10859

The wedding anniversary was spent in such an unhappy way.

Autumn is coming fiercely. For a while, the pedestrians on the street are sweating, and the thin knitted coats are hurriedly taken off. At the same time, the cool autumn wind blows away the full green between the branches, and it turns yellow and yellow gradually. dry.

On a Saturday with a fairly clear sky, Xiao Mocun rarely got rid of his daily routine of overtime work, and went to a date that he had talked about several times but failed several times.

The number of people dating is two, one is Xiao Mocun and the other is Zhou Zhijie, the location is quite special——

Los Angeles Central Hospital.

Zhou Zhijie stood at the door of the emergency building in a white coat, and the moment he saw Xiao Mocun, he slapped him on the shoulder.

"Busy man, you are finally here."

Xiao Mocun glanced at his watch: "Two o'clock sharp, not a minute later."

He was carrying a brown paper bag in his hand, and passed it over at this time, "Here's for you."

"Hey, what is it?" Zhou Zhijie asked knowingly, and with a smile, he opened the bag and looked, his eyes lit up.

In the bag are handmade mooncakes from a time-honored brand in Hong Kong. The promising and filial doctor ordered a box of two flavors each.

"You are still amazing. I found two or three purchasing agents and they all said that there is really no way this year. Why did you buy it as soon as you made a move?"

Xiao Mocun said calmly: "I went on a business trip last week and worked overtime until five o'clock in the middle of the night. I happened to take a taxi with my colleagues and go to the morning queue."

He has always been like this, hiding his kindness to his friends in every detail, and always doing his best to do what is entrusted to him.Zhou Zhijie knew that he didn't want to thank him, so he punched him in the chest, "That's interesting. Did you buy it yourself?"

Xiao Mocun only bought the two boxes in the bag.

When queuing up, several other colleagues said that the opportunity is rare, and everyone can buy three or four boxes at least, give it to parents, friends, bosses, and keep one box for themselves, except for Xiao Mocun.

Xiao Daihua doesn't like sweets, and neither does he himself.There seems to be only one person around who likes this taste, Yu Nian.

When he was in school, Yu Nian was a glutton. He ate three-quarters of a birthday cake that was not too big or too small in less than half an hour.As a result, he accumulated food as expected. That night, his stomach was so distended that he couldn't sleep. He hid under the quilt and sent a message to Xiao Mocun to get angry. He blamed him for not eating more, which made him eat too much.

That night Xiao Mocun was kept awake all night by his noise, he would sleep for a while and wake up for a while, every half an hour he would pick up his phone to text him back, so as not to be charged with some other innocent crime the next day.

"Ask you something." Zhou Zhijie bumped his shoulder.

Xiao Mocun shook his head: "No."

Zhou Zhijie clicked his tongue: "Can you be more considerate to your Beta, I don't even know how to bring a box of moon cakes..."

Xiao Mocun ended the topic in a timely manner: "Time is limited, let's get down to business."

"All right, all right, you are the most powerful Alpha, listen to you."

While teasing, Zhou Zhijie led him into the building.

The outpatient building of the Central Hospital is a long building. The departments on the east and west wings have their own emphasis.

"I haven't been here much before." Zhou Zhijie talked to Xiao Mo who was beside him when he went upstairs, "But don't worry about it, it's nothing weird, it's similar to the situation in the east, don't think of it as you It’s just like what I’ve seen on TV, it’s all about fooling people.”

Like on TV, what?

Is it metal bars, thick curtains, or a convulsion-free electrotherapy room.

Xiao Mocun said lightly: "Really?"

"Of course it is." Zhou Zhijie suffered from an occupational disease immediately, "First of all, there is a big difference between the outpatient clinic and the inpatient clinic. Besides, there are mild and severe illnesses in the inpatient clinic. Basically, what you can see is that the problems are not serious and not scary. of."

The doctor's way of understanding people is really unique.

Xiao Mo suspected that he was talking too much, so he didn't reply.

He didn't shy away from medical treatment, but he didn't expect that he would see a psychiatrist one day. Most Alphas feel that they are omnipotent, and Xiao Mocun is no exception, not to mention that he is also a hot-tempered Alpha.It's not easy for him to admit that something is wrong with his body, and it's not for himself that he's here.

That night when he wanted to touch Yu Nian, although the resistance and timidity in Yu Nian's eyes were fleeting, Xiao Mocun remembered it.

He knew he had changed, at least in Yu Nian's eyes.

Become cruel and brutal, become unreasonable.

That night, he wondered if there would be a day when verbal quarrels would no longer satisfy him, and verbal violence would escalate into physical violence.

Xiao Mocun didn't know.What will happen if one day he really punches Yu Nian, and the hands that used to caress him become a weapon to hurt him.

Because of this somewhat sensational idea, he took the initiative to contact Zhou Zhijie again.

On the second floor, the psychiatric department is in a separate area, and the opaque frosted door completely separates it from the nearby departments, which is a difference.But after entering, Xiao Mocun soon found out that Zhou Zhijie hadn't lied to him.Waiting signs, calling numbers, face-to-face consultations, including the people sitting in the waiting area, all look no different from the situation outside the general department.If I have to say it, maybe the proportion of young people is higher.

After bringing him here, Zhou Zhijie left, and the two made an appointment to meet outside the gate of the inpatient department an hour later.

After waiting for about 20 minutes, Xiao Mocun's name appeared on the screen.He got up and followed the instructions on the radio to the door of the third consultation room, sat for another minute, and was called into the room after a young man with a sad face came out.

Behind the monitor was a male doctor in his forties. He looked up at him, smiled and nodded at him: "Sit."

Xiao Mocun opened the bench and sat down, the windbreaker was about to hang to the ground.

"This bench is obviously short for a person as tall as you." The doctor joked.

