Don't be a secretary to a genius

In the consulting room.

An eleven or twelve-year-old girl was sitting on a patient chair, with her body huddled, her head lowered, she kept picking her nails, and felt embarrassed.

The male doctor with wheat-colored skin filled out the information on a medical treatment form and cut off the timer.

"Your name is Xiaoyun, right?"

Dr. Fang pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, showing a gentle smile.

The nervous little girl nodded timidly.

Doctor Fang's voice was soft: "Don't be nervous, I'm the doctor who helps you, you can call me Doctor Fang."

Xiaoyun's emotions seemed to be calmed down by this reassuring voice, and he said softly: "Hello, Doctor Fang."

"What a polite child." Dr. Fang walked up to the little girl, squatted down, and touched the ground with one knee.

Xiao Yun pinched her fingers, glanced at her knees, and said in a low voice: "Mom said that seeing a psychiatrist is very expensive. Can Dr. Fang prescribe me a medicine that can be cured after just one dose?"

Doctor Fang tried to touch Xiao Yun's head, but the other party did not resist.

"Xiaoyun is still a child, so you don't need to think so much. I will tell your mother not to kill you, okay?"

Xiaoyun hesitated for a long time, then gave a soft "hmm".

Doctor Fang: "Xiao Yun looks so cute, he should be very popular in school, right?"

Xiaoyun buried his head even lower, clenched his hands into fists, and remained silent.

Doctor Fang tried to hold Xiaoyun's hand: "Does Xiaoyun want a brother who will protect you?"

Xiaoyun remained silent.

Dr. Fang joked: "Although I am a bit older, I really want to have a cute sister like you."

Xiaoyun relaxed a little, and there was a smile on his face.

Doctor Fang: "If I had a younger sister like Xiaoyun, I would definitely protect her and not let bad people bully her."

Xiaoyun finally raised his head and met Doctor Fang's gaze.

Dr. Fang continued: "Xiaoyun can tell his brother if he has any grievances, and his brother will protect you."

The defensive color in Xiaoyun's eyes slowly melted, and he said: "Many boys are always pestering me, wanting me to be their girlfriend, I told my mother, she said I don't look like a child, don't go outside It's embarrassing to say such things. The female classmates don't like to play with me, saying that I am a vixen. It would be fine if I died."

Dr. Fang: "Xiao Yun doesn't like school, does she?"

Xiaoyun nodded.

Doctor Fang: "Does Xiaoyun want to stay at home forever?"

Xiaoyun shook his head.

Dr. Fang: "Xiaoyun also wants to play with other children, right?"

Xiaoyun nodded again.

Doctor Fang asked: "Has Xiaoyun told her parents?"

Xiaoyun: "Mom and Dad transferred me once, but I still don't have any friends. Everyone else has friends, so it must be because I have problems. I'm superfluous. It would be nice if I died."

Dr. Fang frowned. Although the child wasn't too emotional, he had obvious suicidal tendencies, which could not be relieved by chatting.

Doctor Fang squatted on the ground and chatted with Xiaoyun for a while, Xiaoyun was much more relaxed than when he first came in.

Today's treatment is coming to an end, Dr. Fang made a record in the diagnosis and treatment form, and prescribed treatment medicine.

He walked up to the little girl again, knelt down and looked at her: "Xiaoyun is a wonderful child, as long as he takes the medicine on time, he will recover soon."

Xiaoyun said: "Grandma said that I have a disease of wealth, and living will only waste money. In fact, my life is meaningless. I don't know what I want to do, and I am so tired. Does it mean that all pain will disappear after death?"

Fu lowered his head and remained silent, his eyes dull.

Dr. Fang patted Xiaoyun on the shoulder: "Those people are stupid, it has nothing to do with you, they will realize their mistakes."

After all, he got up and sent the little patient out.

After male celebrity Ning Xuan posted that Weibo post, half of the comments below were panicked fans, as well as bored netizens who saw the trending searches pouring in.

