NFBE Chapter 81 Psychologist
Chapter 81 Psychologist
Jiang Shiyu completely forgot about this matter.
"I forgot and you didn't tell me. I need to go change my clothes quickly."
Jiang Shiyu said this and ran upstairs.
"Jin, do you want to go with us?"
Jiang Shiwen walked to Ming Nanjin's side, glanced at the little Chengcheng in Ming Nanjin's arms, and asked Ming Nanjin.
"Do not."
Ming Nanjin knew what Jiang Shiwen meant, but he didn't plan to contact them now. He would wait until he had removed the poison from Xiao Chengcheng's body, and then he would deal with them.
"Okay, this is for you."
Jiang Shiwen knew that he could not force Ming Nanjin, so he could only respect Ming Nanjin's choice.
Ming Nanjin took what Jiang Shiwen brought, which was his household registration book. He was no longer the only person on the book. There was another name written on the back of the book, Ming Beicheng.
Ming Nanjin carefully put away the household registration book, as if it were some kind of treasure.
"Jin, you..."
Jiang Shiwen wanted to say something, but Ming Nanjin interrupted him.
"I'm leaving now. Remember to give me the doctor's contact information."
Jiang Shiwen could only watch Ming Nanjin take Xiao Chengcheng and Yan Zeyu away. He sighed, he just didn't want Ming Nanjin to be so decadent.
However, Jiang Shiwen had no choice but to wait until Ming Nanjin didn't want to see those people.
After Ming Nanjin and Yan Zeyu took Xiao Chengcheng out of the villa, Yan Zeyu asked Ming Nanjin where he was going now.
Ming Nanjin looked at the business card in her hand, which was given to her by Jiang Shiwen just now.
"Go find him."
Ming Nanjin doesn't want to wait at all now and wants to cure his sister's illness as soon as possible.
The toxins on Xiao Chengcheng's face will also speed up.
"Okay, let's go."
Yan Zeyu acted as the driver for the brother and sister, and drove Ming Nanjin and Xiao Chengcheng to the place.
"Hello, do you have an appointment?"
Ming Nanjin walked in holding Xiao Chengcheng, and the nurse inside asked Ming Nanjin.
Yan Zeyu saw that the young head nurse in front of him was not bad, so he immediately stepped forward and said, "Hello, Miss, we have an appointment, Jiang Shiwen, Master Jiang."
Although Jiang Shiwen did not tell them whether he had an appointment or not, Yan Zeyu felt that someone like Jiang Shiwen would definitely get everything done well.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished talking about Jiang Shiwen, the young nurse understood.
"It's Young Master Jiang's appointment. This way, please."
The young nurse took Yan Zeyu and Ming Nanjin to the inner corridor. The layout here was completely different from that inside the hospital.
The hospital always gives people a gloomy feeling whether you look at it during the day or at night.
But this is different. It gives people a feeling of not being very resistant, but feeling curious inside.
From the moment you enter the door, psychotherapy has begun.
Ming Nanjin looked at Yan Zeyu who was walking next to the young nurse and she wanted to glue her eyes to the nurse. She really wanted to kick him hard from behind.
Yan Zeyu also won the favor of the young nurse with his fair face. When the nurse brought Ming Nanjin and Yan Zeyu to the door of the doctor's office, Yan Zeyu had already asked for the nurse's WeChat ID.
Ming Nanjin really wanted to say that she didn’t know him.
Yan Zeyu looked at the friends on his phone who had passed by, smiled, and waved to the young nurse.
"thank you."
The young nurse smiled shyly and left the door of the clinic.
"What are you doing? Looking at me like that?"
As soon as Yan Zeyu turned around, he saw Ming Nanjin looking at him with disgust.
"Chengcheng, if you meet someone like Yan Zeyu next time, remember to run away quickly. If you can't run away, call your brother."
Ming Nanjin educated Xiao Chengcheng very seriously, and started to teach him to be on guard against the little yellow-haired boy from a young age.
Xiao Chengcheng nodded seriously.
Yan Zeyu: ???
What's up with him?
"Jin, what do you mean? What's wrong with me?"
Yan Zeyu asked Ming Nanjin, what's wrong for a gentleman like him to ask for someone's WeChat?
Ming Nanjin ignored Yan Zeyu and carried Xiao Chengcheng into the treatment room.
Sitting inside was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, slightly thin, with Mediterranean hair.
"Was it Young Master Jiang who introduced you here?"
The doctor adjusted his glasses and looked at the visitor and asked.
"Yes."
Ming Nanjin was still so indifferent to outsiders and just answered casually.
"Come here."
The doctor didn't care. Jiang Shiwen had already told him when he called that the person in front of him had a bad temper and asked the doctor to pay more attention to himself.
Ming Nanjin walked in with Xiao Chengcheng in his arms with steady steps. His whole body seemed to be covered by an invisible layer of frost, cold and distant.
His tightly pursed thin lips, slightly furrowed brows, and cold eyes all declared: No disturbing bystanders, no approach by strangers.
The doctor has seen quite a few patients, but he is the first one to see someone like Ming Nanjin whose aura makes people feel chilled at the mere sight of him.
"Who is watching?"
The doctor calmed himself and asked in a pretended calm manner.
This cannot be blamed on him. Ming Nanjin's aura is so strong that he doesn't even dare to look Ming Nanjin in the eye.
"My sister."
Ming Nanjin placed the little Orange in her arms on the chair next to her.
The doctor looked at Xiao Chengcheng's face. When he saw the expression on Xiao Chengcheng's face when she looked at him, he knew that this little girl must be very timid inside, or in other words, she liked to shut herself off most of the time.
Such children will develop autism over time.
"What kind of psychological problems does the child have?"
The doctor just observed Xiao Chengcheng's little face and started asking about Xiao Chengcheng's condition.
Ming Nanjin glanced at Yan Zeyu, and Yan Zeyu immediately understood what Ming Nanjin meant.
Ming Nanjin wanted him to answer the doctor's questions.
"The patient's name is Ming Beicheng, he is four and a half years old. He had a fever when he was a child, but he didn't get timely treatment. After he recovered, he still had the shadow of a sore throat in his heart and couldn't speak."
After hearing Yan Zeyu's words, there was no expression on the doctor's face.
"I understand. Let's take the child for a checkup before taking the next step."
The doctor called the nurse in and asked her to take Ming Nanjin, Xiao Chengcheng and the others for a check-up.
"I'm sorry, only one family member can go in with you. The others can only wait outside."
When they arrived at the door of the examination room, Ming Nanjin was about to carry Xiao Chengcheng in, but was stopped by the nurse.
"Jin, let me go in with Chengcheng, and I can also take a look at the situation."
How could Ming Nanjin not know what Yan Zeyu was thinking after hearing what he said, but what Yan Zeyu said was also true, so he followed him in to see how Xiao Chengcheng was doing.
Ming Nanjin finally gave Xiao Chengcheng to Yan Zeyu out of worry.
"Just watch it for me."
Ming Nanjin looked at Yan Zeyu coldly and warned him.