kiss wild rose

Chapter 59 Suicidal Tendencies
The injury on Jiang Yichen's body was actually not that serious, it looked scary, there was a long gash on his arm, the blood clots were clotted together, it was a bit difficult to clean up.

Lin Wan originally wanted to accompany Jiang Yichen to the hospital, but was called back by Ms. Li Hui on the way.

As for how Ms. Li Hui knew, it was thanks to Sister Mai.

Seeing this, Jiang Yichen also asked her to go back first. She hesitated a few times, and finally asked Rao Ziyang to help watch over, fearing that Jiang Yichen would play his temper and would not go.

"Are you talking about a girlfriend or looking for a mother?" Rao Ziyang couldn't help joking.

Jiang Yichen ignored it, turned his head to look out the window, and saw the busy traffic.

The wound on the arm was sewed with a few stitches, and the rest of the wound was disinfected and simply bandaged.

Rao Ziyang hadn't seen him with injuries for a long time, and he missed him a lot.

This grandson used to like to fight and make troubles when he was in school, and his face would be painted every now and then, but his temper has restrained a lot when he is outside the society.

Rao Ziyang was waiting for him outside with his black jacket, just in time to ask him something.

But as soon as Jiang Yichen came out, he had to take the elevator to go upstairs, making Rao Ziyang confused. Seeing him press the familiar elevator floor, he suddenly realized.

After exiting the elevator door, he patted Jiang Yichen on the shoulder: "I'm waiting for you at the end of the corridor."

Jiang Yichen responded, "Yes."

When Jiang Yichen knocked on Shen Lan's door, she was still reading the patient's medical records.

He hasn't had a follow-up visit since his visit a few months ago.

Shen Lan thought that he was really about to recover from a serious illness, so she walked out.

When I saw it again, I was a little surprised.

The last time I came here was in May, and the Sansevieria in her office was blooming fresh, but now they are almost withered.

"It seems that your psychological construction is not very good." Shen Lan said while sitting on the office chair.

If the psychological construction is good, I won't come for a review again. Isn't she talking nonsense.

Jiang Yichen put down his hand knocking on the door, walked in and found a familiar place to sit down.

Shen Lan stood up, "Still dreaming?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes were cold, "Very little."

"How do you react when you see blood?"

"I feel like throwing up," he said.

Dr. Shen raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yichen, his eyes were a little shocked.

Shen Lan asked seriously: "How long has this situation recurred?"

Jiang Yichen recalled briefly, lowering his eyes: "When I was injured yesterday."

Only then did Shen Lan notice the wound he had bandaged, so she asked, "How did it hurt?"

He rested his arms casually on both sides of the sofa, and said lightly, "I was hit."

She got up, went to the water dispenser to drink a glass of water, and stood there.

The air is extremely quiet, except for the sound of her tapping the rim of the water glass now and then, there is nothing else.

"Is your cat okay?" she asked intentionally or unconsciously.

Jiang Yichen: "Very good."

It's fine, and she's pregnant, and he's going to be a grandfather.

"Since your cat is fine, you shouldn't be in this situation." Shen Lan was a little distressed.

Jiang Yichen frowned, "What does it have to do with it?"

"Oh, come on, this cat is not that cat, I understand." Shen Lan smiled.

The two chatted without saying a word, Shen Lan calculated that the time was almost up, and then started to get down to business.

She paused before asking, "Are you suicidal like before?"

Jiang Yichen's hands trembled unconsciously, his eyes were lowered, his head was hooked, and his short hair blocked his dark and dark eyes.

"No."

Shen Lan stared straight at him, trying to find any trace of lying on the man's face.

But luckily, no.

"Do you need melatonin?"

"No need." He said lightly.

Shen Lan copied her pockets with both hands, and nodded slightly, "Okay, it's not a big problem. You have cultivated a relationship with your cat recently, which is conducive to physical and mental recovery."

After Jiang Yichen came out, he walked along the end of the corridor, and Rao Ziyang was standing by the window, breathing out clouds.

Coincidentally, every time he visits a psychiatrist, he is accompanied by Rao Ziyang, who is about to become a guardian.

When he walked over, Rao Ziyang threw the cigarette case to him, and he caught it casually.

Skillfully pouring one out of the cigarette case, I heard Rao Ziyang complain: "Look, I smoked Huazi for you, my uncle, what do you usually buy for me, Futaba, you are ashamed to give it away... "..."

Jiang Yichen lit the cigarette, only to feel the noise in his ears, and said: "Annoying."

Rao Ziyang didn't hear clearly, "What?"

"Say you're annoying!" he said impatiently.

With a cigarette in his mouth and a lighter in his hand, he fiddled with it once and for all, and the sound of the flap being closed and closed was extremely loud.There are graffiti words on it, and Pac can be vaguely seen clearly, but the 2 in front has been blurred, because his thumb always touches there habitually.

The man looked like a gangster who hadn't woken up, but he had an excellent figure and posture, standing there was a sight to behold.

After standing for a while, Rao Ziyang asked slowly, "How is it?"

"That's it." He puffed out the clouds skillfully, and the thick smoke gradually dispersed from his nasal cavity.

Rao Ziyang shook his head, twisted out the cigarette butt, and put it in the ashtray.

"Tell me something honestly, do you still send money to Cen Ying's parents every month?"

In fact, he should have thought of it a long time ago. With Jiang Yichen's talent, although he has no education, the kid's good fortune in music will not starve himself to death, and Xiaofu should be fine.

But looking at what life Jiang Yichen lived, if he didn't know from Zhong Ze that this kid still owes a loan, he would never have thought of going there.

But it's true, what kind of life did Jiang Yichen, a handsome brother, spend his days and nights on a running account, but now he can't even afford a computer, and he can't find any excuses. .

Since Rao Ziyang asked about this, he knew some details. Jiang Yichen didn't intend to hide it, but he didn't bother to say it before.

He didn't speak but admitted in disguise.

Rao Ziyang seemed to have an unknown fire in his heart, and asked: "How much do you pay every month? Your copyright fee is not enough, so you post it!"

Jiang Yichen squinted his eyes, unconsciously pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, and answered slowly after a while: "Forty thousand."

This price is not considered a high salary in a first-tier city like Beicheng, but Jiang Yichen is just a fool, eating the little copyright fees, but this master also has extremely high requirements for accommodation and food. A luxury house, a luxury car, and a dog is an expensive pick.

He didn't reach out to his parents' house to ask for it, so he could only skimp on it from other places. Those electronic equipment, limited edition, and collection keyboards were almost sold out.

Originally, he was still thinking about how Jiang Yichen mixed himself up like this, but it turned out that it was all given to the vampire.

(End of this chapter)