Chapter 186

"I... I can't accept the touch of the opposite sex. I will convulse until I faint."

After a word, Fu Shuang's face turned red, like a cooked shrimp.

Zhang Ping stared in shock and muttered, "this... What is the sequelae?"

Fu Shuang only felt a bang and his whole head exploded.

The doctor is really. If you don't know, you don't know. Why do you say it!

It was a big embarrassment.

After a while, the doctor coughed twice, cleared his throat and asked, "Miss Fu, do you have anything else to say? Please describe the condition in detail as much as possible so that I can summarize and analyze."

Fu Shuang thought carefully and added a few points. He told the basic situation in detail, but didn't mention the stubble of resurrection.

Zhang Ping took notes while listening. Finally, he nodded and said, "Miss Fu, I have recorded your situation. But to be honest, I have encountered this situation for the first time and need to make a good analysis. Why don't we come here first today and inform you as soon as I integrate the treatment plan? What do you think?"

Fu Shuang nodded: "please, Doctor Zhang."

She bowed solemnly to Zhang Ping and stood up to say goodbye.

"Oh, by the way, Dr. Zhang, most of you will ask you later. Don't tell him."

Zhang Ping nodded and glanced at the ceiling: "don't worry."

Miss Fu looked very cautious, but how could she expect that there would be something he Shao in Chengdu wanted to know?

Just before she came, the room had been monitored.

He Xian, who was watching the monitoring with relish, heard Fu Shuang's advice and drew a proud and somewhat sarcastic smile from the corners of his mouth.

No wonder the girl is scratching her heart and liver looking for a psychologist. It turned out to be a big deal.

Nothing else matters. The key is the sequelae.

Can't accept the touch of the opposite sex, tut! what do you mean?

Together with Xu muzhou, he has been a monk, living a life of pure heart and few desires?

He Zhuzi's bones were rolling around, and he secretly had a small abacus in his heart.

Seeing that Fu Shuang was about to come out, he immediately ran to the aisle first, smoking a cigarette without a mouthful.

Fu Shuang pushed the door out and planted his head, listless, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

He Xian met her with a cigarette in his mouth, spit smoke on her face, and said with a smile: "sister Shuang, it's better so soon?"

Fu Shuang looked up at him, frowned, raised her hand and fanned the smoke twice, full of impatience.

He Xian raised his eyebrows and pouted: "OK, OK, I won't smoke, I won't smoke."

Then he threw half of the cigarette on the ground and ran it out with his toes.

"What's next?"

Fu Shuang was very interested: "go to work."

"Ah? Now go back to work?"

"Anyway, there's nothing else to do." Fu Shuang shrugged. "If you don't want to go, play by yourself. I have to go back to the company."

Hexian stared at her and replied after a while: "then go, I don't want to go today."

"Oh, then take care of yourself and I'll go."

Fu Shuang lowered her head and stuffy entered the elevator.

She walked with her front feet, and he Xian got into Zhang Ping's room with her back feet.

Although he heard the conversation clearly, he was a layman after all. With all his doubts, he still had to find a professional to answer it.

"He Shao, you're here." Zhang Ping was not surprised at all. He Xian would come at the first time.

"What's the matter with her?" He Xian asked directly without making a circle.

Although Zhang Ping promised Fu Shuang not to tell he Xian, the boy knows everything he should know and shouldn't know. It's meaningless to hide it again.

Besides, who can hide what heshao wants to know?

Zhang Ping shook her head and answered truthfully, "Miss Fu's situation is indeed very complicated. It's the first time I've seen her in more than 20 years. According to the current situation, she should not only have psychological problems, but also be mentally bad."

"You mean she's mentally ill, too?" prominent stared.

Zhang Ping neither affirmed nor denied. He said tactfully, "her mental state is a little chaotic. Maybe, as she said, she can't distinguish reality from illusion."

He Xian frowned and muttered, "isn't mental illness contagious?"

"If there is no problem with the information you provided me, it is Miss Fu's mental state. Maybe she has seen those bad scenes somewhere, maybe she has seen horror novels or horror movies, or even just had a terrible dream, but she is so impressed and frightened that she subconsciously thinks that those things are true Yes. "

He Xian frowned and listened. The more he listened, the more confused he became.

"Is that true or false?"

"Of course it's false. If those things really happened, wouldn't she have died with a big stomach?"

He Xian nodded dully: "Oh, that's right."

After a pause, he suddenly remembered that Fu Shuang had told him before that Gu Qingzi and Chen Haoran had killed her, but he thought she was drunk and talking nonsense.

Even now, he Xian still doesn't believe it, but he can really feel that Fu Shuang's psychological pressure is greater than she showed, and she has been tortured by the shadow.

"That sequela..."

Zhang Ping hurriedly said, "you heard him, Miss Fu. She is now... There are obstacles in that regard."

He Xian's heart was heavy. Zhang Ping almost couldn't help laughing.

There are obstacles in that area. Doesn't that mean she's incompetent?

He knew for the first time that women could get the disease.

"Is there any cure?"

Zhang Ping thought that he Xian asked whether the obstacles in that area could be cured. He hesitated before answering: "if the psychological obstacles can be solved, the physiological problems should be solved."

He Xian knew that he would be wrong, but he didn't bother to say more. He only said faintly: "you try your best to help her treat, and I won't treat you badly."

"Thank you, heshao. I'll do my best."

When he walked out of Zhang Ping's room, he Xian jumped out.

The sky was overcast, the windows were open in the corridor, and the wind poured in, wet and hot.

He Xian felt very happy, just like winning the grand prize.

Tut, why are you so happy?

Contrary to Hexian's happiness, Fu Shuang was depressed badly.

Although Zhang Ping looks very reliable, his expression will become more and more dignified when she tells her illness.

I'm afraid the expert He Xian found may not be able to solve her problem.

Fu Shuang was very upset. She drove around aimlessly. When she saw the traffic lights, she turned right and made several turns. She didn't know where she had gone.

It's almost time to get off work. Fu Shuang hasn't come back yet.

Xu muzhou called her to ask where she was and whether she would like to come back for dinner.

The phone was dialed out, but the other party turned it off.