's, and he was caught up by Zhao Kongcheng within a few seconds.

Zhao Kongcheng grabbed Lin Qiye's shoulder viciously, and sneered twice.

"Boy, let's meet again!"

Lin Qiye turned his head stiffly and tilted his head:

"Who are you?"

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