Chapter 45 Psychological Therapy Is... a Love?
Facing the gazes of the two, Meng Fu was not afraid at all, still smiling. Probably because the psychiatrist has been working for a long time, has seen many patients, and experienced all kinds of people and things, and his mentality has become calm. So Meng Fu saw Ji Mianzhu with a shocked expression, and Jiang Lian with a solemn expression behind Ji Mianzhu, but he didn't have a big reaction.
Big people don't want to show their bad side to the public, he still knows.
Meng Fu even drank a sip of the hot tea prepared by the butler, and stretched out his hand to stroke the folds on the white lab coat. With a leisurely manner, he smiled and said, "Don't you intend to sit over?"
Ji Mianzhu then recovered.
He sat tremblingly opposite Meng Fu, and when he sat down, the words the other party had just said were still echoing in his mind, and he was confused.
What about love?
No, this Meng Fu made a special trip just to care whether he was in a relationship or not?
Is this reasonable?
Ji Mianzhu frowned as he looked at Meng Fu, who was on the opposite side. Seeing that he was drinking tea slowly, he hadn't said a word since that sentence. He was wearing a clean white coat. When people get along, they are not as comfortable as the same age as the old man said. It was probably due to the unequal identity and information. On the contrary, he also felt that the other party was a little unpredictable to him. Thinking that the original owner had an unknown mental illness, and that Doctor Meng had left behind an unclear psychological treatment before he left last time, Ji Mianzhu felt even more overwhelmed.
But he didn't dare to speak rashly, for fear of revealing something when he said it, so he had to sit there pretending to be unpredictable, clasping his hands on his stomach, like a lazy boss, in fact, he was panicking. Get a batch.
Meng Fu was still holding the teacup and didn't want to speak, Ji Mianzhu's eyes couldn't help but start to flicker. With this chaotic glance, he immediately felt that there was a strong gaze on their side, with a sharp-edged feeling that could not be ignored. Ji Mian's heart froze, and her eyes searched around. Finally, at the entrance, she saw Jiang Lian, who was slowly coming in with his brows narrowed.
His alertness dropped immediately.
Jiang Lian didn't seem to have any intention of coming here. He was very obedient and didn't interrupt their conversation. He just nodded towards Ji Mianzhu and swept over. Ji Mianzhu, who opened his lips and was about to say something, immediately closed his mouth, but his eyes were still glued to Jiang Lian's body for a while.
"How is Mr. Ji feeling recently?"
Meng Fu, who was opposite, seemed to notice that Ji Mianzhu was deserting. He finally finished tasting the tea and put down the teacup and said softly. Ji Mianzhu's attention was pulled back, and the focus in his mind was immediately changed from Jiang Lian to the so-called psychological treatment that Meng Fu had mentioned last time. He quickly regained his expression and became inscrutable.
Ji Mianzhu also took a sip of tea and replied briefly, "It's not bad."
Although he lost the battle with Jiang Lian before, Ji Mianzhu still deeply understands the self-consciousness of being a boss. There is momentum.
Sure enough, Meng Fu was stunned.
He froze for a moment, then smiled again.
"Since President Ji said this, then I can rest assured. It seems that the effect of the treatment is okay."
Ji Mianzhu nodded reservedly after hearing the words, and said nothing.
Seeing this, Meng Fu couldn't help but glance at Ji Mianzhu.
He saw that Ji Mianzhu replied obediently, and the temperament around him was much less gloomy than before, and it became clear and smooth and pleasant. It was expected that the effect of the previously prescribed course of treatment was not bad, Meng Fu was immediately relieved, his complexion became more gentle, and even the aura that he usually practiced to calm the difficult patients was taken away.
After all, as a gloomy boss in a high-ranking position, this Prince Ji is in charge of the huge Ji family. He must have accumulated a lot of negative emotions at work. In addition, his childhood was unhappy, which made him taciturn and closed. temperament, which is even more difficult to disentangle. Negative forces accumulated more and more in his heart, overwhelmed the last bit of conscience in his heart, made him violent, reflected in the outside world and was perceived by people, and finally formed the paranoid president of Ji's family.
It is naturally unhealthy to keep negative emotions accumulated in the heart, but Ji Mianzhu is unwilling to release it by himself, so at this time, there is a need for a sweetheart to help the gloomy boss open his heart.
The most effective way to open your heart is of course to fall into a sweet love, and it is best to heal the old wounds together. This is also the calculus that Meng Fu had planned before.
Ji Mianzhu can be said to be the most difficult patient he has ever seen. He has a high status and is not easy to deal with. His temperament is also uncertain. Fortunately, the current treatment seems to be showing some good signs, Meng Fu expressed great relief.
He smiled and said, "Mr. Ji, do you have any problems with your relationship? Maybe I can help you out."
Meng Fu just asked casually, but Ji Mianzhu was immediately stunned. Surrounded by the word love, there is no turning around, full of question marks.
When did he fall in love? ? !
Seeing the serious expression on Meng Fu's face, Ji Mianzhu suddenly remembered the words the other party said when he entered the door. He also asked him if he was in a relationship or something. Combined with Meng Fu's identity and the other party's purpose of visiting the door twice, Ji Mianzhu had an idea in his heart, which made him tremble.
The treatment plan prescribed by Dr. Meng to the original owner was not just to fall in love, right?
What a simple and rude treatment plan!
No wonder the original owner was so unhappy.
Also, be a good boss, you are always in contact with cold numbers and money, and you have to cooperate with hundreds of billions of dollars every day. Want to know will not agree.
The boss should concentrate on his career, love and everything are floating clouds, and a man will only affect the efficiency of his work!
Moreover, the problem is the original owner, and he has no hidden mental illness.
