"What do you want to see the parents?" Zhu Quanze pursed his lips slightly and spat, "I haven't even agreed yet."

Xie Wuyan liked to see Zhu Quanze's slightly red cheeks, hesitant to speak angrily, and he was happy when he heard this: "Hey, promise what?"

Zhu Quanze was momentarily at a loss for words.

Xie Wuyan deliberately showed a serious face at this moment: "Meeting the parents, it is purely literal. Your ancestor told me to take good care of you and stop letting those weird things into the world. However, He is very satisfied with the town house curse I cast around the Zhuhuichun Hall."

Xie Wuyan suppressed a smile in his tone: "Quanze, Quanze, where are you thinking?"

Zhu Quanze's skin was originally fair, and his face changed from a little blush to bleeding in an instant.If you really asked him "Where did you think of?", Zhu Quanze's mind would be full of the sentence Xie Wuyan said to himself not long ago-you are my little wife who fled to the world in Xianting.

Zhu Quanze couldn't bear this shameful grievance, turned his head, turned and ran.

"Hey?" Xie Wuyan didn't expect that he accidentally pissed off the person with too much force, and quickly chased him out, "Quanze, I was wrong, I was joking!"

Zhu Quanze quickly passed through the bluestone slab courtyard, and just buried his foot in the shop, Xie Wuyan hooked Zhu Quanze's waist from behind with one hand, and hugged him into his arms.A breath of hot air was blown behind the man's ear, and he apologized again: "I'm just kidding, don't be angry. Your grandpa asked me to take good care of you."

Zhu Quanze struggled and twisted twice, originally wanting to be angry, but was tickled by Xie Wuyan and laughed out loud, and finally just muttered "hate" in a low voice.

The two stood at the gate of Zhu Huichun Hall, hugging and chatting, a certain unscrupulous emperor wiped a lot of oil for nothing, and was satisfied.

The six-character mantra paper man in the room worked intently, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Tuan Tuan handled the order with flying hair, pretending that he was not at all curious about the boss's private life.

Jiuling rolled his eyes, tsk, this love has been shown to the gate, it stinks!

......

A few days later, the castrated version of the slimming and fat-reducing pills was launched in the Liujie app, and the sales volume was surprisingly good. Zhu Boss's speed of developing new medicines has received unanimous praise from patients from all walks of life.

A few days later, Zizhen came to visit unexpectedly and asked Zhu Quanze for a medicine to calm the mind and help sleep.Judging by his attire, he probably went down the mountain for another mission.

Zhu Quanze glanced at the prescription in "Zhuhuichun Tanglu", nodded: "Yes, yes, it's a very common prescription, called Qingxin Anshen San."

"What?" Boss Zhu frowned and smiled, "You can't fall asleep at night, kid?"

"How can that be?" Zizhen smiled wryly, "One of the people involved in my mission always felt that he had run into a ghost, and he couldn't sleep all night. I tried the tranquility spell but it didn't work, so I wanted to try some physical method. son."

Zhu Quanze listened to Zizhen's slow talk. It turned out that the task entrusted was a counselor teacher from Jiugao Technical Vocational School. He said that a student there might have had an accident, and he wanted to ask the celestial master to take a look.

The student the counselor mentioned was Yang Xiaoqian, a second-year kindergarten teacher major in a technical school. She was short, fat, with a light forehead, a high ponytail, and a face full of acne.Yang Xiaoqian had been out of school for a period of time because of her poor health, so she was two years older than her classmates at the same level. Coupled with hormone drug treatment, she gained weight and was often bullied by her classmates.

The boys love to tease her, and the girls look down on her from the bottom of their hearts, but nothing particularly bad has happened in school, so the teachers turn a blind eye to campus bullying.

Perhaps because of her low self-esteem, Yang Xiaoqian usually has no close friends and rarely talks to others.But some time ago, she suddenly started talking to her roommates that she had run into a ghost, and she saw it outside the dormitory window in the middle of the night.

Outside the window, there are shadows of trees, the moonlight is pale, a female ghost hanged.

Naturally, no one believed her, some scolded her for being okay and scary, some ridiculed her for being an ugly, fat, crazy woman.

Yang Xiaoqian confides everywhere but fails, and her mental state is getting worse and worse.She was normal when she was in class during the day, but she went crazy at night, crying, making noises and hanging her voice. The noise made her roommates collectively complain to the school and want to kick her out.

