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"Sure enough, I still have to buy it. Is it called "Creation Strange Records" and "Feng Mo Yao Shi Lu" always feel a little weird?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu is not very able to understand the boy's preference for naming, it may be because of the type of work, and she doesn't know what the other party's writing is like, so she can only speculate secretly in her heart.

"Hope, it can bring me some help."

Let's not go into details about Xiazhiqiu Shiyu for the time being. After Xiaosan returned to his home, he returned to his room.

After a day passed, he felt that his whole mood was depressed again, and he couldn't help picking up the bottle of unknown potion that was on his desk.

"Does it really work, or..."

Xiaosan felt a little uneasy in his heart, he did not use this potion rashly, but opened the drawer, put it down, then turned and walked out of the room.

He wanted to go to other psychiatrists to see if it was depression as the clinic doctor said, or if the other party was simply deceiving him. He must not want to contract something strange.

After going to the psychiatric department of the nearest hospital, after spending about half an hour, the doctor in a white coat showed a somewhat regretful expression.

"Although a diagnosis cannot be made yet, Mr. Qiuyue, you do have some traces of depression. As for the specific situation, it will take a while to confirm."

"Is there a sign?"

"Yes, after all, mental problems are much more vague than physical problems. It is not a simple test that can be confirmed. However, it is estimated that some situations can still be deduced."

The doctor is a middle-aged man who looks a bit gentle, he comforts Xiaosan, and then gives some suggestions, he has no intention of prescribing medicine for Xiaosan before a thorough diagnosis is made.

After bidding farewell to the doctor, Xiao San stood up in a daze, and then left the hospital.

Depression, which is very common in modern times, is used as an excuse by some people, and even regarded as a popular mental illness.

Xiaosan never imagined that he would have a day.

"Ha, depression."

Shaking his head, Xiaosan couldn't help but see himself sitting in a dilapidated log cabin, sitting by the stove, wrapped in a dirty old blanket, looking tired and waiting to die.

Sighing, he walked away from the door of the hospital and returned to his home. His mood suddenly became much heavier.

"Her diagnosis was correct? The drug."

Back in his room, Xiaosan took out the bottle of potion, hesitant in his heart, wondering if he should take this to the testing agency to have a look, if there is what he thought.

If it is safe, then there is no problem, but the problem is that Xiaosan is not sure about the safety of this potion, if it is not safe enough...

"In the end, I'm still afraid of death."

Laughing lightly at himself, Xiao San put down the potion, but he still didn't use it in the end, and lay down quietly on his bed.

In the evening of the next day, Xiaosan, who came back from school, came to Takemi Clinic again.

"Huh? Here it comes again? Could it be that you have finished that bottle? No matter how easy it is to use, accidents will happen if you use so many doses."

With her face propped up, the female doctor with an indescribably charming charm just lay on the window sill at the entrance of the clinic, looking at Xiaosan who came, with a subtle smile on her face, which made Xiaosan feel uncomfortable.

"No, it's just that I have some doubts."

"The medicine you mean?"

"..."

Xiao San didn't answer, looked at the doctor in front of him, sighed, and nodded slightly.

"What the hell is that?"

"It's a medicine I developed myself. It has some effect on suppressing depression, isn't it?"

"Then why are you..."

"Why don't you apply for a patent?"

Before he finished speaking, Xiaosan's words were interrupted again, causing Xiaosan to frown slightly, but quickly relaxed, and he nodded slightly.

Regarding this, the female doctor just showed a mocking smile, not to Xiaosan, but to someone she didn't know.

"You don't need to worry about this problem. Anyway, after you use it, the effect is good, isn't it?"

"Where is it safe?"

"Don't worry, it won't kill you."

"..."

In this case, it is indeed quite reassuring.

"The last time I came, I didn't ask your name."

The female doctor sitting behind the window looked at Xiaosan for a long time, then the corners of her mouth curled up and she smiled lightly.

"I'm not interested in high school students."

"Just a polite question."

"Tsk, I really don't know how to joke. Forget it. My name is Wu Jianmiao. I'm a doctor here. Do you have any questions?"

"No."

Expecting a person who is in a bad mood to make a joke, Xiaosan thinks that this female doctor named Wu Jianmiao may be thinking too much, but knowing the name of the other party is also a good thing for Xiaosan.

At least, it's not that she doesn't know nothing about her.

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Chapter 276 Boys Can't Make Girls Cry Daze

Although the known situation can't bring anything to Xiaosan at all, and it can't change anything, but it's like handing out a straw to a person who is about to sink, and there is still some psychological comfort.

Xiaosan got a little clue from the doctor in the clinic, that is, a woman named Wujian Miao, left the other's clinic and returned to his home.

However, even though he already knew the doctor's name, he still couldn't open the medicine at will and use it.

Sitting in front of his desk for a long time, he picked up the potion, held it in his palm for a long time, stared at it closely, looked at it again and again, the last thing Xiaosan did was just put it back in the drawer .

"Still, wait and see."

