Chapter 686 Familiar aroma

Ji Linbai smelled the fragrance in the air that hadn't dissipated, and remembered that Ruan Chu often sprayed the perfume made by Gu Yang in the past, and suddenly asked: "Yangyang, is that the perfume you made yourself?"

"Yes." Gu Yang nodded, noticing that Ji Linbai used "yes", raised his eyebrows: "You have also smelled the perfume I made at my cousin's place, right?"

When Ruan Chu was mentioned, Ji Lin's white eyes were a little gentle, "Yes. Chu Chu said that the bottle of perfume is called Chaoyang. It smells very pleasant, and it also helped her a lot at the time.

The bottle of perfume you gave Duran just now seems to have a similar effect? "

Gu Yang was not surprised that Ji Linbai could see it, and he didn't hide it, "The fragrance and medicine have the same origin. I don't like to use medicine directly, I prefer to use some natural and harmless methods, through visual, auditory and olfactory stimulation, to subtly achieve the purpose of treatment .

Of course, urgent matters should be followed. If the condition is urgent, it is still necessary to take medicine to control the condition quickly. "

Ji Linbai listened carefully. He also had contact with many experts and professors from the Huaguo Psychological Society, and knew that many people have their own treatment preferences.

However, it is indeed rare for someone like Gu Yang to be so proficient in other aspects in order to treat mental illness.

He brought up Ruan Chu's bottle of Chaoyang not only because he wanted to discuss academic issues with Gu Yang, but also because he had a doubt that had been hidden for a long time.

Ji Lin's white eyes were dimly lit, and he asked, "I heard from Chuchu that you designed that bottle of Chaoyang just for her? You only adjusted it for her?"

"Of course. It is specially formulated according to my cousin's personal situation, and it works best for her. I will not give the same perfume to different people."

"Then have you ever mixed a perfume with similar curative effect?"

"No."

Gu Yang paused, looked at Ji Linbai suddenly, and asked, "Where did Doctor Ji smell a perfume similar to Chaoyang?"

Ji Linbai was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that he was inquiring sideways, and in front of a master of psychology like Gu Yang, there was nothing like three hundred taels of silver here.

Seeing Ji Linbai's thoughts, Gu Yang looked innocent and spread his hands helplessly: "I didn't spy on your mind, it was because you were too obvious. But it's not a big deal, you can just ask if you want to know."

Ji Linbai: "Sorry, I'm just curious. The first time I smell Chaoyang, I feel familiar."

"Familiar?" Gu Yang was thoughtful, but also a little curious: "I have never made a perfume similar to Chaoyang. I don't know where you smelled it?"

Seeing that Ji Linbai's expression was a bit wrong, Gu Yang asked, "Is it not convenient to disclose it?"

"No, I don't remember where I smelled it."

Ji Linbai tried his best to recall, but he couldn't remember it, and finally concluded: "Maybe I smelled it by chance at some time, and I think it's special, so I'm impressed."

He closed his eyes and described the fragrance in his impression: "Actually, the fragrance is completely different, but it gives people a warm feeling, which makes people feel warm all over. This is something I have never felt in other perfumes."

Gu Yang suddenly asked: "Have you lost your memory?"

Ji Linbai was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "How is this possible? My family has been practicing medicine for generations, and the elders in the family are also experts in all fields of medicine. How could it make me lose my memory?"

Gu Yang could tell that Ji Linbai was telling the truth.

She nodded, thinking: Yes, the Ji family in Beijing is a family of medicine, even if Ji Linbai had some accident that caused amnesia, there are so many capable people in the family, he can be cured.

No matter how bad it is, the amnesia is irreversible, and Ji Linbai will be informed.

It doesn't make sense. Ji Linbai has no impression at all.

(end of this chapter)