Feng Shao, don't cry, Madam didn't slap you this time

Chapter 46 Who Regrets

[Did I hear you right just now, what did Yan Yan say? 】

[She said...she can write songs? 】

[Bullshit, Yan Concubine can't even recognize the staff notation, and she still writes songs! 】

[Who was the person who posted the barrage just now?How do you know that Yan Yan can't even recognize the staves? 】

[I used to be the same piano teacher as Yan Concubine, but in the end only Liner persisted... Yan Concubine and I did not persevere. The piano teacher told me that Yan Concubine was stupid and could not learn well. And also lazy every day! 】

[Hahaha, I've also heard that, writing songs at Yan Yan's level is indeed a bit overwhelming! 】

[But this is pretty good, at least Yan Yan doesn't have to go on stage to use her tone deafness to embarrass others, doesn't it? 】

There was a lot of laughter on the barrage.

In a classroom, some people also disdain this.

"Writing songs? Have you ever written a song and you're not ashamed?"

Yan Concubine raised an eyebrow at Wu Fei: "Won't you all know by then?"

Yan Yan didn't intend to explain further.

Facing the curious questions of other students, she only said: "You will know in due time whether I am lying or telling the truth! Sooner or later, you will see my ability for yourself!"

This proud attitude instantly dispelled many people's worries.

They all felt that with Yan Concubine's pride and self-esteem, it was absolutely impossible to give them a chance to laugh at her.

So it must be true to say that I can write songs.

After school in the afternoon, Yan Yu still remembered the patient and hurried out of the school.

When passing by a certain figure, he asked, "Feng Xiao, do you want to go together?"

"Ah."

He wanted to see what kind of method You Lan could use to cure the person who had suffered from insomnia for such a long time.

The more self-willed stall owner just left his goods there, regardless of whether someone would take them away.

Yan Concubine always felt that the reason Feng Xiao didn't care so much now was because she was his backer.

Well, it's not bad to have a little boy.

Yan Yan thought happily, and quickly went to You Lan's clinic with Feng Xiao.

Unexpectedly, the patient and his bodyguards would have arrived so early today.

Sitting in the not-so-spacious medical hall, most of the space was crowded, and other patients subconsciously stayed away from them, not knowing their identities.

Since it was not yet the time agreed in advance, You Lan didn't pay too much attention to them.

Anyway, he has suffered from insomnia for such a long time and it can't be cured, no matter how much he waits, there is nothing he can do, not to mention that if Yan Concubine doesn't come, he can't do anything.

After Yan Concubine appeared, it was almost time, and other patients were about to leave one after another. You Lan immediately said to him: "Mr. He, please come behind the screen... Can Yan Concubine come and help me?"

"Ok."

Now that Yan Yan has agreed to mature and become You Lan's assistant, she naturally goes with him.

But those bodyguards of Mr. He disagreed a little and wanted to go in with Mr. He.

Rejected by You Lan: "I'm sorry, except for patients, other accompanying personnel are not allowed in here."

The main concern is that the occasional small talk between him and Yan Concubine will be discovered.

You Lan knew how capable Yan Concubine was, so she could only choose to keep it as secret as possible.

In order to protect the safety of their boss, the bodyguards of course refused to agree, but Mr. He raised his hand: "Okay, what's the danger here? Wait outside, Dr. You and I shouldn't be here for long will come out."

For some reason, he especially believed in You Lan's medical skills, which made You Lan a little nervous, and his eyes were full of worry when he looked at Yan Concubine.

I'm afraid that if Yan Concubine can't be cured, she will get into big trouble, but... Yan Concubine still looks calm and composed.

After You Lan entered behind the screen, she immediately said, "Mr. He should lie on this little bed first."

Mr. He is already very thin, not much better than Feng Xiao's previous state, and his dejected appearance seems to be dying soon.

"Mr. He, let me tell you straight, your illness is not due to physical reasons, so the doctors' diagnosis and treatment of you were correct."

Although he had suffered from insomnia for a long time and his eyes were dull, his expression became sharper immediately after hearing You Lan's words: "Doctor You, what did you say?"

You Lan is ready to put it simply.

According to the message Yan Yu sent to him before he came, tell Mr. He: "You are insomnia now, because the people around you have given you psychological hints, causing you to suffer from insomnia for a long time. They know how to use the psychological subconscious very well. To control people's thinking and nerves, you are falling into such harm."

Mr. He clenched his fist and slammed it to the side, but because he didn't have much strength, he didn't make much noise.

"But don't worry about Mr. He, since I said I will cure you, I will definitely cure you successfully."

"...Really? Really?"