In the early morning, looking at the scenery day after day, Xiaosan couldn't help but feel tired physically and mentally. He longed for a slight change, but he didn't know where to start.

Standing up, he felt that his head was a little heavy, walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and took out the potion from it...

"Qiuyue-kun, your face..."

Faced with Xiaosan whose expression seemed to be getting more and more complicated, Yan Ye couldn't help asking about Xiaosan's situation with some worry.

Xiaosan, who was sitting in his seat, was immersed in his own world, thinking about some things in his mind, but he didn't expect Yan Ye to approach him suddenly.

Looking at the concerned expression on Yan Ye's face, Xiaosan didn't know whether he should be happy or ashamed in his heart. Under the complicated mood, he didn't come back to his senses for a while and gave a reaction.

"Qiuyue-kun?"

It wasn't until Yan Ye called out again that Xiao San's consciousness gradually returned to his body, reflecting his distraction again and again just now.

"Ah, yes, nothing, just a little tired recently."

Answering again and again, Yan Ye almost noticed that Xiaosan's answer was just perfunctory, even if he was tired, tired, but after each time he finished speaking, he came to school with the same expression the next day , appeared in front of oneself.

In Yan Ye's heart, he couldn't help but feel a little bit worried about Xiaosan's situation.

"Is it really all right? Qiuyue-kun, your body...is there nothing wrong with it?"

Knowing that Yan Ye was just worried about himself, Xiao San shook his head lightly, waved his hands, sat on his seat, put his hands on the desk, leaned forward involuntarily, and let out a long breath.

That seemingly exhausted reaction made Yan Ye even more worried about Xiaosan's situation.

At this moment, Weihua also came to Xiaosan's side, looking at Xiaosan's eyes, it was a deep and heavy Xiaosan, and she couldn't help being suspicious when she looked at Xiaosan's eyes.

"Are you OK?"

"It's okay, just a little tired."

"But you don't look like you are 'a little tired', do you? Could it be that you are sick?"

The conversation was almost the same as that of Yan Ye, so Xiao San didn't know how to answer, and Yan Ye's eyes on the side were once again worried, making Xiao San who noticed it feel a little troublesome, and his heart became heavier.

"It's nothing."

It was still the same answer, but I couldn't help feeling a little anxious in my heart, tired of answering such meaningless questions.

"How about going to the health room to rest?"

Looking at Xiaosan, Yan Ye couldn't help making a proposal that seemed to relieve Xiaosan's fatigue.

Sitting in the classroom, listening to the noisy conversation, Xiaosan also felt that his head seemed to be unable to bear the noise. After hearing Yan Ye's words, there seemed to be such a grain of truth, so he stood up come.

"Then, for the next class, please ask for leave for me. I'll go to the health room to have a look."

"Okay, please have a good rest."

Yan Ye naturally had no problem with this, but Wei Hua who was standing by the side couldn't help sulking, dissatisfied that Xiao San was not the one who entrusted him.

When walking out of the classroom, Makabe Masamune just walked in from outside the classroom, looking at Xiaosan with an unattractive expression, he couldn't help being startled.

"Where are you going? Why does your face look so bad?"

"Health care room, do you want to go together?"

"Uh, no need, remember to call me if you need help."

"Ah."

Xiao San, who was not in the mood to pay attention to Masamune Makabe, just raised his hand as a response to the other party, walked out of the classroom, and headed towards the health room.

When Xiaosan arrived at the health room, he reached out and knocked on the door, but found that there was no response from anyone inside.

After slowly opening the door, I found that there was indeed no one inside.

"what."

Working hours, not at the workplace, is too dedicated.

After looking at the health care room for a long time, Xiao San walked into the room. After looking for a long time, he found that there was indeed no one, so he walked slowly to the desk.

"Is there no one?"

There is a cup of tea on the desk, still warm.

Touching the cup lightly with his fingers, Xiaosan felt the temperature, closed his eyes, quietly found a seat, sat in the room, and quietly waited for the return of the health care teacher.

As for why not go to bed and lie down?

It was just because of his pure cleanliness that he thought it might be dirty.

Squinting, sitting in the health room, he stayed for a while, then couldn't help opening the window of the health room a little.

'If there is air circulation, maybe this room will be a little bit fresher, right? '

Waiting quietly, waiting, until Xiao San was about to fall asleep, the door was finally opened, and then someone entered the health care room.

A familiar figure that I had seen once appeared in front of Xiaosan, wearing a pink low-cut jacket, a black silk skirt, and a white coat. He just entered the health care room leisurely, using the same clothes as Xiaosan Eyes, looking at Xiaosan sitting in the health room.

"Huh? Is there something wrong?"

"No."

Xiaosan, who knew what was going on with him, had no intention of re-diagnosing. He glanced at the health care teacher who came in, and then answered indifferently.

"Is that sick?"

"perhaps."

"Then take the temperature first."

"unnecessary."

"Ok?"

Looking at Xiao San, Gui Waman's expression suddenly became a little dissatisfied, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at him.

"So, nothing, no illness? What's the matter with you coming to my place?"

"No."

"......"

Then Xiaosan was driven away.