"If you want to die, hurry up and die, and there is a fucking notice, clown!"

"There are people who clamor to commit suicide every day, but show me the real dead one!"

"Where did the [-]th-tier pheasant star come from, and he used suicide as a gimmick if he couldn't get famous. Now the entertainment industry really has no bottom line!"

"You're a man, just do what you say. If news of suicide doesn't come out tomorrow, I'll give you a posthumous photo every day."

"..."

Only at this time did it show how powerful the internet trolls are. Ning Xuan's fans couldn't hold back the hostile internet trolls.

Ning Xuan's Weibo was quickly occupied by these shocking messages.

Ning Xuan's Weibo was sent out at 12:[-] midnight, and many people had fallen asleep. Ning Xuan's fans who saw that Weibo couldn't sleep all night. Some fans contacted the brokerage company to confirm the situation, and Fans who found out the address of Ning Xuan's home directly called the police, but they all fell silent.

Ning Xuan's manager knew that his artist had no depression at all, so he wasn't too worried.

The diagnosis certificate was just forged by contacting a doctor he knew well.

However, he was very angry at Ning Xuan's Weibo post without consent, and he always committed suicide if he couldn't taste the sweetness!

The agent called Ning Xuan, but no one answered.He knew that Ning Xuan had the habit of drinking before going to bed, thinking that the other party was drunk and fell asleep, so he thought about going to him to settle accounts with him tomorrow during the day.

The next morning, there was news from the media——

"A well-known actor committed suicide by cutting his wrist at home. It is reported that the actor suffered from depression during his lifetime..."

Although the police immediately blocked the scene and related news, the media with all their knowledge got the first-hand information and quickly dug up the actor's name and address.

There are also details of the death scene leaking out.

The police checked the surveillance of the apartment, and no suspicious persons appeared.The scene was also very simple. When the first wave of police forcefully entered, the bathroom door was locked. Judging from the knife edge, it was undoubtedly a suicide.

It didn't take much to close the case.

Horch took a bottle of hot drink from the glass insulated cabinet and handed it to Dr. Fang: "Dr. Fang seems to be in a good mood today. Has the confusion from the previous few days been resolved?"

Dr. Fang took the plastic bottle, and the heat in his palm rose.

It's a bottle of milky coconut milk.

"Thank you." Dr. Fang said, "Of course, I feel fine now."

Dr. Fang was sitting on the reception sofa in Horch's office, with his feet on the soft carpet and his brown lace-up shoes polished to a shine.

Horch sat down opposite Doctor Fang.

Dr. Fang pushed the mirror frame on the bridge of his nose, looked up at the person standing in front of him, and slightly curled his lips: "Dr. Huo still remembers what I like to drink."

Huo Xi raised his eyebrows: "Dr. Fang is the most handsome male doctor in our clinic, how could I forget?"

Dr. Fang smiled and unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head and took two sips, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He put down the bottle, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, and rolled them up.

The forearm is strong, and there is an inconspicuous small red mole on the wheat-colored skin.

Dr. Fang: "Dr. Huo is really afraid of the cold, the temperature in the office is always so high."

Horch: "Yes, it is very distressing to have a cold body since childhood."

Doctor Fang stretched out a hand: "Dr. Huo, do you want to try my temperature? It's very hot."

Horch chuckled: "Dr. Fang really knows how to joke."

Dr. Fang withdrew his hand, casually picked up the hot drink on the table and took a sip.

Horch touched the small metal pendulum decoration on the coffee table with his fingers.

"Actually, I sometimes feel that being a psychiatrist is very boring. Faced with all kinds of patients, even if they are cured, no one can see how eloquent you are and how to use professional knowledge to bring a person back to life. .”

Dr. Fang: "It seems so."

Horch bent his lips: "So I prefer to let everyone know how fascinating psychology is on TV."

Doctor Fang was thoughtful.

"What are you thinking?" Horch asked with a smile.

Doctor Fang did not answer.

