Rhode Island Medical Department, Counseling Room.
Valentine sat on a chair outside the consultation room, watching the people coming and going around him. From time to time, Rhode Island staff members in white coats greeted him, and Valentine responded with a smile.
He was the first to go in for the psychological test and it was over quickly. Xing Yihuang and Raphael were still brooding over the problems in the consulting room. Valentin felt that it was too boring and ran out.
Moreover, some questions will involve personal privacy, so it is not appropriate for Valentine to sit in the room. After all, the two sisters were waiting outside when he was testing.
"Hello, little girl, are you the new operator?" An energetic voice penetrated Valentine's ears, and a medical department operator wearing a white coat stood in front of him.
A pair of pink sneakers with round cat paws printed on them, which looks very cute. The tight and thin calves were wrapped in white stockings. Combined with the voice Valentine just heard, he guessed that this medical operator was not old. Valentine slowly looked up, and the white skirt, shirt, and long hair passed through his eyes one by one, and finally his eyes were fixed on the girl's face.
The baby's fat face made Valentine want to reach out and poke her cheek. Her two big eyes seemed to be filled with stars and were very shining. They looked full of curiosity and vitality. Her two triangular ears trembled on the top of her head, and there were two balls of hair in her ears.
As a whole, he looks like a rabbit-like Philin who likes to jump around. This is his first impression on Valentine.
By the way, there are many Philin tribes in this world...
And are all women this tall? This girl looks like she must be at least 1.65 meters tall, right?
"Hello, my name is Valentine. I am indeed a new operator. I am undergoing pre-employment testing."
Valentine grinned and forced a smile, looking a little unhappy.
"Plus, I'm a male."
This girl was the fifth person to strike up a conversation with him today as if he were a girl.
Don’t you fucking see the clothes I’m wearing?
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to..." The girl touched her ears awkwardly. "I see that your appearance is really no different from that of a girl."
"Okay." Valentine put the diagnosis aside, stood up and spread his hands.
"Where's the nearest gym for this girl? I decided to build up some muscle in an hour."
"In the time since I completed the test, I have been identified as a girl by many people."
"That's good. Your memory in everyone's minds will be stronger." The girl smiled, the apology on her face wiped away. "This way more people will notice that we have a new friend."
"I don't think it's a good thing to be remembered by a doctor... It just means there's something wrong with your health." Valentine rolled his eyes.
"I don't know your name yet."
When it comes to people he knows personally, Valentine is not so reserved, although he has always been a carefree guy.
"Ah, my name is Muppet. This is my code name. As for my real name..." Muppet winked at Valentine and stretched out his right hand: "I will only tell my good friends."
Ragdoll cats are the largest and heaviest cats. They have large, round eyes, thick coat, thick limbs, long tail, and soft body.
Valentine felt that except for her big, round eyes and height, there was no condition that matched this girl's appearance to a Ragdoll cat.
"My codename is Valentine, just like my name." Valentine gently held the puppet's right hand and soon let go.
"My name is Amy, I'm from Brome, Victoria and it's a pleasure to be your friend."
Looking at the bright smile of the puppet, Valentin was a little confused. After coming to this world, when he met people of the opposite sex, they were basically the same cold type as Xing Yihuang. The only "alien" Raphael gave people the feeling of being untouchable and inhumane, making people admire him. , at this time, a particularly cheerful and lively girl suddenly appeared in front of him, which really made Valentine's head, which was used to dealing with Xing Yihuang, a little confused.
"Girl, we seem to have known each other for less than a minute." Valentine frowned as he looked at the puppet's fangs.
"We have met, and we are friends." The puppet's tone was like that of a primary school student, looking at Valentine with his big eyes, and the stars inside were shining cleanly.
"I want to know how old you are..." Valentin quickly shut up before he finished speaking.
After staying in this world for two years, Valentine's habit of talking but not thinking still happens occasionally.
The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.
"I am 19 years old, already an adult." The puppet understood what Valentine meant. "Not a little girl."
