Cartoonist's Dream

The illness originated from the incident at Jiulong Villa.

Mo Moxin saw a doctor, but was referred to a psychiatrist after several unsuccessful attempts.

The psychiatrist talked about him every time, always talking nonsense and incomprehensible things, and couldn't solve the problem, so she began to shy away from doctors...

— Hypochondria!Even though she knew it was a mental illness, she firmly believed that there were bacteria or viruses on the skin.

This was Li Mu's conclusion after listening to Mo Moxin's narration. [

——Perhaps it has developed into a hypochondriac of organic disease.

The causes of hypochondria are very extensive. In Mo Moxin's case, it should be the product of pts' mistakes in coping. PTS, also known as post-traumatic stress disorder, refers to the delayed emergence and persistence of mental disorders caused by individuals experiencing, witnessing or encountering serious injuries involving themselves and being seriously threatened.

Women are sensitive by nature, and they are more likely to suffer from stress disorders than rough men. Coupled with emotional abnormalities caused by traumatic memories, it even extends to physical abnormalities...

"With me here, don't worry, don't worry and don't run away... You will never infect me..."

After getting the information she wanted, Li Mu's attitude finally softened. Touching the scars on Mo Moxin's face and neck with her fingers, she said with a gentle and magnetic guidance:

"Come on, stand in front of me, take off your clothes and let me see if it's okay."

As if overwhelmed by the despair of mortal death, or urged by the will to survive, Mo Moxin seemed to have lost the power to think, but obediently obeyed the orders of the man she liked.

Thus, for Mo Moxin, all the secrets hidden in her body were revealed on Easter night along with the clothes that fell on the ground.

The curtains are closed, and a small wall lamp is still lit in the apartment.

In front of the sofa under the wall lamp, there is a figure of a woman standing in front of the sofa under the wall lamp.However, she stood tall like a monster from hell, a faint fluorescent light shone in front of her, and her whole body was covered with hard armor.It really looks as scary as a Gorgon.

All these scenes are like nightmares, becoming more and more unreal.

——It is said that women are creatures who use the Z palace to think, and their thinking lacks consistency.

——If it's a prostitute full of loopholes, even if there are a few more holes, they don't think it doesn't matter.

——But if you set up a strong barrier from the beginning, it will become very dangerous once it is knocked down.

... Their rationality and logic will disintegrate, collapse, and fester in an instant.hysteria.Just like the more sensible women in front of me, they would also think of rubbing the skin with powerful cleaning tools such as loofahs and steel wire coils.

Around the thighs, under the navel, on the chest——.

There is no perfect skin anywhere, and there are hard lumps of scars and tender flesh that will never heal.Because they itch, they need to be rubbed with a washcloth or something stronger.causing more and more wounds.The new flesh grew little by little next to the lump, and even Guan Gong couldn't bear this kind of itching.

... Cutting the flesh relieves the pain for a while, but growing the muscle is a long-lasting numb itching.

"Pear wood." [

Mo Moxin called softly, ashamed as if her face was about to breathe fire, she didn't know why she was so obedient, so that only two small coverings were left on her body.

"Be safe and don't be impatient... Well, take off the underwear and underwear for me to see."

"Huh?! Underpants?"

After listening to Li Mu's words.Mo Moxin's eyes were round.

"Well, report your feelings later."

Riki said it as a matter of course.Mo Moxin showed an expression ashamed as if she was about to be destroyed, and she really did.

Because she heard that the hospital had tried many methods to no avail, Limu began to consider whether to use systematic desensitization therapy, which was a spiritual treatment method invented by American scholar Volpa.The main purpose is to induce the seeker to be slowly exposed to neurotic anxiety situations, and to gradually adapt to a certain emotion through a gradual relaxation state.

