"It's okay," Tang Xuan saw that she hadn't spoken, his eyes slightly lowered, and he didn't say anything more.
Tangtang blinked, feeling that something was wrong with Uncle Shining today, but she couldn't explain it.
After breakfast, Tang Xuan went out.
The housekeeper was surprised: "Third Young Master, do you have to work overtime today?"
"No," Tang Xuan looked at the little girl sitting in the living room watching TV holding a cat, "something happened."
Tang Xuan went to see a psychiatrist.
When he arrived at the hospital, the psychiatrist he had made an appointment with had been waiting for him there early. When he saw Tang Xuan come in, the doctor put down the patient information in his hand and said in a sinister tone: "Who is this? The new one. Guest? Why didn’t I know?”
Tang Xuan glanced at him expressionlessly, "Then I'll consider finding a psychiatrist."
Dr. Zhao:…
He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm just joking, do you need to change doctors?"
Tang Xuan sat on the soft sofa in the office, his straight and slender thighs folded together, and looked at his friend: "It's time to work."
"Yes, yes, come right away," Dr. Zhao responded helplessly, sat down opposite Tang Xuan and asked, "What happened to you?"
Tang Xuan's expression was still expressionless: "It's okay."
Dr. Zhao clicked his tongue, "Now that this patient is here, can you please cooperate with the treatment? You haven't been here in the past four years, and now you suddenly make an appointment, something must be wrong."
Tang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I seem to be hearing hallucinations."
"Audio hallucinations? What did you hear?" Dr. Zhao asked while recording.
"I heard my daughter's cat talking, and the voice was still very rough with a Northeastern Chinese accent..." Tang Xuan couldn't understand why such a delicate long-haired lion cat had such a rough Mandarin accent.
"Allow me to interrupt," Dr. Zhao couldn't help interrupting him after hearing this, "What did you just say?"
"That cat's voice has a very rough Northeastern Chinese accent," Tang Xuan repeated what he just said.
Dr. Zhao: "That's not it."
Tang Xuan looked at him expressionlessly, what else could it be?
"Your daughter," Dr. Zhao's tone was a little excited, "you just said your daughter's cat, right?"
"Yes," Tang Xuan nodded slightly: "Is there any problem?"
Dr. Zhao: "There must be something wrong. Where did your daughter come from?"
As far as he knew, his friend's wife and daughter died in a car accident. Since then, his friend has had problems...
"I heard that she is my wife and my daughter. She disappeared unexpectedly four years ago and has been found now," Tang Xuan said in a very calm tone, as if he was talking about what he had for breakfast this morning.
"No, you and Weiwei got their daughter back. Why didn't you tell my godfather about such a big thing?" Dr. Zhao stood up with a loud voice and looked at his friend with reproachful eyes.
Faced with the condemnation from his friends, Tang Xuan's emotions remained calm, "I have forgotten them all, how could I still remember such a trivial matter."
Dr. Zhao: ...that makes sense, but this guy makes people’s fists itch.
He remembered his friend's previous experience and sat down again, "What about the child? Where did she live before? Is she cute? Does she look like you or Weiwei? Is she afraid of life? Is she..."
Tang Xuan raised his right hand to stop his friend's endless questions: "Stop."
Dr. Zhao stopped and asked with his eyes what was wrong.
Tang Xuan looked down at the time on the watch on his wrist and said, "I'm here to see a doctor. You charge me by the minute. Don't talk nonsense."
Dr. Zhao's eyes widened. What do you mean by unimportant things? This is his daughter. If he had known earlier, he would have charged per second.
"I haven't pressed the timer yet," Dr. Zhao said with a smile, "You are so rich, why do you still care about this little money?"
"Small money should be spent where it should be spent," Tang Xuan glanced at his friend and said in a meaningful tone.
Dr. Zhao: Next time he comes over, he must charge by the second! ! !
"Okay, let's get started." Dr. Zhao took a few breaths, calmed down, and pressed the timer. "You said you heard my goddaughter's cat talking. What did it say?"
Tang Xuan frowned slightly and corrected Dr. Zhao: "She is my daughter."
Dr. Zhao: "Hey, don't deny it. You and Weiwei both agreed to the fact that I will be your child's godfather. When the child was one month old, I even gave the child a big gift."
"Oh, look at my memory. If you don't remember, it doesn't matter. I just remember," Dr. Zhao said with a smile.
Tang Xuan:...
"So what did the cat say?"
"It seems like he's scolding someone," Tang Xuan said after a moment of silence.
"like?"
"It called me a brat," Tang Xuan said in a calm tone.
Dr. Zhao:…
He asked: "Are you under any pressure recently?"
"No," Tang Xuan told him decisively.
Dr. Zhao touched his chin, wrote something in the medical record, and continued to ask: "Besides, is there anything weird?"
Tang Xuan thought for a while: "My head doesn't hurt anymore."
"Um?"
Tang Xuan: "I had a headache before, but after my daughter came home, my headache disappeared."
Instead, there were auditory hallucinations that appeared from time to time.
Dr. Zhao couldn't help but sigh when he heard this: "Is this the power of a caring little cotton-padded jacket?"
He chatted with Tang Xuan for a while and roughly understood Tang Xuan's affairs.
Dr. Zhao thought for a while and said, "The reason why you don't have headaches is probably because the child is back, the inner pressure disappears, and the headaches naturally disappear."
Tang Xuan said expressionlessly: "I'm not under any pressure."
"You just don't remember," Doctor Zhao pointed at Tang Xuan's heart with a pen and said, "Although you don't remember, there will definitely be traces of those memories deep in your heart. When something happened to Weiwei and Manman, you Everyone is going crazy.”
"So I guess, even if you forget, somewhere inside you will remember it."
Tang Xuan was silent for a moment and felt that his analysis made sense. He asked again: "What about the auditory hallucinations?"
"Uh..." Dr. Zhao looked at his friend and asked, "Did you feel that Manman was afraid of you, which made you feel pressured, so you regarded Manman's cat as your daughter?"
Tang Xuan: "We get along very well, and I don't regard the cat as my daughter."
"Which child with your personality can get along well with you?" Dr. Zhao didn't believe him.
Tang Xuan: "Very good. She will say good morning to me every day and have breakfast with me. When I go to work, she will say goodbye to me and let me work harder. When I get home from work, she will say welcome home and share with me. What happened to me...what's your expression?"
Dr. Zhao covered his face: "No, this kind of thing is normal. My daughter-in-law will not only send me to work and pick me up from get off work, but she will also give me a good morning kiss and a cheering kiss. When I buy her a gift, she will also say the last words. Love me as a dad.”
"What I want to ask is, have you gotten along well with her? It's your own attitude, not hers."