"You still have a carefree childlike innocence even when you are an adult. I envy you." This sentence was completely true. Valentine felt that this girl was definitely the same type as Snake Butcher, innocent and innocent. Either he has amnesia or he had an extremely happy childhood and has not been beaten by society even as an adult.
Think about it, who among him, Xing Yihuang and Raphael doesn't have a tragic past? There are also the operators of Rhode Island. When he was looking at their detailed information, Valentine always felt like he was watching a drama called "Les Misérables".
Not to mention those infected with ore disease, there are also a bunch of poor children who have lost their wives, their families, and their hometown.
Some operators are even disliked by doctors because their star rating is too low, so they can happily stay and work in the infrastructure every day. How heartbreaking...
"Then if you play Arknights again from now on, I will make all ten of your games kokodayo."
A mean voice suddenly appeared in Valentine's mind.
"Go away!" Valentin's heart jumped suddenly, as if the scene that caused him to suffer from photosensitive epilepsy appeared in front of him again.
"Aren't you on vacation! How can you still communicate with me!"
"There is no conflict between vacation and communicating with the host."
The sound of the system sounded again, this time with a few dull explosions in the background.
Is this system on vacation or at war?
"I have a name. From now on, call me Jiao Zhengyu. Don't call me System. It's too ugly. And for me, war is also a kind of vacation. Isn't it so good to abuse food?"
This time around the system, it should be said that Jiao Zhengyu was completely undisguised. After he finished saying this, the sound of explosions filled Valentin's mind, mixed with the sharp sound of bullets wiping the air and cries for help in an unknown language, making him feel like he was listening to a full-scale battle. War movie audio with poor sound quality.
"Gan!"
Valentine shook his head, and the messy explosions disappeared without a trace in an instant. The silence of the Rhode Island Medical Department once again occupied his auditory nerves.
"What's wrong with you?" Two small question marks popped up in the puppet's eyes.
"Well, puppet, I can call you that."
Although Valentine sometimes speaks rudely, in most cases he is very polite. As for the communication with Amiya, he treated Amiya as an acquaintance. After all, he knew Amiya before time travel, right?
"Of course, you can just call me Amy."
"First of all, please forgive me for my rude behavior and words just now."
"It's okay." The puppet waved his hands, the smile on his lips never disappearing.
"So, don't you have any work to do now?" Valentine's head tilted slightly.
"Huh?" The puppet was stunned for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses. "That's right. I have forgotten the tasks assigned to me by my mentor, so see you later, Valentin~"
The puppet waved to Valentine and trotted away. He looked at the puppet's retreating back and never responded to her departure.
After the puppet completely disappeared from Valentine's sight, he sat back on the bench, leaned back on the chair, and covered his face with his hands. On the chair next to Valentin lay his psychological test report.
"According to ICD-10, a mild depressive episode (F32.0) has at least 2 core symptoms (depressed mood, decreased interest/anhedonia, low energy/excessive fatigue), and a total of at least 4 core and additional symptoms. Moderate depression An episode (F32.1) has at least 2 core symptoms and a total of at least 6 core and additional symptoms. A major depressive episode (F32.2) has 3 core symptoms and a total of 8 core and additional symptoms. This patient currently has symptoms: : Depressed mood, lack of energy, psychomotor retardation, self-blame, sleep disturbance, indecision, suicidal ideation and other behaviors, the items are consistent with a major depressive episode."
Major depressive disorder.
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Ten minutes ago.
Valentine sat at his desk, looking at the psychological test results in his hand and lost in thought. There were a lot of unintelligible medical terms on it, but he could still understand the last few sentences of the content.
"Severe depression?" Valentine put down the results and looked at the doctor in front of him. His brows furrowed deeply, his eyelids were raised and his eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Indeed." Gavel raised his glasses and responded to Valentine's gaze, which was full of wisdom and professional attitude.
Valentin glanced at Gavel's nameplate and once again confirmed that the doctor in front of him was the crocodile sister who was good at physical therapy.
Where did this sister get her glasses?
"And you know very well whether you have the symptoms mentioned above."