For Mo Moxin, who was spotted and covered in scales, Li Mu felt that exposure therapy was more suitable.This method is also called irrigation therapy, which is just the opposite of systematic desensitization therapy.Therapy does not require any relaxation training, and the strongest fear and anxiety stimuli should be presented at once, in order to quickly correct the patient's irrational emotions.

Of the above two methods, the former is similar to slowly adapting, while the latter is like fighting fire with fire.Hospitals generally have to sign a lot of agreements before they dare to do the second treatment. After all, slam is a relatively dangerous treatment.

"Don't shy away, don't cover up. Look into my eyes"

When Li Mu was talking, he actually resisted not to move his eyes away, otherwise his eyes would move down unconsciously.But now he had to look at her face, make eye contact before moving away.

The women he knew cared deeply about their bodies being seen.The women he was referring to were 10 mannequins.Except for that guy Xie Ruyu who is more relaxed, no one wants to show their body in front of others.

After not observing Mo Moxin carefully for a long time, Li Mu realized that she has become more and more temperamental, more elegant than when she was the manager of the stationery store more than 3 years ago.Her nose bridge is very straight, her eyes are full of divine light, and she has an extraordinary temperament.The melon-seeded face added a different kind of beauty to her, and the intellectual beauty was refined and capable in the mall.

The women who are two years old and close to half-mature mistresses are particularly stable, but they are not the kind of "mature" women who are mixed with wine and fish. Their faces are not two years older than Ryoko's, and their naked bodies seem plump and young. The two jade legs standing upright in front of her eyes can be brought together without a gap, which shows that she is still a little girl without human experience.

Then there is the looming valley hidden under a pair of jade pillars...

"Okay, now tell me how it feels to be looked up and down by a mature, lewd man with a beastly, disgusting look?"

Li Mu withdrew her wandering eyes, raised her head and looked at Mo Moxin's face and asked.

(Mature man? Animal eyes?)

Mo Moxin pursed her lips and suppressed a smile

"I... don't feel much."

In other words, there is still feeling.

"Imagine I'm Huang Jinxin, let's do it again."[

After finishing speaking, Li Mu "attacked" her important parts with his eyes again.Well, even though I knew it was a desensitization treatment, I still felt a sense of guilt.

"How, did you feel that way at that time?"

Li Mu asked again. He tried not to say instructive words such as "disgusting", "horror", and "itching". The real experience must be expressed by Mo Moxin himself.

"Well... still don't feel anything..."

Mo Moxin shook her head, saying something against her will.In fact, the lower part of her was already dripping dripping during the attack, and her tightly clamped thighs felt a little slippery.

...the treatment shifted from sight to direct contact, she did have mucus on her skin, but it wasn't bacteria.

Li Mu withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

The treatment at a certain distance lasted until 11 o'clock in the night, and it was already very late.

After reading Mo Moxin's suicide note, Li Mu didn't dare to let her stay in the apartment alone, and then called back to inform her: We had a great chat tonight, and unexpectedly it was getting late.So I stayed at the secretary's house.

Li Mu lay on Mo Moxin's bed without saying a word. He couldn't sleep without closing his eyes all night.This financial planner whose life trajectory has been changed has done half of his life for him, and Limu's heart aches for suffering such crimes.

At noon the next day, Yisha delivered a change of clothes, while Muzi clamored to move into Mo Moxin's apartment.

Li Mu naturally strictly refused.This time it is a matter of life and death, so Yisha is ordered to watch over Muzi closely.

For Li Mu's strong move in, she probably wanted someone to accompany her, so Mo Moxin didn't say anything, and accepted the little tenant calmly.

During the second day's treatment, Li Mu found that Mo Moxin had a few hard lumps on her body, which were rubbed off.The part that was originally attached was torn apart.The new flesh that has not yet fully grown bleeds again, and the crystal yellow platelets begin to coagulate again.Yesterday's exposure therapy apparently didn't work at all, much to the dismay of Limu.

If it doesn't improve in a week then send her to Sherrington, where there's top-notch psychotherapy.