Ji Mianzhu was very disdainful in her heart, but she still had to maintain a good attitude to fool Dr. Meng over, making herself look like she was really into it, as if she had fallen into a sweet love, and she was all over her head. With pink bubbles, sweet and satisfying. He smiled slightly at Meng Fu, and a few words passed over the question vaguely.
"I'm sorry to bother Dr. Meng, I don't have any problems in this regard." It
means that I understand very well, so don't ask!
It's just that Meng Fu's voiceover is destined to be inaudible. Seeing Ji Mianzhu's answer, Meng Fu nodded and seemed to understand. Just when Ji Mianzhu let out a sigh of relief, Meng Fu suddenly said again, "Does your lover know about you, Mr. Ji?"
"Ah?" Ji Mianzhu was stunned, facing Meng Fu's gentle words His gaze, he reacted in an instant, and in order to cover up his gaffe, he began to make up his non-existent lover, making hype: "Doctor Meng, you're right, the one from my family is very caring and caring for me. Now, every day to ask for warmth..."
Jiang Lian's complexion suddenly sank, who had not walked far.
While listening to what Ji Mianzhu said not far away, he helped the housekeeper to slowly wipe the wine glass in his hand, his brows and eyes condensed, as if he was not holding a delicate wine glass, but a bloody wine glass. Like a sword.
The butler next to him couldn't help but turn his head to look at him.
Jiang Lian still didn't raise his eyes, and wiped the outer wall of the wine glass with a clean silk cloth. After a long time, he opened his mouth lowly and asked the housekeeper, "...Does Mr. Ji usually have someone he likes?"
Although he watched closely and wanted to stay one step away, he did not rule out that there would be some unsightly eyes. Crazy Bee Lang Die coveted the person he liked, and asked for warmth when he saw the needle. Even though he knew intellectually that this was impossible, emotionally, Jiang Lian couldn't control himself from thinking about it.
When he thought that Ji Mianzhu might smile brightly at others, he couldn't control the tyranny in his heart. He wanted that person to disappear forever and Ji Mianzhu to look at him forever.
Jiang Lian squeezed the silk cloth, and the knuckles were slightly white.
The voice of the conversation on the other side of the living room was not deliberately suppressed, and the housekeeper could naturally hear it. Seeing Jiang Lian suddenly ask this sentence, and thinking about it in combination with the faint chatter over there, the butler quickly realized the problem.
He couldn't help bending his eyes, and the folds at the corners of his eyes became more obvious.
The housekeeper didn't look at Jiang Lian, but continued the wiping action on his hands, inadvertently said: "Young master is actually a very clean and pure person, don't look at him like this on the surface, but in fact, he is still very pure. Pure When I grow up, I haven't held hands with anyone yet, so what Young Master Jiang asked just now doesn't exist."
He finished speaking in one breath, and said silently in his heart: Young Master, I can only help you here.
The housekeeper worked hard for the happiness of his young master.
Jiang Lian fell into contemplation after hearing this, and wiped the wine glass more slowly.
...clean and pure?
It seems to be the case, but it is precisely because of this that it is more attractive.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lian raised his eyes and glanced at the living room.
In the living room, Ji Mianzhu was still blowing, as if there was such a person. Meng Fu's expression gradually changed from gratification to suspicion. He looked at Ji Mianzhu who was eloquent and doubtful, wondering if the other party was really like this. A sweet and sweet lover. In other words, doubt whether the other party really received the treatment as he said.
After a long time, Ji Mianzhu breathed a sigh of relief and stopped, and elegantly picked up some cold tea on the table to moisten his throat.
Meng Fu cautiously looked at Ji Mianzhu, who was facing him, and saw that he had returned to his normal state in a blink of an eye, and turned into a familiar look. Meng Fu thought for a moment, and his expression quickly changed from suspicion to sympathy.
Mr. Ji is so excited... Could it be because he couldn't find someone?
It is also true that his gloomy and paranoid image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is true that it is difficult for anyone to approach.
The more Meng Fu thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He even ignored the change in Ji Mianzhu at first, and just regarded it as his own delusion.
He couldn't help sighing secretly.
Forget it, don't irritate others, let's take your time for treatment or something.
Thinking of this, Meng Fu thoughtfully said to Ji Mianzhu, "Mr. Ji, I am disturbing you today. Regarding the follow-up treatment, I hope you can continue to maintain it. I will visit again in a while."
Ji Mianzhu was overjoyed . , repeatedly agreed, completely ignoring the sympathy in Meng Fu's eyes before he left.
Watching the other party disappear by the door, Ji Mianzhu sat back on the sofa and nestled in comfortably.
Cool, I finally fooled people away.
He thought about closing his eyes and resting for a while. Just when his eyes had just closed, a familiar and deep and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in front of him. At the same time, Ji Mianzhu also felt his chest being pressed by a hand. came up. He couldn't help opening his eyes.
What caught his eyes was Jiang Lian's well-behaved appearance with his eyes down. A handsome and flawless face magnified in front of him, which was very impactful. The impact made Ji Mianzhu froze on the spot, watching the other side slowly. action. Jiang Lian lightly pressed his hand on his chest, his fingertips slid gently on the buttons along the placket, and whispered beside his ear in a low, impeccable voice,
"Mr. Ji, I will help you. Take off your suit..."
"...Oh, good."
Jiang Lian felt a slight itch where his fingertips touched, and it continued to the bottom of his heart, as if his head had to follow It sinks in and becomes hazy.
It took Ji Mianzhu a long time to respond, and she stared blankly at Jiang Lian's fingertips sliding down to his waist. With a hook and a pick, the buttons were easily undone. He looked at the focused look of the other party still pursing his lips, and suddenly an unrealistic sentence popped out in his mind, which made him immediately widen his eyes in shock.
Sweet... sweet and sweet little wife? !