These words hit Valentine's heart like a heavy hammer, shaking his spirit.
Depressed mood, lack of energy, psychomotor retardation, self-blame, sleep disturbance, indecision, suicidal ideation...
If he were placed in his previous life, he would definitely meet these conditions, otherwise he would not have traveled to this world.
A child who endured school violence, a naturally weak character and poor physique, and a not-so-smart mind led him step by step into the depths of darkness. His sensitive heart is full of suspicion, and the sun-drenched world is also gloomy in his eyes. A high wall slowly rose, and he surrounded himself in it. No longer affected by wind and rain, and no longer able to see the sunshine in the future. His parents became his only motivation to live, and every day of the year was like a machine. So that his parents and friends wouldn't notice, he painted a smiley face on a high wall.
The past comes back like waves in a storm, many and fierce. Even though Valentin had vowed to move forward and forget the past, at this moment he still couldn't help but look at the memories that were washing over him hard.
The mask was put on when he entered high school. Valentin disguised himself as a carefree and optimistic person, making fun and jokes with his classmates every day, trying his best to disguise himself as a normal person. In the eyes of others, he is probably a naive person with a bit of a straight mind and a good temper. Many people have become friends with him, but they are just friends.
No one knows what he really thinks in his heart, and everything he says is false, even to his parents. In every moment and every second of his previous life, no matter where he was, Valentine could always clearly hear every movement he made and the squeaking sound made by every tremor of his throat. , like a rusty robot that has never been lubricated. He thought about the meaning of his life in this world countless times, and soon shifted his thoughts to the image of his parents in his mind. Every time he feels tired and lacks energy, the words his parents said will be forcibly dug out of his mind and serve as motivation for Valentine to continue living.
This kind of life is undoubtedly painful and torturous, teetering on the edge of collapse countless times and saving oneself countless times. The more times you do it, the more you get used to it. At the beginning, Valentin would hug the pillow and cry bitterly, but a few years before his death, he could no longer shed a single tear. He just felt his heart aching and even wanted to laugh.
Ah, this feeling came out again, what's the use? I still have to live well anyway, God really thought I would commit suicide.
Sometimes, he would smile and purse his lips, his face as dark as winter.
Even so, his eyes were still dry and bloodshot.
After coming into this world, Valentine thought things would change - and indeed they did. During the Battle of Buttermore, he abandoned his weakness, endured the mental and physical pain, and violently vented the emotions suppressed in his heart. For a long time after that battle, Valentine fantasized about what would happen if Xing Yihuang and the Black Gloves team were unconscious or not present.
He really wanted to punch those bastards' heads into pieces with one punch, tear open their chests, pull out their intestines and ribs, and then pile everyone's corpses together with their internal organs. The fire burns cleanly.
So what if the feeling of cutting someone with a knife is disgusting? Under the pressure of venting, people become devils who ignore everything.
After Buttermore, Valentine once again faced a fork in the road in life, and then chose the path according to his own ideas.
But everything later proved that this choice was a mistake, at least for Valentine.
He overestimated his ability. Buttermore's victory made him feel the sunshine of life for the first time, so Valentine began to run forward regardless of everything -
The outcome is obvious. Chernobog was captured and destroyed after two years of accumulation.
Although Jiao Zhengyu enlightened him after that, it seems that Valentine has not made any progress.
He just keeps swinging.
The wall cracked, Valentine took the first step and fell on the second step. After he got up, he returned to the high wall, and under the guidance of Jiao Zhengyu, he once again took the first step out of the high wall.
He was still there, even after leaving the wall.
Just like what he thought when he first traveled through time, this life is easy to live, so just live it. If it's not easy, then it's just a matter of dying again and walking a few more steps.
However, Zhengyu gave Valentin a wish and a chance to return to the earth. Valentin's heart, which was about to die, came to life again. He had a goal in life again and felt the joy again. The pain and suffering of life.
The growler's money did not make him feel happy. He should have suffered from insomnia and pain. This was why he could so easily accept being transformed from a rich man to a poor man in a second.