Li Mu thought.In the field of spiritual science, foreign countries are indeed much more advanced than China.

For the next two days, the female secretary was escorted meticulously, and she was followed into the bathroom even when taking a bath, and he was always watching to correct those skin-damaging behaviors.

Fifth night of escort.

In the bathroom of the financial planner's apartment.The very common white ceramic bathtub is filled with water.

Li Mu was wearing jeans and short sleeves, took a stool and sat by the bathtub to watch.In front of his eyes, Mo Moxin, who was white and Yingying, walked into the bathtub, and the bath water overflowed from the edge of the bathtub little by little.She sat in the water and picked up a towel to wipe her slender arms. Occasionally, even under surveillance, she would always use too much force.

Li Mu could clearly see that her neck, buttocks, and inner thighs had the most abrasions.The scars on the back of the fragrant shoulders are the least visible.

"Wait a minute, Mo Xin, let me wipe it for you."

"Oh……"

At some point, Mo Moxin began to obey her orders.It's a bit like the feeling of a patient and a doctor, but it's more like a wife's obedience to her husband...

Limu took the towel, moved the stool to the edge of the bathtub, and took her outstretched arm, only to wipe her clothes twice, and then wet his clothes.

"It's uncomfortable when the clothes stick to your body, Li Mu, why not..."

After hearing Mo Moxin's timid speech, Li Mu blushed and shook her head.

The beautiful mature woman feels the delicate friction on the skin. When the towel touches the scar, she always wipes it superficially. The wound, lumps, and skin are all cleaned up meticulously.

Perhaps because the atmosphere was dull, in the foggy bathroom, the voice of the beautiful mature woman whispered again:

"Li Mu is really brave, daring to be alone with a serious patient like me."

"Where it is serious, it is not serious at all. As long as you don't pinch this kind of injury, it will heal in a month or two."

"Healing...you can't heal until the bacteria are eliminated... By the way, are you really not afraid of being infected?"

"How could you pass on..."

Li Mu was stunned halfway through the conversation. Although hypochondriacs cannot be contagious, her evasive attitude will also cause her cognitive errors.

Miserable, miserable... Maybe I have hurt her.

There is also a sense of trust between doctors and patients that is hard to build...

At the same time, it made her more convinced that there were infectious bacteria on her body...

Li Mu looked worriedly at Mo Moxin's face.

"What are you looking at... don't you want to wipe my body?"

Mo Moxin smiled slightly, that expression of forcing a smile under the guillotine made Li Mu's heart ache.

"Can I go in and wash with you?"

For a moment, even he himself found it inconceivable to make such an unreasonable request, but doing so seems to be beneficial... As long as he doesn't think wildly, there will be no problem.

"It's ok, Li Mu has been in contact with me for so long and hasn't developed any symptoms, maybe he really has antibodies."

Mo Moxin put her feet away with a charming smile on her face.

Li Mu immediately turned his back to the past, this body more beautiful than Lu Hui made him feel unbearably hot all over, the scars on the skin could not cover up her beauty at all.

... He took off his underwear, the panties were already swollen, and the huge needle tube was filled with bodily fluids.

Should I wear underwear and then enter the bathtub, or should I take it off and then enter?

blah blah blah blah blah.

"Antibody, Mo Xin, Mo Xin, did you just say 'antibody'?!"

Li Mu turned around and asked excitedly.

"Huh?" Mo Moxin turned her eyes slightly, and looked at the little boy wanting to refuse or welcome.

"Mo Xin, you are right, I have antibodies in my body, you just need to believe this little bit is enough."

"Of course, it's okay to get along for so long. If it would infect you... I would have kicked you out a long time ago."

Hearing Mo Moxin's words of affirmation, Li Mu was ecstatic, grabbed her hand on the edge of the bathtub and said:

"So my saliva, blood, semen...cough cough, all kinds of body fluids contain antibodies that can cure you!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to read.)