"I'll have patients later, so I'll go out first." He stood up and turned around.

As he walked out, he narrowed his eyes and took a long breath.

After the person went out, the smile on Horch's face disappeared, and his eyelashes drooped, as if he was bored.

Jing You was sitting on the office chair looking out the window in a daze, when there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the door.

"Mr. Jing, an employee of our public relations department committed suicide at home."

The person who came in was Secretary Qi, his face was scorched, and there were fine beads of sweat floating on his forehead.

The swivel chair swiveled around, Jing You's legs almost hit the table, his face was full of surprise.

Secretary Qi: "The police have checked the situation with colleagues around them. The colleague who committed suicide did always talk about 'wanting to die', and always posted some complaints on social accounts, but everyone thought he was just joking."

Jing You had never been in close contact with death, so he couldn't react for a while.

Jiang Shengyan walked in from the outside, saw the strange expressions of the two people in the room, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Secretary Qi told what happened just now.

"I'll cooperate with the investigation first, and try to minimize the impact." He turned and walked out.

Jiang Shengyan walked up to Jing You, held Jing You's hand, and squatted down.

"Did it frighten you?"

Jing You: "I'm not a child, so I have nothing to be afraid of."

Although he said so, the shock in his eyes has not faded away.

Jiang Shengyan got up and fell on Jing You, with a smile on his face: "The boss is already a mature adult, he doesn't need my comfort, does he?"

Ever since she knew that she was Jingyou's fairy sister, Jiang Shengyan wanted to let Jingyou know her full of affection, and she was much more relaxed when expressing her feelings than before.

Jing You blushed immediately, hugged Jiang Shengyan's waist, and buried her head.

This move calmed her down a lot.

"By the way, Mr. Jing, there is one more thing—" Secretary Qi who had just left the house went back and forth.

"I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything!" Secretary Qi covered his eyes and quickly exited.

Jiang Shengyan's expression froze instantly.

Jing You snuggled into Jiang Shengyan's arms and heard the heartbeat of "dong dong dong".

"Sister, I feel that you like me more and more recently. Don't you?"

Jiang Shengyan stroked Jingyou's hair: "I have always liked you very much, and I have liked you since a long time ago."

"Then..." Jing You wanted to ask about scoring, but felt that such a question seemed inappropriate now, so he gave up after thinking about it.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Shengyan asked.

"It's okay." Jing You bowed his head into Jiang Shengyan's arms, "I hope you can stay with me for a few more days."

"Okay, I'll stay with you for a few more days." Jiang Shengyan closed his eyes.

I really hope that there will be more quiet time like this that belongs to two people alone.

A week later, the brokerage company officially responded, confirming that Ning Xuan committed suicide at home.

As soon as this news came out, many fans of Ning Xuan couldn't accept the fact and broke down and cried at home.The passers-by who had followed Ning Xuan's "last words Weibo" before were full of sighs.

But what is frustrating is that there are still some unsightly comments under the agency's Weibo.

"It's too big of a shit to commit suicide every day, it's something wrong with being a celebrity!"

"So many people who are struggling at the bottom of life are living a good life, it's just you guys who earn a lot of money and like to mess around!"

"An actor dies when he dies. Why do you have to make such a big battle!"

"No one else suffers from depression, but you are so special every day! A big man is as delicate as a woman!"

"..."

Many public accounts reacted quickly, and non-stop published push articles based on this incident, which ignited a wave of enthusiasm.

In the analysis of some articles, some authors speculated whether the suicide may be due to the unbearable online violence from popular niche fans, which led to the deterioration of his condition.

As a result, Fu Qiyu's Weibo account also fell, and was abused and attacked by netizens wantonly.

A few hours later, Fu Qiyu's studio issued an announcement that the artist needed to recuperate for a period of time due to psychological reasons, and all announcements and performing arts activities would be suspended.

On the cusp of the storm, a public account released a video, which immediately sparked frenzied reposting.

In the video is a man in a white coat with wheat-colored skin.