Being liked by Angel Sister didn't make him feel happy, it even made him feel strange. Doesn’t she know what kind of person she is after being together for a year? Why does she still want to be with him?
Only this appearance and powerful abilities can make him happier. At least superpowers are what Valentine has always fantasized about, although this is not what he wants.
But if you’re suffering from severe depression and you’re happier, wouldn’t it be considered depression? Can you change the fact that you failed by answering a question on a paper with all mistakes?
Valentine put the diagnosis result on the table and his head sank.
"I don't know what you've been through, but depression doesn't exist in Rhode Island."
"Will I be fired?" Valentine smiled reluctantly.
"No, you are already an employee of Rhode Island, and we will be responsible for you to the end." Gavel's tone was rare for once serious.
"We haven't given up hope for the ore disease. How can a depression make us give up on an excellent operator? Stop joking." The serious tone was crooked again.
"Thank you." Valentine's voice was very soft.
"If you can, you can come to me often for heart-to-heart talks in the future. I am not a self-proclaimed psychological counselor."
Was it physically corrected by you holding the staff? If you get depressed again, I'll hit you on the head?
Valentin thought about that scene and couldn't help laughing.
"Ha, being able to smile means that you are not the kind of terminally ill patient." Jiaweier closed Valentine's diagnosis results interface.
"After all, people like you should have a dark cloud floating above your head, the kind that can thunder. Your face should not be so normal. It is consistent with the condition to often cry and look sad."
Gaviel lowered his head and carefully observed Valentine's face.
"You should have been suffering from depression a long time ago. For some reason those suicidal tendencies did not defeat you and kept you alive."
I have already died once, sister...
Valentine couldn't complain in his heart.
"And your condition has begun to improve, or it has been improving, but very slowly. There are more things in this world that you care about, right?"
Gavel glanced at the door of the consulting room. Outside the door, Xing Yihuang and Raphael were waiting.
"Time will heal everything, no matter how serious the wound is. When you start to enjoy more things, and when you have no time to feel compassion for others, congratulations, you have emerged from the shadow of depression."
"Be strong. Maybe your past performance will be looked down upon, but that is the past after all. The past you are dead, now you are transforming, and the future you will usher in a new life."
"Thank you." Valentine nodded to her and thanked her again.
"It's the next one, go ahead and ask them to come in."
"Okay." Valentin stood up, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he looked at Gaviel again.
"Dr. Gavel, can I ask you a question?"
"What?"
"Are you...really a psychological counselor?"
"Why, doesn't it look like that?"
"No...I'm just a little surprised that there's an Adacrisian who would become a doctor."
"Then you are questioning my medical skills." Jiavir held the staff beside her.
"Goodbye, Dr. Gavel." Valentin swallowed as he looked at the spikes and edges on the top of the staff, and left the psychological questioning room like the wind.
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Xing Yihuang and Raphael's psychological test ended quickly. When asked about the results, they both said they had no problems.
"What about you?" Raphael glanced at Valentin up and down, but did not see his diagnosis.
"What problems will I have?" Valentin didn't say anything about his results and casually prevaricated.
"The actual combat test site is elsewhere. Please follow me, three of you." An officer from the Rhode Island Operations Department motioned for them to follow.
The three Valentines nodded and followed him, preparing for the upcoming actual combat test.
Shortly after they left, a Volper Medical Department officer opened the door to the psychological consultation room.
"Miss Gavel, you are fishing here again." The medical department staff member who pushed in the door looked at Gavel with a look of helplessness.
"No, I'm helping you on duty." Jiavir quickly put the phone back into his pocket, looking innocent.
"No one came when I went out, right?" Wolper took off his white coat and hung it on the hanger at the door.
"Yes, and then I used my staff to treat him." Gavel stood up and gave up his seat.
"Huh?" Wolper stood still.
"You're kidding, who has a mental illness? With Rhode Island's high welfare, even severe depression can be recovered. Even if those guys want to commit suicide, they can't do it. There's a lot of work waiting for them. "
"Gavel!"
"Hey, don't pinch my waist...it's itchy, hahaha..."
