I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

As for the second point, Lin Qiye has just acquired these eyes, and he still can't control the power in them well. Sometimes the golden light will suddenly emerge from the eyes, although it is not very obvious, but if the aunt and the others see it, they will Forcing myself to check my eyes again is a waste of money.

He wanted to wait until he had full control over his eyes before announcing it.

But since he was out of the house, Lin Qiye didn't need to wear black satin anymore, it was too eye-catching.

Lin Qiye took out the sunglasses that Yang Jin bought for him earlier from his pocket, put them on, and walked towards the bus stop with big strides.

After more than an hour of turbulence, Lin Qiye finally arrived at his destination.

Sunshine Mental Hospital.

The last time Lin Qiye came here was ten years ago.

In the past ten years, Lin Qiye has changed a lot, and this mental hospital has also changed a lot.

All the old walls have been refurbished, the gate is twice as wide as before, two modern high-rise buildings have replaced the original three-storey building, and even the six characters of "Sunshine Mental Hospital" have been stamped in gold!

Standing at the gate, Lin Qiye could no longer connect the modern hospital in front of him with the small building in his memory.

The only thing that hasn't changed is perhaps the old man at the door.

It's just that his figure is much bent, and his hair is much grayer.

The old man seemed to have seen Lin Qiye, squinted his eyes, raised his right hand and pointed at Lin Qiye...

Just when Lin Qiye thought the old man still remembered him and was about to say hello,

The uncle shouted loudly:

"That idiot over there! You're blocking the car behind!"

Chapter 14 I have a friend

Boom boom boom!

"Please come in."

Lin Qiye pushed open the door and walked into the consultation 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 stretched 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 10 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?"

"Correct!"

"Have you been crying for a long time?"

"Crying all the time."

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

"Yes."

"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 disease is due to the huge trauma suffered mentally, subconsciously rejecting reality, and thus creating a false consciousness of 'she is still around' for myself."

"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. [-] 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. [-] 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...

Ok?

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