At first, the counselor wondered if the child had mental problems, but when she sat down to have a good heart-to-heart talk, she felt that Yang Xiaoqian's mood was stable, her logic was clear, and everything was normal. She only went crazy at night and had no memory of it .If she had any "hallucinations", it was only the female ghost outside the window that day, and no other facts were fabricated.

The counselor thought about it, since the cause of everything was the hanged ghost that Yang Xiaoqian ran into in the middle of the night, so he contacted the Heavenly Master of Heming Mountain.After all, someone died in Yang Xiaoqian's dormitory before - a girl was not hanged, but jumped to her death.

Zizhenzai checked Yang Xiaoqian carefully, and made sure that the girl was not possessed by evil spirits.Although Zizhen's skills are average, he still has some eyesight.

At night, Zizhen was also forming formations outside the dormitory window, without any sign of trouble.However, even after casting the tranquility spell that Heming Mountain is proud of, Yang Xiaoqian still couldn't settle down at night.

After all, Zhu Quanze is not a Taoist doctor at heart, but a serious medical student who graduated from a prestigious university.After hearing Zizhen's words, he couldn't help frowning: "My prescription is mainly for clearing away heat and reducing fire, if it really has any effect, it may be similar to Wanglaoji mixed with alprazolam. Listening to what you said just now, the "ghost bumping" incident may be a misunderstanding, but the girl seems to be a bit bipolar, so I suggest you go to a professional psychological counselor?"

"Isn't the school's counselor just a counselor?" Zizhen has lived in the mountains all year round, so he doesn't know much about these things. "You have to know, our city here is not as big as yours, and you can go to a college as a counselor with just three undergraduate diplomas." As for the serious hospital, it’s not like you don’t know that little crappy clinic in Jiugao Town, it’s about the same level as yours, you can’t die from minor illnesses, and you can’t cure serious illnesses.”

Zhu Quanze's face darkened: "Damn, why are you talking?"

"Hey, what I mean is, this place is too small, and there isn't even a serious psychiatrist. If you really want to see a psychiatrist, you have to go to City A. How far is that, Yang Xiaoqian is still a poor student, and her family probably won't accept it." Pay the money."

Zizhen really never thought of finding a psychiatrist, which touched his blind spot in knowledge.After all, in many remote areas, people's misunderstanding of mental illness is quite deep.

Missing arms, broken legs and long tumors are miserable and pitiful, and everyone sympathizes with them, but if there is a physiological problem in the brain, it is the fault of the patient, and everyone avoids it for fear.Many people in the town always feel that "schizophrenia is caused by the darkness in the heart" and "depression is not due to my lack of strength", as if "correct thinking" can cure neuronal diseases.

Zhu Quanze thought about it and thought it was unfair.He sighed, and suggested: "Why don't you take me to meet that Yang Xiaoqian?"

Although he is not a serious psychological counselor, he still has some basic knowledge of clinical psychology, which is better than nothing.

So, Zizhen brought Zhu Quanze and Yitie Qingxin Anshen Powder to Jiugao Town Technical Vocational School.Zhu Quanze borrowed the counselor's office and treated Yang Xiaoqian to a cup of milk tea.The little girl had two huge dark circles under her eyes. It was obvious that she hadn't slept well these days.

When she first entered the door, Yang Xiaoqian was in a bad mood, because she was "interviewed" by the school again, which was really annoying.But she glanced at Zhu Quanze, probably never seen such a good-looking little brother in the town, and she finally felt better.

Yang Xiaoqian had already said that set of rhetoric that hit a ghost countless times, and when Zhu Quanze repeated it, it was like memorizing a text, speaking fast and perfunctory, and finally added a sentence in self-defeating—"Believe it or not, No one would believe it anyway.”

Zhu Quanze vaguely recalled what he had read in previous books: the first step in psychological counseling, the counselor needs to make the other party feel comfortable, safe, and willing to share.The counselor needs to develop empathy with the other person.

So, he looked at Yang Xiaoqian peacefully, and smiled as warmly as a jade, like a big brother next door: "I believe you must have seen it." He paused: "Can you tell me about that girl who hanged herself?" What does a ghost look like?"

