Quick Transmigration: Losing All Standing and Reputation - Chapter 105

[Chapter 105 Born Perverted (10)]

Zhang Yuanyuan is a related household. After graduating from college, because she could not find a job, she was pushed by her mother to the front desk of this psychological clinic. There is only one doctor in this clinic, and I heard that it is the son of my mother’s classmate and friend.

Before Zhang Yuanyuan officially went to work, her mother specially took her to go shopping, bought her clothes and made her hair, which was as intimate as Zhang Yuanyuan was when she was about to take the college entrance examination. Seeing her sigh from time to time, or smile, made Zhang Yuanyuan a little creepy, not knowing what the hell she was doing. At the end, Mama Zhang showed her true form and said to Zhang Yuanyuan, “Mother’s son from an old classmate is very handsome, has a high degree of education, and is polite. In short, he is good in every aspect. Mom will give you the opportunity to get the moon first, so don’t expect it. You can really pry someone’s little handsome guy into the house, but what if? Who said such a thing?”

Zhang Yuanyuan resisted the urge to sigh, it turned out to be an invisible Lalang again. Her mother didn’t know how worried she was that she wouldn’t get married. She wanted to introduce her when she saw someone of a similar age. She always told her that she was handsome, but many people had good facial features. Zhang Yuanyuan has a wealth of experience in blind date struggles. She did not refute her mother Zhang when she said this. She lowered her eyebrows and answered yes. She had no expectations in her heart. I was afraid that even this job would be lost because of this incident.

When Zhang Yuanyuan saw Song Que for the first time, she knew that this time her mother was telling the truth. Zhang Yuanyuan also understood the meaning of her mother’s hesitant words – Song had to be blind to see her, right?

Zhang Yuanyuan’s heart was sprouting inevitably, but she felt a little inferior in her heart and didn’t dare to show her feelings at all. Every day before going to bed, she repeatedly considered a hundred reasons why Song didn’t like her, so as to forcibly restrain her. own emotions.

The same is true today. Zhang Yuanyuan arrived at the clinic fifteen minutes early. Even though she had already done cleaning when she got off work the day before, she would still come and clean it up again. There are many documents on Song Que’s desk, but they are all neatly arranged, but I don’t know when an extra photo frame was added.

Even though she hadn’t seen the front of the photo frame, Zhang Yuanyuan’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated out of a woman’s intuition, as if something bad was about to happen. She reached out and picked up the frame, which contained a picture of a girl. The girl’s skin was very white, and the tip of her nose was a little red. She looked very cute. The delicateness between her eyebrows and her eyes made her and Song somewhat similar. They were the kind of couple that would make people feel like they were made in heaven when they stood together.

Zhang Yuanyuan put the photo frame back and hurriedly finished the rest of the cleaning.

When Song Que came, Zhang Yuanyuan was already sitting at the front desk, sorting out the guests who had made an appointment today.

Song was wearing a light blue shirt, and the well-textured suit pants fell straight down, lining the smooth legs. This outfit is extremely ordinary, but because it is worn on Song Qi, it is simply abstinent and charming.

Song is not a talkative character, at least in Zhang Yuanyuan’s eyes, although he is polite, he is a little alien to others. But she knew that he didn’t treat his patients like this. Maybe it was because he exhausted his strength in helping others that he was so tired of interacting with people.

But Song, as usual, nodded to the baby-faced girl after entering the door, and then wanted to enter his office.

The careful and timid girl in his eyes called him for the first time: “Doctor Song, is the picture on your desk your girlfriend?”

Song knew that the little girl would help him clean before and after work. No wonder she noticed the frame. Hearing Zhang Yuanyuan’s question, he couldn’t help thinking of Song Shibao, who was also sticky in the video. He smiled slightly, and decided to grant her wish, saying, “It’s a girlfriend.”

Anyway, Song didn’t plan to have a girlfriend. A little cousin blocks the peach blossoms.

Zhang Yuanyuan’s heart seemed to be kneaded by an unknown hand, and it was sore and painful. But after it passed like a bolt from the blue, she seemed to be much better again. Maybe it’s because she always does this kind of mental construction for herself. After the incident, there is only a lot of sadness left, which makes it difficult for people to breathe, but not to the extent that they can’t breathe.

Song noticed the change in Zhang Yuanyuan’s face, but did not link the change with the question just now. It’s no wonder Song Que, with his ruthless nature, can easily ignore other people’s emotions subconsciously when he doesn’t pay special attention to it.

He only thought that Zhang Yuanyuan was uncomfortable.

However, Song stopped and leaned over to observe Zhang Yuanyuan’s face, which was quite frightening. But Song stretched out her hand and said, “Put your hand up.”

Zhang Yuanyuan’s temperament was like this. When someone else gave an order, she couldn’t help but follow it. She put her hand up directly, and only felt uncomfortable after putting it down.

Song Que felt her pulse with one hand, and felt the temperature on the back of her palm with the other. He observed Zhang Yuanyuan’s expression with his eyes, and said softly with the attitude of treating patients: “Come on, follow me to slow down your breathing.”

Song However, he deliberately put the sound of heavy breathing so that Zhang Yuanyuan could capture the pattern of his breathing and slow down his breathing with him.

Zhang Yuanyuan is really a well-behaved and worry-free patient, but she does whatever Song says. Judging from the pulse, they are all innocuous and small problems, so Zhang Yuanyuan’s problems are likely to appear psychologically.

