fear game

Lance couldn't even wait a week after the academic conference ended, so he flew back to City K at his own expense that night.Just after getting off the plane, as soon as the mobile phone signal was restored, the director's call came in.

"Doctor Lance!" The director's voice sounded extremely serious, "I think I need to listen to your explanation."

From the mouth of the director, Lance learned that after Chandler finished his dissertation, he even launched an on-site poll, inviting all the psychiatrists present to vote with a show of hands, if there is a colleague suffering from sleepwalking next to them , Everyone thinks whether he is still qualified to be a psychiatrist.Most of the people present were suspicious and guessed who the colleague mentioned by Chandler was. Of course, most of them insisted that if the psychiatrist did have serious psychological problems, he should seek help in time. You might as well seek help from your colleagues nearby, and ask your colleagues to help with consultation and enlightenment, but you must never treat patients as a doctor anymore.The patient is already in a state of psychological stress, and the doctor's pressure is likely to be transmitted to the patient's subconscious, which will undoubtedly make the condition worse.

Even if others don't know who Chandler is talking about, can the director still not know?He immediately called to ask Chandler why he said such strange things in the meeting, and then received a photo of Lance sleepwalking in the middle of the night from Chandler.The director believes that "family ugliness should not be publicized", and they can't claim that Lance has changed sleepwalking to the outside world, but internally, they can stop all of Lance's jobs and stay on duty temporarily for observation. Chandler's patient—since Chandler was such a researcher on sleepwalking.

After hearing the director's decision, Lance's heart was more than half cold. If he was asked to be Chandler's patient, he would rather commit suicide while sleepwalking.

Lance has almost lost his job, and he wanders aimlessly in the garden of the nursing home alone.He didn't want to go to the ward either, what did he do there?The director was right about one thing, the current him is indeed not qualified to treat any patients anymore, he is almost becoming a "patient" himself.

"Master? Why are you sleeping here alone?" A soft and familiar voice rang in my ear.

Lance opened his eyes. He was now asleep on a bench under the shade of a tree.It was Qi Mo who hadn't seen him for a long time who woke him up.

Seeing that he woke up, Qi Mo immediately realized that Lance had said "this is the end of fate", so he changed his words and said, "Doctor Lan, why are you sleeping here? Although it is summer, there is no sunshine here. You might catch a cold if you catch it."

A person who has been resolutely abandoned and rejected by him, but when the whole world rejects him, he still cares about him...

"Call me master, Xiao Hei, call me master!" After saying that, Lance sat up and put his arms around Qi Mo's waist who was standing in front of him.Hugging tightly, Lance felt a little familiar warmth.Call me Master... Just that little fetter, it's the connection between you and me that I absolutely don't want to break, it's the connection that I'll have nothing after breaking it...

Qi Mo stood there firmly, like a strong pillar supporting Lance's willpower.He stroked the long hair on the back of Lance's head, and said softly: "Don't be sad master, no matter what you tell me to call you, in my heart, you are my only master, the one who will never change in this life... ..."

Tears welled up in Lance's eyes, and the tears blurred the lenses.

"Xiao Hei, someone bullied your master...someone bullied me... woo woo woo..." Lance, who was calm and aloof in front of others, would unreservedly show his fragile side in front of Qi Mo, bewildered. side.

Qi Mo squatted down, took off the lens for Lance and put it on a bench beside him, then gently leaned forward, licking off the tear stains on Lance's cheek drop by drop.After receiving this silent comfort, Lance immediately felt much better.Now he, like Qi Mo, is a "patient".After all, what is the difference between him and Qi Mo?Why should I worry about how many things Qi Mo is hiding from me, as long as I make sure that he has never had the intention of harming me, isn't that enough?How many people in this world will be your only support when you are lost and collapsed?

Lance suddenly understood one thing, no matter how much Qi Mo was genuine and how much was fake, the warmth he gave him when he needed it was all true.Isn't it enough for the world to have one Qi Mo?

"Crack, click", two shutters sounded inappropriately, and Chandler was holding up his mobile phone not far away, taking pictures of Qi Mo's licking and kissing Lance just now.

"Hehe, I was just staying on duty for observation, but now it's true. Dr. Lance—this is the last time I will call you Dr. Lance. You just wait for the people from the industry association to issue a document to revoke your medical qualifications." Haha! Hahaha!" Chandler's triumphant expression was reflected in Qi Mo's eyes, and Qi Mo narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

"Master, listen carefully," Qi Mo said to Lance, "I will never let anyone who bullies Master!"