"That's right, Mr. He."

Yan Concubine pretended to turn around to fiddle with something, and then came over with a tray.

You Lan looked at the two iron pieces on the tray, and there were tie heads made by Yan Yu overnight. Since he didn't have much time, it looked particularly rough.

But is such a thing able to save his life at such a critical moment?
Mr. He also asked suspiciously: "What is this?"

You Lan had already learned the information about this thing in advance: "After wearing it, I will hypnotize Mr. He's deep consciousness and solve your long-term nightmare problem..."

He was stunned: "Doctor You still know this? Isn't this a method only used by psychiatrists? Or... I will go to a psychiatrist to have a look?"

"If they could treat you, they would have already cured you, why wait until you tell them what's wrong with you?"

Yan Yan's disdainful words just hit Mr. He's worry.

"If those psychiatrists were capable enough, you wouldn't know what's bothering you until today!"

When Mr. He went to see a doctor before, although the relevant doctors thought he had a psychological problem, they couldn't detect what caused him to be in the current situation.

He tried psychological hypnosis, but it didn't work.

"Mr. He, since you have come to me, please trust me once."

"Alright, Doctor You, anyway, I don't have any other chances for treatment."

Now he is relying on all kinds of medicinal materials to hang his last breath, but no one can guarantee how long he can last this life.

He obediently accepted You Lan's treatment.

Yan Concubine placed the two iron plates on Mr. He's temples. You Lan tested her eyes and lightly pressed the switch.

In an instant, intense electric current spread from Mr. He's temples to his entire nervous system, and he quickly passed out without any response.

You Lan was so worried that her hands and feet became cold: "Isn't this treating a disease? Are you talking about science fiction?"

"...Shut up, you, I made this thing last night after staying up all night!"

Yan Concubine ignored him, turned on her mobile phone, and checked the results of Mr. He's brain wave feedback.

Those pictures composed of brain waves are the source of fear in his deep thinking that he is completely unaware of now.

It was also the reason why he had nightmares, didn't dare to sleep anymore, and was the culprit of insomnia.

The person who secretly hypnotized Mr. He is very powerful. Even a top psychiatrist cannot cure him before knowing the exact focus of his disease.

"It seems that some people are determined to get rid of him."

"Maybe it's his business competitor? His business is getting bigger and bigger now, and I heard that he will soon become the richest man in our entire province... The key is that he is only in his 40s now, and he is a new generation of elites."

"I'm not interested in who killed him, but this person's ability is not bad. If there is a chance to find him, I want to see what method he used to hypnotize Mr. He to such an effect."

According to the connection status of the iron plate, Yan Yan checked Mr. He's deep fear factors on her mobile phone, and then told You Lan: "Cover his mouth later, and don't allow him to make a sound."

"...You, what are you going to do? You don't want to seek money and kill yourself, do you?"

"No matter how rich he is, can he have as much money as me?"

"That's not necessarily true, his net worth is tens of billions!"

Yan Concubine rolled her eyes, not wanting to say that she is not far behind now.

"In short, just listen to what I say, don't waste time like that, hurry up!"

A person in his thirties could only obey the orders of a little girl, but You Lan had no choice but to put her hand over Mr. He's mouth.

After making sure that he still had a nose to breathe, he pressed down hard, making sure that he couldn't make any sound.

Yan Concubine started her own manipulation.

According to the program on the mobile phone, the special chip contained in the iron piece released an electric current to stimulate Mr. He's brain nerves again, but it also made him face everything he fears most now in the midst of such stimulation.

Yan Yan stimulated his aminergic neurons through the iron sheet, and the pontine brain issued instructions to create a dream that was strong enough to resist the things he was afraid of.

Fight poison with poison.

If his nightmares were no longer scary, there would be no need for him to be unable to sleep out of worry, and he would no longer suffer from insomnia.

Because of the crisis in his dream, he would unconsciously make some violent sounds, but under You Lan's obstruction, these sounds did not spread outside.

The bodyguards were getting more and more worried.

"No, we have to go in and take a look!"

"What if they do something to the boss!"

"It's just... I don't trust this doctor!"

"Come on, go in!"

Just when several bodyguards were about to act." "Stop. "

A cold, lazy voice stopped them.

They looked at the man who had been huddled in a corner since he came in, breathing heavily.

The other party looked sick.

The bodyguards still disdain: "It's none of your business, if something happens to our boss, who of you can take responsibility?"

"That is, if our boss is hurt, don't blame us for being merciless! There are times when you regret it!"

Facing their ferocity, Feng Xiao slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "If you want to go in, just try to see whether I regret it or you regret it."

(End of this chapter)