Song, however, put his voice softly and slowly, which is different from pure gentleness, and the strength contained in it makes people unable to resist listening: “Think of those unhappy things as a cloud of smoke, those smoke slowly and slowly gather. Being together, along with your breathing, will be spit out together.”

Zhang Yuanyuan followed Song Que unconsciously throughout the whole process, until she exhaled her last breath, she actually felt much more comfortable. When he looked up at Song Que again, he didn’t feel so heavy anymore, Zhang Yuanyuan smiled at him.

Song Que also slightly hooked her lips and said, “You are fine, but don’t stay up late in the future.” As soon as

Song Que’s hand was put away, Zhang Yuanyuan felt a little lost, subconsciously nostalgic for the temperature on her hand. But Song’s guidance just now was not in vain. Zhang Yuanyuan patted her face and quickly woke up. She looked at Song’s back as she walked into the office, thinking that she must not lose sleep because of thinking of Dr. Song tonight. .

Song, however, didn’t take this little episode to heart, walked into his office, and waited for the first patient today. The patient’s surname is Zhang, a young man who has just graduated and is still very young.

This Mr. Zhang was five minutes late, and while he was still in the corridor, Song heard his gasps, apparently coming here on a temporary basis.

Zhang Yuanyuan took him to Song Que’s office. As soon as the door opened, the picture seemed to be temporarily frozen in Song Que’s mind, and he could easily read any useful details.

Mr. Zhang’s hair is messy, but it can be seen that it was carefully groomed and styled at first, but now one side is trimmed, and the other side is messy. There is a traditional watch on his right hand, the price is not high, the sleeve is rolled up a little to reveal the watch. Looking at his clothes again, they looked a little wrinkled because they were on the way. Maybe they were pulled by the mirror outside the door. It wasn’t too sloppy, but it was obvious that the clothes on the right side of the other party needed more attention and looked more straight. There was a sense of disharmony all over Mr. Zhang, so Zhang Yuanyuan next to him couldn’t help but look at him with a suspicious look.

Almost as soon as they met, Song had a guess in his heart.

After Mr. Zhang came in, he first expressed his apology for being late, and he was a little emotionally broken while talking. This is not the first time. His life has been affected in all aspects, and he does not even know the reason. .

Song, however, was not in a hurry to confirm his judgment. He knew that venting was a very important matter, so he listened to Mr. Zhang’s words with a gentle and encouraging expression.

Mr. Zhang did draw strength from Song Que’s attitude, and his voice was less trembling: “Doctor Song, I really don’t know what the problem is. I think about it now, maybe because I just finished it last month. That project put me under too much pressure, and then my mental state was not right. I feel like the whole world I see now is wrong, but I don’t know what is wrong. Others look at me like I am It’s a lunatic. I often misread the time and miss a lot of things. Doctor Song, you must help me, or I won’t be able to live.”

Mr. Zhang’s statement is completely consistent with the details Song has observed, and now Song can confirm his guess with only a few small experiments.

But Song remembered that Zhang Yuanyuan was wearing a skirt today with a large piece of eye-catching embroidery on her right shoulder. He called someone into the office and asked Mr. Zhang, “Wenzhi, describe her skirt in as much detail as possible.”

Mr. Zhang was a little confused about this requirement, and Zhang Yuanyuan was even more confused, but she was accustomed to the various magical operations Song did when diagnosing patients, so she stood there upright and let Mr. Zhang look at it.

Following Mr. Zhang’s description, even Zhang Yuanyuan felt that something was wrong. There was such a large piece of embroidery on her right shoulder that Mr. Zhang seemed to have not seen it at all and did not intend to describe it at all.

Zhang Yuanyuan looked at Song Que, but Song Que nodded at her and said, “Yuanyuan, take Mr. Zhang to the front of the mirror and stand to his right.”

This time, Mr. Zhang saw Zhang Yuanyuan’s right shoulder in the mirror at a glance He was amazed at the exquisite embroidery, and didn’t understand why he hadn’t noticed it just now.

Song said to Mr. Zhang: “There is good news, you have no mental problems, and the recent sense of confusion is not a mental illness. Of course, there is also bad news. There is damage to the upper parietal lobe of your right hemisphere. It is recommended that You go to the hospital to have a look.”

Until she sent Mr. Zhang away, Zhang Yuanyuan didn’t know how Song discovered the cause in such a short period of time.

Song Que said: “The damage to the upper parietal gyrus of the right hemisphere will make people ignore the perceptual world on the left side. Look at Mr. Zhang’s clothes, obviously the right side is neater, because he only notices the right side. The watch is not expensive, excluding the factor of showing off, then the sleeves are folded to make it easier to read the watch. So the reason why he can’t see the time is because he ignores half of the world and can’t see the watch, which is consistent with the damage to the upper parietal gyrus. Just by looking at his hairstyle, we can tell that this happened suddenly, and if we ask him if he has fallen or hit his head recently, we can come to this bold guess. Finally, use the embroidery on your clothes to confirm After this guess, there is actually a simpler method, draw a circle on the paper and ask the gentleman to fill in the numbers, so that he can fill in the twelve numbers on the right clock face.”

Zhang Yuanyuan asked subconsciously, “Then why don’t you use this method?”

Song said, “He can’t realize the problem by using this method.”

Zhang Yuanyuan felt ashamed for thinking too much for that second, and quickly and simply treated Song Song. But feel adored.

[End of This Chapter]