Xiao Mocun handed over the number slip in his hand: "Hello, Doctor Wang."

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Even the questioning is no different from ordinary medicine and surgery.

"Recently, I have a bad temper and get angry easily. I always want to kick and throw things." Xiao Mocun tried his best to describe his troubles as clearly and concisely as possible.

The big problem in the eyes of the patient is often as small as a mosquito in the eyes of the doctor.

The doctor surnamed Wang was very calm. He stroked what little hair was left, and while recording in the medical record, he muttered: "Irritable and violent."

After finishing writing, he poked the tip of the pen in his hand on the paper: "How long has it been?"

Xiao Mocun silently recalled that if one were to count from the first time the door was slammed, it would be about half a year after he married Yu Nian.

"It's been more than two years, and it's been more serious recently," he said.

The doctor nodded again, conveying a formulaic understanding, and then asked: "Do you usually rely on caffeine?"

"No."

"Have any migraines or asthma?"

"nor."

"Do you feel down after losing your temper?"

He paused: "Yes."

Only then did the doctor raise his head: "How long will the depression last, a few hours or a day or two?"

"A day or so."

Whenever Xiao Mocun loses his temper with Yu Nian, he will feel at ease for a moment at most, and then he will feel uncomfortable.This kind of discomfort often lasts for a whole day, and after a day, it will be what it is or what it should be.

If you have to define it, this emotion includes depression and regret.

After that, there were many routine questions and answers. From the conversation, Xiao Mocun could easily find that the other party didn't think his problem was serious at all, as if it was commonplace.

After tapping the keyboard for a while, the doctor pulled out a form from the printer, "Okay, take this to the self-service machine to pay the fee, a total of three inspections can be done today."

The names of these three tests are bluffing, especially the cerebrospinal fluid test.But the doctor obviously didn't think so, so he introduced it with stingy words.

Xiao Mocun took it over without even looking at it, and he also didn't take these powerful inspections to heart.

His concern was another matter.

Based on an existing psychological prediction, he slowed down his speech: "Doctor, if it is indeed mania, will it be dangerous for my spouse to get along with me day and night?"

Compared to his carelessness when answering his illness, Xiao Mocun finally seemed a little uneasy at this time, his tone sounded like a lion worried about the safety of his wife and children.

The doctor on the opposite side glanced at him: "Look at your appearance, you must be Alpha."

Xiao Mocun nodded.

"What's the pheromone concentration level?"

"Eβ10."

The doctor groaned and was about to speak when he suddenly stopped the car and forgot to close his mouth.

"How many?"

"Eβ10." Xiao Mocun repeated.

A questioning gaze suddenly looked at him, scrutinizing his face repeatedly.

"Why didn't you tell me at first."

Xiao Mocun looked at him: "You didn't ask me."

He never felt that capping the concentration of pheromones was something lucky or something to show off, so he would never take the initiative to tell others unless someone asked.

The doctor's expression became more serious than his in an instant, and the next second he pulled the inspection sheet back from his hand, and tore it up neatly.

The scraps of paper went into the garbage basket, and everything just now was overturned.

"You need an additional inspection in this situation." The seriousness in the words added three points.

Xiao Mo looked away from the pieces of paper: "What inspection?"

"Pheromone check."

The printer began to creak, and the standardized inspection sheet inside was being sprayed with the names of the inspection items, and then appeared at the machine port one by one.

The calm doctor lost his patience at this moment, and waited at the exit with his right hand, as if he wanted to get the order as soon as possible.

Xiao Mocun watched his movements and said slowly: "There is no need to check. I can tell you what you want to know about my pheromones now."

The doctor's eyes converged: "What do you mean?"

"When I was 18 years old and two months away, I differentiated into Alpha, thick woody tone, and ebony. The pheromone concentration jumped three levels in ten months, from Eβ7 to Eβ10. During this period, I experienced a high fever and almost missed it. Passed the last leap. At the age of 23, the model underwent a second inspection, and it was determined that the similarity with No. 10859 pheromone recorded in the original pheromone archives was 100%.”

He paused, and concluded his speech: "So I am an Alpha in the state of Eβ10, A10859, and lack of secondary differentiation."

The doctor sitting in the swivel chair opposite him listened to the above passage in silence, and moved the mouse to the side.

"You got me wrong. The pheromone test I'm talking about is not a stereotype test, but a gene sequence test."

"Gene sequence testing?" Xiao Mocun frowned.

"Yes." The doctor tapped twice on the table with his left index finger, "It is mainly used to screen for pheromone-derived diseases. But this is just a preliminary speculation. You don't need to think about it for now, the probability of hypomania is also very high. We will have to wait for the test results to come out to make a conclusion.”

Xiao Mocun could only understand half of what he said.What does pheromone-derived disease contain and what does it mean? These doctors did not say, nor did he ask.For the word pheromone, he subconsciously didn't want to touch it, it was considered a minefield.

"Can I ask another question?" The relaxed doctor suddenly seemed to be a different person, and he would ask the patient's opinion in advance if he wanted to ask a question.

Xiao Mocun made a gesture of invitation.

"Just now why did you say that you have undergone the second test of the model, the first time, why didn't you say it the first time."

The doctor's professional sensitivity is always astonishingly high, and he explained what he didn't say in one sentence.

"There is no particular reason." Xiao Mocun said, "Because I don't know when I did it for the first time."

When he was a crying baby, he had another use - to condemn his biological father.Maybe it was at that time, while doing DNA and pheromone genetic testing, the pheromone model was recorded by the way when he was less than a month old, and 10859 has been confirmed since then.

If it weren't for this "by the way", how could Yu Yuan find out who A10859 belongs to from the vast crowd, and then kidnap him back from abroad?

There is a definite number in the dark, and everything is doomed at birth.