"Hello, I am Fang Tan, a psychiatrist. First of all, I have some good news to share with you. In order to open up a new way of treatment, I did an experiment on some people, and the effect is remarkable."

With a smile on his face, Fang Tan raised his two scissors hands and bent forward, his handsomeness was no less than that of a male star.

"Modern people live under a lot of pressure and are prone to mental illness. But some people are misbehaving and like to make trouble. In the past week, I entered the homes of five people who pretended to be mentally ill and communicated with them. They have deeply understood He reflected on his mistakes and promised me that he would never make the same mistakes in the future."

Fang Tan took out a card and read it: "The first one is a male star named Ning Xuan, who has a lot of fans, I think he should be able to play a good role model; the second one is an employee of Jingteng Group , I hope that the leaders of the group will educate their employees well; the third..."

When most netizens heard the first name, their scalps exploded.

The information about Ning Xuan's suicide was only announced on the Internet, and now that such a person appeared, this incident was immediately covered with a veil of elusive mystery.

After the video, there is an article on popular science "depression".

Many who watched the video read along.

At the beginning of the article, the cup is used as an analogy.

"Most of us use cups made of stronger materials, such as unbreakable resin or plastic, which will not easily shatter and repair themselves even if dropped on the ground. But some people are born with the most fragile and easy cups. A cup made of broken glass will shatter if touched lightly.

Such a person is unable to dispel any negative emotions, and has to suffer tremendous pain every day of his life. Suicide is the least costly way of relief.

They need therapy and the love and attention of others.

And there is another group of people in this world who use "depression" as a weapon to escape reality, making the public think that "depression" is because the patient can't stand the blow, and they are cowards.

The world needs to change. "

Depression is currently the fourth largest disease in the world, but according to relevant data, it may leap to No.2 in a few years.

The prevention and treatment of depression in my country is still at an extremely low level of recognition, even in large municipal hospitals, the recognition rate is only 20%, and less than 10% of the patients have received relevant drug treatment.At the same time, the incidence of depression and suicidal behavior have spread to younger age groups.

Based on real stories and data, the article shows to the public that half of the people who have publicly announced suicidal tendencies on Weibo or circle of friends will actually take action. It was the ridicule and abuse of the closest relatives that became the last straw that crushed those people.

The last sentence of the article is: "Anyone who destroys public trust in the name of illness is an executioner who kills real patients. God will punish you."

As soon as this video came out, the police immediately attached great importance to it.

But there was no evidence in the families of the dead that Fang Tan was the murderer.

The lawyer claimed: "The criminal suspect Fang Tan suffers from self-guilt delusions. He illogically connected some recent suicide cases, thinking that he has committed a heinous crime and hopes to be punished. A series of behaviors are manifestations of mental illness. "

There is no evidence that the suspect committed a murder. According to the principle of innocence, the procuratorate can only make a decision not to prosecute the suspect because the facts of the crime are unclear and the evidence is not reliable and sufficient.

Although the police officers who have worked on the case still have doubts, there is no reason to detain Fontane for an extended period of time other than medical treatment.

Fang Tan walked out of the police station, the victim's family members and people who heard the news had already gathered at the door.

"You who received a thousand knives! Give me back my son!" A woman rushed up, grabbed Fang Tan's clothes, punched and kicked him.

Fang Tan didn't resist, and raised his hands: "I'm guilty, you just let them lock me in."

"Give me back my son! Change my son!" The woman fell to the ground with tears all over her face.

Fang Tan walked past the woman with no trace of guilt or regret on his face.

Before taking two steps, he was stopped by another strong middle-aged man.

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night?!" The man grabbed Fang Tan by the collar, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Your daughter committed suicide, what does it have to do with me?" Fang Tan looked innocent.

The middle-aged man shouted: "My daughter doesn't have depression at all, it's you, you faked the suicide scene!"

