Chapter 566 psychological counseling

Fortunately, after the man broke free from Ji Ke Xin's grasp, he didn't do anything to Ji Ke Xin, and only coldly glanced at her before turning around to leave. Not long after, that tall figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Ji Ke Xin, however, was truly terrified. What exactly happened to his brother? In the past, I didn't mind saying that he behaved strangely. After all, he knew my sister, and he also knew that there were parents at home.

However, his current appearance really couldn't be only described as weird anymore. He don't know me, he don't know me

Because of what happened just now, Ji Ke Xin's heart was unable to calm down for a long time.

After what happened just now, Ji Ke Xin didn't want to stay outside for a moment longer. She quickly got on the car, and now, the thing she wanted to do the most was to go home.

When Ji Ke Xin returned home, she saw his parents who were still fuming and did not dare to say what happened just now. She was afraid that it would cause panic and cause them to worry. However, she felt that this matter was not ordinary. What should she do?

Ji Ke Xin casually dealt with her mother's questions. Her heart was filled with doubts, as well as confusion as to what she should do.

As expected, Ji Hao Chuan still had not come home tonight. Ji Ke Xin's mother started to nag again in In the living room, she did not forget to remind Ji Ke Xin to go to Ji Hao Chuan's company again tomorrow to persuade his brother back.

Ji Ke Xin casually replied Yes. At the moment, he didn't have any spare thought to bother with her mother at all. There were even more important matters, his brother Ji Hao Chuan's matters were always bothering him, waiting for her to find a way to resolve it.

Ji Ke Xin locked herself in her room and started to search for related information on the internet.

Suddenly, he didn't know the people around him, or perhaps he had lost a portion of his memories. Strange cases appeared one after another on the internet, Ji Ke Xin patiently looked at each report. He carefully searched for the most similar example of his brother's condition, but unfortunately, he could not find any similar case.

However, after her own investigation, she discovered that her brother seemed to have some sort of mental illness, so Ji Ke Xin called a few psychological clinics and made an appointment with the doctors there, wanting to consult them tomorrow.

He was waiting for the results of tomorrow's psychological counseling, but Ji Ke Xin, who was lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep no matter what. Her mind was filled with her last chance to see her brother, so how could he be so terrifying? Ji Ke Xin felt a chill down her spine. Finally, she slowly fell asleep amidst fear and doubt.

The next morning, Ji Ke Xin quickly finished her breakfast and rushed out to the heart clinic she had booked for the day before for consultation.

Ji Ke Xin's appointment had been arranged to be at the last place. Ji Ke Xin asked the doctor what time the consultation would be, and since the doctor also didn't know, he didn't dare to leave on his own accord.

When it was Ji Ke Xin's turn to consult him, it was almost noon. When Ji Ke Xin walked into the consultation room, the therapist was a little surprised to see her, "Eh? How could such a young girl have a mental illness? "Look at that worried expression, is he suffering from depression? He's so young, pitiful and pitiful."

The doctor was muttering to himself, but he did not control his voice, so Ji Ke Xin heard him. It was just that Ji Ke Xin was in a rush, and could not be bothered with the doctor.

"Doctor, I want to consult with you about a symptom." Ji Ke Xin said.

"Are you unwilling to take the initiative to interact with others? Are you in a vile and irritable state of mind? You will often consider some unpleasant things …" As expected, the doctor treated Ji Ke Xin as a patient and then professionally spoke out some on-the-spot manifestations of depression.

Ji Ke Xin replied succinctly: "No."

The doctor raised his head, stared at Ji Ke Xin, and then asked suspiciously: "Aren't you asking about the symptoms of depression?"

Depression? Ji Ke Xin finally realised that tshe doctor had treated her as a patient with mental illness. "Doctor, I'm not here to consult with you about depression, I'm not here for myself, I'm here for me, brother," he explained. Ji Ke Xin hesitated for a moment, but she still said it out loud.

"Oh? "Then tell me, what kind of strange behavior does your brother have?" The doctor was a little surprised, but then began to inquire seriously.

"My brother is usually very gentle and polite, and he is also very fond of me and very filial. "It's just that he's been acting a bit strange lately. Sometimes, he's different. His behavior, clothes, etc. His personality is completely different too. He might even not know his surroundings." Ji Ke Xin thought back to what happened last night and felt a little sad.

It feels like a mental illness, not the heart's cause, but it doesn't rule out the possibility. I suggest that we bring him here directly to consult with him.

The doctor did not judge, only suspected that it was a mental illness. Finally, the suggestion is that it is better to bring me directly to the clinic, so that the diagnosis of the disease will be more accurate.

After hearing the doctor's judgement, Ji Ke Xin was even more afraid that his own brother might have a mental illness. What should he do after this?

Right now, Ji Ke Xin was facing another huge problem. How could she think of a way to make her brother come here to seek medical treatment? In order to determine whether or not his brother was mentally ill, Ji Ke Xin had to think of a way to have him come here for a doctor. Ji Ke Xin started to think about this matter again.

And in the office of the CEO, Huo Jing Yan was currently discussing something with a few other people.

The private investigator that Huo Jing Yan hired earlier also got some clues. They saw the last place where An Xin disappeared from that night through the car's driving recorder.

Based on the image inside, the clothes were thrown into the dustbin from the carriage, which meant that An Xin who was still alive at that time might still be in the carriage, but she might not be in the carriage.

Unfortunately, those detectives followed the clues and arrived at the location indicated by the driving recorder. The hair really was An Xin's clothes, but there were no other clues. Or was it because the car didn't have a license plate and couldn't continue further investigation?