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Chapter 111 Want to Hypnotize

Lan Jing raised his eyebrows, poured water into the bathtub expressionlessly, Lin Shao still stood by the door uneasy, hesitant to speak, Lan Jing turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"...No." Lin slightly withdrew and gently closed the door for him.

He has a sensitive mind and can easily feel the subtle emotional changes of others.

He caught the flash of disappointment in Lan Jing's eyes just now, but Cong Lang explained in advance that if Lan Jing asked, he would say that he was not here these two days.

Lin Shao is a person with a high level of self-cultivation, he knows what he should not ask, but he still couldn't help asking Cong Lang why.

He didn't know why the two broke up, but he could tell that Cong Lang still cared about Lan Jing.

Cong Lang didn't speak for a while, cigarettes were held between his fingertips, and the contours of his facial features were hidden in the haze. After a long silence, he said, "Since we broke up, don't give people unfounded hopes."

Lan Jing took a shower very quickly, and jumped out of the bathroom after drying his hair in 10 minutes. When he ran to the closet to find clothes, he found a hanging bottle beside the bed.

Lan Jing lowered his head and took a look, there was a faint blue spot on the back of his hand.

He remembered that in his dream, he seemed to hear someone holding his hand and telling him not to move.

Lan Jing curled up his fingertips, stretched out his hand and randomly pulled out a sweater and trousers from the cabinet and put them on, then tried his best to make a relaxed smile in front of the dressing mirror, turned and went back to the living room.

He first expressed his gratitude to the people present for their concern for him, and then confessed that he has something to go out now, and he will make an appointment to invite them to dinner in the future.

Lin slightly put the cooked porridge on the table, "Then let's go, remember to eat something before going out."

Lan Jing nodded with a smile, Cong Lang, Shang Shaodong and Shen Bai got up at the same time.

"If you have something to call, Xiaoshao and I can do it." Shang Shaodong seemed to have a grudge against Lan Jing, and said indifferently.

Lan Jing let out a cry, he was very close to Cong Lang, when the other party was about to leave, he moved his hand, wanting to hold the other party and ask whether those were dreams or real?

But Cong Lang's gaze was not on him from the beginning to the end, and the expression on his face was also calm and indifferent. Lan Jing's hand stretched halfway and did not move forward, and the other party's cuff brushed past his fingertips.

How could this person come to take care of him if he was being affectionate again?

Lan Jing felt that he was a little ridiculous. For a few seconds before, he even doubted the authenticity of Lin Shao's words.

There is only one guest left in the room, Jindao.

Lan Jing stared at him for a moment, then Jin Dao sighed, "He still doesn't want you?"

Lan Jing, "..." This man really doesn't know which pot to open and which pot to carry.

"I thought you didn't want to play suicide." Jin Dao said.

Lan Jing sat down indifferently, took a sip of the soft vegetable porridge with the bowl in his hand, and his throbbing stomach finally felt better.

"If you stay here to make fun of me, get lost."

With a good temper, Jin Dao ignored his impoliteness, took out an invitation card from his pocket and put it on the table, "A little star asked me to bring it to you."

After speaking, he stood up and left with his backpack on his back.

Lan Jing opened the invitation and took a look. Inside was an invitation letter written by Yan Kun in dog crawling characters, saying that he was going to hold a concert in the stadium of C City, and he would invite Lan Jing to come and see it. He also said that with this invitation letter , You can sit in the best position in the infield.

At the end of the invitation, Yan Kun drew a small heart with colored pens, like the secret thoughts of young people.

Lan Jing threw the post aside, drank the porridge in two or three bites, grabbed his coat and went out.

As he expected, grandma didn't let him see grandpa.

Lan Jing didn't force his way to provoke them, he stood outside, from his perspective, he could see the hospital bed inside through the narrow transparent glass on the door.

But because the distance was too far, the old man was lying under the thick quilt, looking very weak and thin, while the old woman was sitting beside the hospital bed, her back hunched, staring dully at her wife.

There is warm light in the ward, which always gives people the illusion of being together warmly.

However, Lan Jing was hurt by the eyeballs pierced by the picture. Grandpa's condition is very bad. He may be very clear in his heart. In fact, when Lan Zhuo's life ends, the lives of these two lonely old people may also enter the countdown. .

They lost their only son, daughter-in-law, and their only grandson.

Lan Jing knew that he signed a letter of commitment to give up treatment, but what he had to bear might be three lives.

The doctors in the nursing home are not good at the cardiovascular field, and the attending physician suggested that Lan Jing transfer the old man to another hospital.

In addition to the city's No. [-] Hospital, Aihua Hospital's technology in this area is very authoritative, and the old man also lived there. Lan Jing followed the advice and contacted Shen Bai.

All the transfer matters were still handled by Shen Bai. The old couple were very grateful to this caring doctor. Without much trouble, Shen Bai persuaded the old lady to transfer his wife to another hospital.

Lan Jing invited Shen Bai to dinner, and thanked him face to face. I don't know if he was drinking a little too much at the time, or he just couldn't bear the reality, so he asked Shen Bai, "Do you know a psychiatrist?"

Shen Bai Jiacai's hands stopped, "May I take the liberty to ask first, what kind of psychological counseling do you want?"

"Well, hypnosis..." Lan Jing paused while propping his forehead, "Hypnosis can make people forget certain memories."

Shen Bai looked at him in surprise. In fact, in his limited knowledge of Lan Jing, he felt that Lan Jing was a person with strong endurance. To what extent would people want to forget the pain through this way?

Of course, it is also possible that he thinks highly of Lan Jing.

"I do know a few experts who are very powerful in this area, but Lan Jing..." Shen Bai pondered for a while and said, "If you want to get results from this kind of treatment, the hypnotized person must unconditionally turn his heart to The hypnotist opens up and completely trusts the other party and dares to hand everything over to the other party, can you do it?"

Shen Bai continued, "Moreover, hypnosis won't really make you forget anything. Even if it succeeds, it will only help you suppress the things you want to forget in your subconscious. Maybe in the future, under any stimulation, you will When you think about it, you will only suffer more."

Lan Jing was stunned by the long speech that Shen Bai finished in one breath.

He felt really a little drunk to ask such a stupid question.

Not to mention that he can't trust anyone at all. When he was a soldier, he had received special training in this area, and his mind was much firmer than ordinary people. How could it be possible for others to tamper with his memory.

"Ugh--"

Really stupid|forced.

Lan Jing waved his hand and sighed, "I just said nonsense, just pretend you didn't hear."

"you……"

"What am I?" Lan Jing picked up the cup and took a sip of the cool drink in disguise, looking at Shen Bai who was looking at him with probing eyes and said happily, "You think I'm looking for me?"

"No," he waved his hand and said with an exaggerated smile, "Isn't this the old man and the old lady who can't bear the pain of losing their grandson, I wonder if I can give him two amnesia or something, don't remember, maybe the illness will heal gone."