The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

After a short while, Xiao Lu told him again that Jin Qingyan was picking up girls and talking to beautiful women.

Little yellow eyes are about to fall out. Others don't know Jin Qingyan. People who have followed him for so many years still don't know him?

He always went to the night market together with Long Tianze and Lingci Ye, and rarely went alone to talk to beautiful women.

That's not his style.

Is it that loneliness is cold without a woman around?

The master's idea, Xiao Huang, couldn't understand, and had to let Xiao Lu continue to stare at him.

This evening, Xiao Huang and Xiao Lu didn't sleep well.

It can be said that I did not sleep all night.

It was almost dawn that Xiao Lu brought Jin Qingyan back, and he and Xiao Huang together drunk him drunk upstairs.

After holding his hand to unlock the fingerprint lock, both were stunned.

The room was full of clothes.

To be precise, there are clothes on the ground.

It's like being stolen.

It's a crime scene.

Aren't clothes, shoes, etc. all in the cloakroom?

Why is it everywhere here?

Cannot understand.

In the past, Jin Qingyan said that the room was required to be clean and tidy, because he had a clean habit, and his things were never placed in a mess, let alone a mess in the room.

Xiao Huang asked the maid to tidy him up quickly. After everything was sorted out, he yawned and went to sleep.

Being a subordinate may not be more tragic than Xiao Huang Xiao Green.

why.

The two did not sleep all night, but they just managed to fall asleep for two hours, and they were shouted again.

"Master, you didn't sleep last night. Shouldn't you sleep well again?"

Jin Qingyan had changed his clothes, his face was clean and his alcohol was significantly reduced, and it seemed to be a bath.

"Little yellow, little green." He looked up at them. "I said I knew nothing about last night. Do you believe it?"

"Master ... you drink too much, it's broken."

"You didn't understand what I meant, I mean, my memory is still when I went to bed more than eight o'clock last night, I remember I fell asleep, and behind me, I knew nothing ..."

The two looked at each other with astonishment.

"Master, I think you were too abnormal last night. We have never seen you go out in a red dress with eyeliner, and you're still picking up girls in the night, I let Xiao Lu go with you ..."

"I see surveillance."

When he woke up, he ran at the fastest pace when he vomited in the bathroom.

When he finished vomiting, saw his clothes, and then looked at himself in the mirror, Jin Qingyan's first thought was to watch the monitor.

He doesn't suspect that someone is playing a prank. Without his orders, no one dares to enter his bedroom. His people still have this consciousness.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, he went to monitor.

When seeing himself in the monitoring, Jin Qingyan spoke like a home.

Because he couldn't remember what he did last night.

This is the most frightening.

He didn't know what happened to him.

"Master ..." Although Xiao Lu didn't know what was going on, she couldn't help saying, "Would you like to go to the hospital?"

"Yes, Xiao Huang, please contact me with one of the most professional psychologists, and you will rest after you have contacted."

"Yes." Xiao Huang's voice was low.

Thinking of An Xiaomen, his face was pained. "In addition, I will give you two tasks."

"Master, please."

"First, it is forbidden for Shi Xin and Grandma to know anything about it. When Shi Xin returns, I will tell him. Second, if this happens again in the future, I will allow you to bring me back to jail At home, you know? "

"Yes!"

"Okay, you go down, the doctor will contact me to send me a message."

"Okay, sir."

Two people go out automatically.

The moment the door closed, Jin Qingyan's palms were cold, his eyes were red, and the room was heated, but he could not feel the warmth.

From the moment he suffered depression, he felt inexplicable pain in his body, and he felt that he had a psychological problem.

Perhaps it was not the inducing of An Xiaomeng, and the parents ’family influence was also deeply related, which Jin Qingyan could feel.

He doesn't care what it is now, he wants to heal, he must heal well.

This is his belief.

after an hour.

Xiao Huang drove himself to hire a doctor who was the most professional psychologist. Dr. Zhang was in his fifties and was a professor who couldn't make an appointment in a major hospital.

He was invited this time for two reasons. Jin Qingyan asked him that he had enough money.

In Jin Qingyan's study, Jin Qingyan sat opposite Dr. Zhang with a table in the middle.

"Before I started speaking, I had a request. I still hope Dr. Zhang knows it and keep it confidential for me."

"Mr. Jin rest assured that this is the minimum professional ethics as a doctor."

Nonsense, does he dare to speak out? What kind of person is Jin Qingyan, unless he is dead.

"That's good, I believe in Dr. Zhang's medical ethics, but I believe that I believe that I also hope that the doctor will sign a confidentiality agreement." Jin Qingyan pushed the printed agreement towards him.

Dr. Zhang looked at the content of the agreement, confirmed it was correct, and decisively signed his own fingerprint.

"Mr. Jin, you can speak now."

"I fell asleep at more than eight o'clock last night. After falling asleep, I didn't have my own consciousness until I woke up again ..." He slowly recounted his behavior.

After hearing about it, Dr. Zhang concluded, "Mr. Jin, you are a typical dual personality. Dual personality is a very rare psychological disease. According to our current medical level, it is not curable at the moment. Dual personality is two These relatively independent and completely separate personalities are simply the result of psychological barriers. "

When he heard that sentence was incurable, Jin Qingyan was hit hard, and he instantly felt that his future was out of control.

"Why is this ..."

"Mr. Jin has suffered severe psychological trauma. No sense of security and uncomfortable family can be caused, and there are not many in the world."

"I used to have depression, insomnia was severe, my head hurt, and I felt inexplicable pain in my body."

Dr. Zhang sighed, "Those who are afraid are just auras. Has Mr. Jin continued to take drugs later?"

"intermittent."

"Today Mr. Jin has hired me to be your specialist doctor, then I will take the responsibility to control your other personality. Medication can be controlled, but not completely, mainly because of psychological pressure and not too tired. Some At that time, it was considered that there are two souls in one body. Although it is shown in this way, it is not the case. The two personalities are you, but the bright side and the dark side are mainly you. I always feel that there is hope for medical students who say incurable mental illnesses. "