Knock knock!

　　"Come in."

Jiu Wen Long pushed open the door and walked into the doctor's room.

Sitting on the other side of the table, was a middle-aged male doctor, clad in a white coat, topped with a sparse and incomparable Mediterranean-like head, that is, a bald acme, haha, at first glance, it was a symbol of having wisdom.

　　Nine Wenlong sat down on the chair, the doctor leisurely opened his mouth:

　　"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

　　"I have nothing wrong with me."

　　"There's nothing wrong with you why are you here?"

"I don't have any problems, but I have a friend who has a very serious mental illness."

　　The doctor smiled at this and smoothed a few hairs from the top of his head:

　　"That friend you're talking about, it wouldn't be yourself, would it?"

　　So he replied seriously, "No, it's really a friend."

"OK, then tell me what you have ...... not, that friend of yours, what's wrong with him? What are the specific symptoms?"

　　"This may be a little difficult to describe ......"

　　The doctor laughed, "Then think of yourself as that friend and actually act out with me."

　　He looked at the doctor oddly for a few moments, and after a few moments of tussling, he nodded helplessly.

　　Thereupon, Jiu Wenlong slowly stood up from his seat and

　　walked straight to the doctor as he watched.

　　He extended his hand and

　　buried the middle-aged doctor's head into his own embrace, the

　　his other hand gently stroked the few remaining hairs on the doctor's head.

　　With kindness in his eyes, he

　　He said softly:

　　"My good big child, father finally found you!"

Doctor: "............"

For the next ten minutes, Jiu Wen Long used the thesis technique he had learned all his life, spitballing and explaining to the doctor that it really wasn't him who was sick, and avoided being forced to be hospitalized outright.

　　"So, that friend of yours sees everything like he sees his own child?"

　　"Yes!"

　　"And cried for a long time?"

　　"Cried all the time."

　　"And liked to sit in the yard and tell stories to the vases and benches?"

　　"That's right."

　　"How's sleep?"

　　"She doesn't sleep."

"......"

　　The doctor frowned, "This friend of yours, she's very sick! I strongly suggest you bring her to our hospital and hospitalize her."

"Her case is rather special, there is no hospitalization." He said helplessly.

Naturally, he couldn't tell the truth, if he really told the doctor that the Goddess of Darkness, Nyx, was the patient and was living in the mental hospital in his mind, then he himself would be getting a hospitalization order soon.

The doctor was in a difficult situation, after thinking about it, his hands began to type on the keyboard, "If you can't be hospitalized, then you can only rely on medication first, I'll prescribe you a few pairs of medicines, you go back and give them to her, and if her condition doesn't get better then make sure to send her to the institution."

　　Jiu Wen Long's expression became even more difficult.

　　Can medicines in reality be brought to the mind?

He didn't know, but he felt that even if it was brought in, the medicines that mortals used to cure their illnesses might not be able to have an effect on the gods and goddesses ac.

　　"Doctor, besides taking medicine, is there any other way to cure it?"

The doctor pondered for a moment and slowly spoke, "This symptom of your friend, belongs to severe delusion, I've seen a lot of this kind of patients, before there was a man who loved his wife very much, and then she died in a car accident, and he often talked to the air, imagining that his wife was still by his side."

"This kind of disease is mostly due to having suffered great mental trauma and subconsciously rejecting reality, thus creating a false sense of 'she's still around' for themselves."

　　"If you can start from the perspective of the cause of the disease and give some treatment psychologically, you may also get better, but without the aid of medication, it's very, very difficult."

"Drugs and psychotherapy, these two go hand in hand, you know what I mean?"

　　He nodded.

To start from the perspective of the cause of the onset of the disease?...... But he did not know anything about Nyx's past at all, there was no way to start ah!

It seemed that more preparation was needed.

　He didn't go to pay the fee to get the medicine, since the reality of the medicine couldn't work on the god in his head, there was no need for him to spend the money.

And ...... these medicines are too expensive❗.

Still, the trip to the asylum was worth it, at least it gave him a break.

To enlighten Nyx from a psychological point of view, and to do that, he had to know her well enough.

　　So, he went to the Cangnan City Library.

......

In front of the middle school.

　　"Eh look, who is that uncle?"

　　"I don't know, I guess it's one of the parents."

　　"I saw him when I entered the school gate at around seven in the morning."

"I saw it too, he was wearing a pair of sunglasses in the morning, wearing a shirt, holding a cup of coffee leaning against the wall, and I thought he was quite handsome at that time."

　　"Then why is he like a beggar now? The eyes are all red."

　　"You guys say, he wouldn't have stayed from morning until now, right?"

　　"No way, it's almost ten o'clock now."

"Who knows, oh yeah, did you guys hear that two students were killed last night when they came home from school!"

　　"Really?"

　　"Of course it's true, I heard ......"

　　"......"

On the opposite side of the road from the school entrance, a forlorn man is sitting there alone, next to the cigarette butts all over the ground, his back under the streetlight is indescribably sad.

Zhao Kongcheng flicked the cigarette in his hand, how can he think can not figure out where the problem is.

He squatted from six o'clock in the morning until ten o'clock in the evening, people are sunburned silly, has not seen the boy's silhouette.

Obviously last night saw is the second middle school uniform ah!

　　Could it be that this kid guessed that he was going to come to block him and directly did not come?

Fuck ...... ass are sitting in pain.

Zhao Kongcheng propped his hands on the ground, slowly got up, pretended not to carelessly patted the dust on his pants, and began to move his hands and feet.

　　Just at this time, the corner of his eye suddenly saw, on the other side of the road, a teenager in civilian clothes is carrying a few books slowly and leisurely walking ......

　　That guy, it is a bit similar to that kid's body type ah ......

　　A little ......

　　Uh-huh?

　　Zhao Kongcheng froze and blinked hard.

　　Crap!

　　Whoosh--!

Without saying a word, Zhao Kongcheng looked like a gust of wind darting directly towards the teenager, both eyes red and with a ferocious look!

However, when he was roughly twenty meters away from the teenager, the teenager seemed to have sensed something, his body shook, and he similarly pulled out his legs and ran!

The two of them just ran wildly down the street one after the other!

　　Jiu Wen Long really wanted to slap himself twice, why did he pick this road when there are so many roads to take!

Now it's good, yesterday just let others pigeon, and now they are fucking chasing over!

　　Although his speed wasn't slow, but compared to Zhao Kongcheng, it was still a lot worse, and in a few seconds he was caught up by Zhao Kongcheng.

　　Zhao Empyrean City viciously yanked on his shoulder and sneered twice.

　　"Kid, we meet again!"

　　He only turned his head stiffly and cocked his head:

　　"Who are you?