"Uncle, you've watched too many TV shows. If I'm that good, why would I be a psychiatrist?" Fang Tan sighed, "I admit that I have a mental illness, and now I can only go back and submit my resignation."

"I'll kill you!" The middle-aged man punched Fang Tan in the face, pinned him to the ground and strangled him.

Before he could make a move, several people came up to hold him back.

Fang Tan took a look at the mad man, got up and patted the dust off his body, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, got in the car and left indifferently.

Things turned and turned again and again, it was no longer just a single incident of a star in the entertainment industry committing suicide, the number of people who paid attention to this incident also doubled.

Lu Xian fixed her eyes on the screen, and quickly pressed the space bar at a node.

In Fang Tan's video, there is an extremely brief moment where the blurred shadow under the white shirt can be seen through the light.

Lu Xian enlarged the screenshot of the video, constantly adjusted the brightness and contrast of the screen, and confirmed that the man was in the same position as himself, with the same small dot.

The person who was not afraid of the cold suddenly hugged his arm and shivered.

What is a person like himself?

Lu Xian asked herself this question many times.

"Doctor, Jiang Shengyan has been very warm to me in the past few days, it must be because I have behaved very well." Jing You showed off proudly.

Lu Xian: "I'm your only friend, right?"

Jing You hesitated for a while, then nodded reluctantly.

Lu Xian: "Among friends, good things should be shared with each other."

Jing You faintly felt that this was not a good start.

Lu Xian: "I think Jiang Shengyan is good, and he is very suitable for developing a relationship with me."

Jing You stared straight at Lu Xian, trying to make him feel ashamed with his eyes.

Lu Xian curled her lips: "Do you think I will feel guilty?"

Jing You's eyes widened again, and the silent "condemnation" seemed to be a little stronger.

Lu Xian hooked her lips: "You're wasting your time, I won't have it."

Jing You stared tiredly, yawned, and moistened his eyes with water vapor.

Lu Xian took apart a lollipop and put it in his mouth.

Jing You also continued to show off his fiancée as if he forgot what happened just now.

Jing You babbled for a long time, patted his forehead, thought of it, and handed the invitation letter that he had held in his hand for a long time to Lu Xian: "Doctor, next month is my engagement ceremony, and I can invite you to attend regardless of the past."

Lu Xian took the invitation letter and put it aside, then asked with a lollipop in her mouth, "Xiao Jingyou, do you have a dream?"

Jingyou: "You are so strange."

Lu Xian: "You're going to marry a fairy sister, don't you have any dreams?"

Jingyou: "You better shut up."

The four words she can't hear the most are "Sister Fairy", and she still doesn't know that she calls these four words in her dreams every now and then.

Lu Xian patted Jing You on the shoulder: "I am also a person with dreams, do you want to come together?"

Jing You thought for a while, and without asking what the dream was, he agreed, "Okay."

Shanghai City, Jingteng Film and Television.

"Mr. Jiang, you should have heard about Dr. Fang in our clinic."

Horch's makeup today is very light, and it doesn't completely cover the bruises under his eyes. Because of his fair skin, he has a sickly beauty.

"It can be seen that Miss Huo should be very worried about this matter." Jiang Shengyan leaned forward slightly, assuming a posture of listening carefully.

Horch lowered his eyes: "Although I don't know what happened, I still want to trust Dr. Fang, he is a very professional and responsible doctor."

Jiang Sheng said: "I can understand you"

Horch: "This incident is actually very dramatic. I think the first episode of our documentary can be adapted based on this incident. In this way, it will be more educational and warning, Mr. Jiang thinks?"

Jiang Shengyan was stunned for a moment, "I need to hold a meeting with the content department before making a decision on this matter."

Huo Xi nodded, "I'll wait for Mr. Jiang's decision." A bitter smile rose from the corner of his lips, "Actually, I have selfish intentions, and I want to give him a better ending in the film, so that he won't be misunderstood by everyone." ending."

Jiang Shengyan saw the fragility of the woman opposite, and had the urge to respond on the spot.