After marrying the richest husband

The original break time for Luan Yinan's psychotherapy room was seven o'clock in the evening.

Thanks to Fu Xingzhou, the closing time was delayed by four hours tonight.

When Fu Xingzhou arrived, everyone else in the clinic had already left work, and only Luan Yinan was left sitting bored at the front desk, flipping through a twenty-centimeter-thick encyclopedia of veterinarians.

Probably heard the door of the clinic.

Luan Yinan raised his head and glanced in the direction of the door, pretending to be experienced, he closed the book in his hand: "President Fu is here, I'm sorry to welcome you from a distance, I'm sorry."

Fu Xingzhou never liked to make jokes with ordinary people, so he lifted his wrist to look at his watch, and walked to the guidance desk: "I was delayed for half an hour, and I will compensate everyone in your institute for their overtime work at three times the salary."

"Oh, there are more Boss Fu."

Luan Yinan stood up from his chair, stretched out his hand to tug on his white coat, "Although I'm not in your financial circle, I also know that the chief executive of Fu's business is always punctual. Director Fu compensated me for overtime pay. Good thing, let me know about the patient's condition first, right?"

Fu Xingzhou's expression was a little gloomy from the moment he entered the door, but now when Luan Yinan mentioned Sangqiao's name, his expression darkened a bit.

He paused for a moment: "I was away on a business trip a few days ago, and Sang Qiao hurt himself."

Luan Yinan took out the medical record booklet from the drawer of the consultation desk, and pulled out the pen cap: "Well, date, time, patient... Fu Dong, there are many kinds of injuries to yourself, such as accidental injuries, Man-made damage. This man-made damage is further divided into injury to others and self-harm.”

Luan Yinan wrote two lines on the medical record book, and the nib stopped: "Sang Qiao self-harmed again?"

Fu Xingzhou frowned, his gaze was cold as if cut by a knife.

He looked at Luan Yinan: "Again?"

Luan Yinan re-dipped the ink with the pen: "Of course it is. Fu Dong, you have a much closer relationship with Sang Qiao than I do. You should know more or less the injuries on his body are caused by yourself."

Fu Xingzhou's thin lips were almost pursed into a straight line.

And Luan Yinan's mood, which seemed to be pretty good at first, seemed to have fallen to the bottom because of this news.

There was silence in the clinic.

It's been a long time.

Fu Xingzhou said: "I thought he was already well."

"Then your thinking is too simple, Boss Fu."

Luan Yinan put down the pen in his hand, turned to the bookshelf behind him, rummaged through several rows of bookshelves, and took out two books.

Those two books have English covers, the old-fashioned binding method, the color of the book cover has faded, and even the paper is yellow.

Luan Yinan roughly flipped through the contents of the two books, and then put the books forward on the consultation table.

"Boss Fu, I told you at the beginning that mental illness is very light, but it can kill you if it is serious."

Luan Yinan said, "It will never be as simple and quick as a surgical operation, and even in many cases, patients will never be able to recover."

Fu Xingzhou didn't speak, his tall figure was very straight.

Luan Yinan said again: "Depression is only a very small category, and I have to emphasize it again. Sang Qiao is not a depression patient, or I put it another way, depression is just one of Sang Qiao's mental illnesses. complication."

Luan Yinan pointed to the book in front of him: "Borderline personality disorder is a blank area in current psychiatric research. The only two representative monographs were published more than ten years ago. These are the only few solitary books in China. , you can take it back and have a look.”

Fu Xingzhou took the book: "I have communicated with foreign psychiatry experts this time, and they said that if Sang Qiao's previous symptoms are used, it can be preliminarily judged clinically cured."

Luan Yinan nodded: "That's right, but Mr. Fu, I have to remind you professionally. This kind of personality disorder can only be cured clinically. It may never recur, or it may come when you are unable to guard against it." There is a trigger point.”