Yang Xiaoqian was stunned, perhaps dazzled by that glowing smile.

So this time, she recalled it seriously, and said slowly while thinking carefully: "I didn't fall asleep at the time, and I just stared at the window behind the curtains in a daze. Then I saw her... ...she was dressed in white clothes, the clothes were floating in the air, she had no feet, her head was hanging down, she was hanged... her hair was black, draped, very long..."

Zhu Quanze seemed to be focused and engrossed in listening, and nodded in agreement: "It does sound scary. If it were me, I might be scared. But, having said that, did that female ghost communicate with you?"

Yang Xiaoqian thought about it carefully, then shook her head.

"Then do you remember her face?"

Yang Xiaoqian shook her head again, saying that she had the same hair as Sadako.

Zhu Quanze then asked Yang Xiaoqian a lot of questions. It can be basically identified that the child has symptoms of depression, does not want to eat, has thought about suicide but has no specific thought about how to achieve suicide, and has occasional but not continuous suicidal thoughts.And when she calmed down, she also knew that most of the time she couldn't control her temper, especially when she was questioned by others.

Therefore, the little girl is just a little depressed, but according to the dsm5 index, Zhu Quanze thinks it does not constitute depression for the time being.

Zhu Quanze told Yang Xiaoqian that he believed her, so he would definitely give her an explanation about the female ghost.When Yang Xiaoqian left the counselor's office, she seemed to be in a good mood.

Next, Zhu Quanze proposed to chat with Yang Xiaoqian's roommate, who lives next door to her, and the students upstairs.

I wish the boss has a face that can accommodate men and women, and he is very close to the people, and everyone is willing to say a few words to him.

Yang Xiaoqian's roommate invited two of them, and they all hated Yang Xiaoqian to death, insisting that she was a lunatic, which made them unable to sleep well in the middle of the night, and they were mentally weak.The two girls all had the attitude of "there is her in the room without me, and there is me without her", and they were very excited when they scolded people.

Yang Xiaoqian only invited one roommate next door, and the little girl took the attitude of eating melons, saying that although she had never seen a ghost, she didn't understand the contradictions next door, and she was happy to hear about it.She bluntly said that she actually wanted to see a ghost.

Yang Xiaoqian's upstairs roommate only invited one, the girl with the mushroom head was taciturn, and she didn't know what to ask. She only said that Yang Xiaoqian usually had a bad reputation in school, and everyone thought she was weird.

Until Zhu Quanze asked her gently: "Have you ever thought about what a hanged ghost should look like?"

The little girl avoided Zhu Quanze's gaze and shook her head vigorously, but her hands on her thighs twisted nervously.

Zhu Quanze suddenly understood, and he said gently: "The tongue of the hanged ghost will stick out very long, and it is purple-red. The hair will not cover the face. So, next time you buy a wig, maybe you can make it Something more meaningful."

The little girl's psychological quality is not good, and when she gets nervous, she recruits everything.

It turned out that the people in their dormitory were trying to have fun, and wanted to make a "female ghost" out of the window with bed sheet balloons and wigs, so as to scare the people in the dormitory downstairs.Unexpectedly, only one Yang Xiaoqian was scared.

Everyone in the whole grade hated Yang Xiaoqian, and their dormitory agreed to keep this secret in their stomachs. They were happy to see Yang Xiaoqian go crazy, and hoped that she would be kicked out of school one day.

Later, the situation became more and more serious, and they were afraid of being retaliated by the crazy Yang Xiaoqian, so they dared not say anything more.

"We really didn't want to do bad things. We just wanted to scare people..." Mushroom Head said to Zhu Quanze with a teary voice, "I didn't expect things to become so serious..."

It was so serious that he directly invited the Celestial Master of Heming Mountain, although he might have invited the best one.Zhu Quanze consciously couldn't laugh or cry.At first, when Zizhen said that the tranquility spell was ineffective, he felt very strange.But all the memories related to evil spirits can be forgotten by the tranquility spell.If Yang Xiaoqian can't forget it, then the biggest possibility is - it's not evil.

Zhu Quanze was planning to find a counselor and Zizhen to clarify the truth, but something happened to Yang Xiaoqian's dormitory——

What happened this time was really a big deal.

One of Yang Xiaoqian's roommates, the only one who was not invited by Zhu Quanze, died in the dormitory.

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