"Patients with borderline personality disorder are emotionally unstable, extremely self-deprecating, or idealistically prominent. And these patients often have one of the most deadly suicidal self-harm cycles-they fear abandonment, so that they will continue to use self-harm and suicide To gain a sense of the experience of being in life.”

"so."

Luan Yinan sighed, "Boss Fu, if one day you feel that you can't stand Sang Qiao anymore, please tell me. After all, he is a patient I have been in charge of for many years. I still have to do my best to save him... ..."

Fu Xingzhou interrupted him: "No."

Luan Yinan didn't seem very surprised either: "So sure?"

Fu Xingzhou's tone was decisive and straightforward: "In my opinion, Sang Qiao has never been a patient."

Not sick.

There is no such thing as endurance.

The lights in the clinic are bright.

The tiredness on Fu Xingzhou's face was also evident under the light.

But his expression was calm.

There is no sorrow from the patient's family members, nor the endless confusion about the illness.

Fu Xingzhou reached out and pinched the brow bone: "If there are trigger points for this type of psychological barrier, then I will help Sang Qiao get rid of all the trigger points on his way forward, which should be much more effective than other methods. "

Luan Yinan: "..."

Luan Yinan was suffocated for a while, and applauded face-saving: "Yes, you are indeed Mr. Fu. Your unique way of solving problems like a local tyrant seems to let me see a new solution to the Olympiad. I applaud you."

Fu Xingzhou glanced at Luan Yinan expressionlessly: "Thank you Dr. Luan for your advice and book. I'll take back Sangqiao's next month's medicine together."

Sang Qiao used to come to pick up the medicine at a fixed time every month, but now the person who took the medicine was replaced by Fu Xingzhou.

The medicine is prepared in advance by the nurses in the clinic before get off work.

Luan Yinan opened the lid and checked the boxes one by one, then put them in a bag and handed them to Fu Xingzhou: "You can reduce the dose gradually, but you must not stop the medicine rashly."

Fu Xingzhou nodded: "I see, do you need to pay special attention to the time of medication?"

"Eat according to the medicine box, don't listen to Sangqiao."

Luan Yinan paused for a moment, then suddenly added: "By the way, Director Fu, do you know why I am willing to treat Sang Qiao for so many years?"

Fu Xingzhou glanced down at Luan Yinan's position indifferently: "Because I want to make money."

Luan Yinan: "..."

Luan Yinan was almost pissed off by Fu Xingzhou: "I'm sorry, Boss Fu, I've let you down. I'm a good doctor with integrity."

Fu Xingzhou looked away.

Luan Yinan quickly calmed down his anger: "In the first six months when I saw a doctor for Sang Qiao, I used medicine, hypnosis and various methods, but nothing worked."

Fu Xingzhou's originally perfunctory expression became concentrated almost immediately after hearing Sang Qiao's name.

He looked at Luan Yinan: "And then?"

"Then I wondered, I don't need patients or money, so why make myself suffer."

Luan Yinan clicked his tongue, "So I'm planning to tell Sang Qiao next time he comes over to ask him to find another doctor."

Fu Xingzhou frowned.

"Sang Qiao has a fixed time every week, but that time his agent called me and said that Sang Qiao had a fight with social hooligans two days ago because of an old lady in their community, and he was injured. It was very heavy, and I was admitted to the hospital, and I couldn’t come that day.”

Luan Yinan said, "Then what can I do? All I can say is that it's okay, and I can come next time - but Sang Qiao still came on time that day."

"At that point, I was about to get off work. When I walked to the entrance of the alley, I happened to bump into him leaning against the wall and walking over."

Luan Yinan paused for a moment, "He was embarrassed when he saw that I was off work, and insisted that he was passing by here, and then I dragged him back to the clinic."

That was a few years ago, the Sangqiao that he never owned.

Fu Xingzhou listened carefully to every word: "And then?"

"Then I asked him why he was fighting. The boy told me that there was an old lady in their community who used to feed him, and his children didn't care about her, and he sold insoles at the gate of the community to support himself."

Luan Yinan's voice became softer, "As a result, the small society insisted on asking the old lady to pay some protection fee. Sang Qiao couldn't see it, so she went up and confronted her."

He paused: "Mr. Fu, don't say that this kid is really a bully. He beat and ran away five of them with internal bleeding. If his manager didn't find out and sent him to the emergency room in the middle of the night, he probably would have died that night."

Fu Xingzhou's face was as cold as ice, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Luan Yinan took a deep breath: "Later, I thought, the doctor is kind, I have to take care of this kid, otherwise I'm really afraid that one day he will die and I won't be able to find him."

Seeing that Fu Xingzhou didn't answer for a long time.

Luan Yinan knocked on the desk of the guidance desk: "I've told you so much, Boss Fu, do you understand what I mean?"

Fu Xingzhou remained silent.

Luan Yinan had no choice but to be straightforward: "I mean, maybe meeting you is the most fortunate thing in Sang Qiao's 19 years of life. So as his doctor, I hope you will not give up on him, Director Fu."

Fu Xingzhou picked up the medicine beside him and walked out.

After taking two steps, he stopped.

Polite and alienated: "Thank you, but you seem to have misunderstood the relationship between me and Sang Qiao."

Fu Xingzhou stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the clinic. He seemed to think for a moment, then turned around: "Sang Qiao was not lucky to meet me. It is my only luck that I found him again."

It's getting late.

There was some winter snow in the silent night sky.

The fluttering snow petals accumulated little by little on the ground, and there was no starlight in the gray sky.

Fu Xingzhou put the medicine and books in the co-pilot.

Then he pulled the car out of the car, took out a cigarette and lit it, and stood beside the car to smoke quietly.

Nicotine is always very refreshing when you are severely tired.

Sang Qiao was not in good health, and Fu Xingzhou had almost completely quit smoking after the two got together.

It's just that he still has a lot of things to do today, so he really doesn't have time to rest.

After a cigarette.

Fu Xingzhou sat back in the car again.

There is no smell of smoke in the car, which will not affect Sangqiao's health.

Just about to drive.

A call from Raven suddenly popped up on the mobile phone placed aside.

Fu Xingzhou picked up the phone.

Raven's voice came over immediately: "Boss, we found it. Last Wednesday night, Mr. Sang and Fang Yuzhou had a dispute in the dormitory. The recording and broadcasting building happened to be an old building, and the sound insulation of the door panels was not good. A cleaning staff heard the movement inside." .”

Fu Xingzhou: "Have you sealed it?"

Raven nodded: "This cleaning staff is over 50 years old and hardly surfs the Internet. I have already paid her and told her not to spread it to the outside world, and I have confirmed that the news has not leaked."

Fu Xingzhou said: "What did Fang Yuzhou say?"

Raven: "Fang Yuzhou told Mr. Sang about the possible blood relationship between them."

Fu Xingzhou snorted disdainfully.

Raven trembled, and his voice became softer: "Also, Fang Yuzhou repeated to Mr. Sang many times that the person you were going to marry was not Mr. Sang, he was just a substitute. He said that he hoped that Mr. Sang could be with him..."

Fu Xingzhou: "With him. How?"

Raven said numbly: "Fang Yuzhou told Mr. Sang that brothers should be together."

next second.

Raven heard a sneer from the phone.

Raven felt that Fang Yuzhou might be cold tonight, so he quickly added the next sentence: "One last thing! Boss, the address of Mr. Sang's mother's hospital that you asked to check earlier has been obtained from Sang Chongde. The set is out, and I will send it to your phone right away."

"no need."

Fu Xingzhou said coldly, "I'll directly order someone to invite Fang Yuzhou out, and you go and apply for an identity transfer certificate."

Raven was stunned: "Import transfer... Boss, do it for Fang Yuzhou? Which country?"

Fu Xingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't matter, as long as he is not the nationality of Hua Guo, he has nothing to do with the Hua Guo police. Isn't it?"