Fan Zhixin nodded and said with admiration: "You are right, that's what I think, and I am indeed torturing myself."

Dr. Huang stared at Fan Zhixin and visibly exhaled when she saw her saying these words.

Doctor Huang smiled and said confidently: "Has Ms. Fan decided to cancel her revenge plan and let go of this torture?"

Fan Zhixin nodded sharply and gave a thumbs up, "You are so amazing. You have guessed everything about my inner world."

Seeing Qi Zhiqiang walking over while looking at his watch, Dr. Huang smiled and said, "I am not a fortune teller, and my diagnosis of you is not based on guesswork."

Her diagnosis? Fan Zhixin also saw Qi Zhiqiang coming over and asked quickly: "Then Mr. Qi is looking for you, not for his own treatment?"

Dr. Huang nodded, "Yes, Mr. Qi brought you to Shanghai just to treat you."

Although Mr. Qi asked Fan Zhixin to keep it a secret, Dr. Huang knew exactly when to reveal the secret. He believed it was time to tell the patient himself.

Qi Zhiqiang came over and saw Fan Zhixin staring at him, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? I've been gone for twenty minutes, and you have lost your memory, right?"

It turned out that Qi Zhiqiang had already noticed that he had a problem in his heart, so he lied about being on a business trip and brought him to Shanghai for medical treatment.

She had already seen that Qi Zhiqiang was the kind of bad guy who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Forget it, if he wasn't such a good man who valued love and justice, he wouldn't have loved Kuang Mengwei for so many years. Just because of this, she decided to forgive him for everything he had done to her and her father.

Fan Zhixin smiled happily, "I didn't lose my memory, I lost my love." Since she has decided to let go of it all, she is tantamount to losing her love.

"Lost in love?" Qi Zhiqiang curled his lips and muttered: "What's so great about falling in love? It makes you look like a little pitiful person."

Dr. Huang looked at the two people with a smile and suddenly said: "Ms. Fan is broken up in love, and Mr. Qi is divorced. I think it's quite suitable for you two to get together."

"Me and her?" Qi Zhiqiang shook his head quickly, "We have been enemies for eight lifetimes, please don't make such jokes."

Knowing that Dr. Huang had good intentions and wanted to bring them together, but seeing Qi Zhiqiang's reaction, Fan Zhixin winked mischievously at Dr. Huang and spread her hands helplessly.

The three of them then ordered their meals, and Fan Zhixin ate happily. Dr. Huang looked at the two of them with interest, and they also ate quite deliciously.

Only Mr. Qi didn't know what to eat and looked worried.

When we parted after dinner, Fan Zhixin took the initiative to ask for Dr. Huang's contact information, saying that it was rare to meet someone of the opposite sex whom we could talk to, and we would treat him as friends from now on.

As soon as Fan Zhixin left, Qi Zhiqiang asked Dr. Huang with some jealousy, "I will leave your sight for twenty minutes, and it will feel like you have become old friends for decades. Don't you want to chase her?"

After hearing Qi Zhiqiang's question, Dr. Huang deliberately thought for a while and nodded, "After Mr. Qi reminded me, I remembered that I am also a divorced man. Now I also have the right to pursue her?"

Dr. Huang deliberately called her "her" instead of the previous title, Miss Fan, or Fan Zhixin.

Qi Zhiqiang reminded unhappily: "The relationship between you is just that of a doctor and a patient. This is too unethical."

Mr. Qi obviously cared about Fan Zhixin, but he forced himself not to admit it.

The most common method used by psychiatrists is to stabilize the patient's mind and elicit what is in the patient's heart.

But to deal with people like Qi Zhiqiang, some stimulating methods should be used.

Doctor Huang patted Qi Zhiqiang and said, "Mr. Qi, let me tell you the truth. Your psychological problems are actually much more serious than Miss Fan's."

"What kind of psychological problem do I have? I didn't prick myself with needles," he reminded him. Qi Zhiqiang asked worriedly: "Then she won't prick herself with needles again in the future, right?"

Dr. Huang shook his head firmly, "I don't think so, because Miss Fan has learned to let go."

"She put it down, what?"

Seeing Fan Zhixin admiring a pot of flowers in the distance, Dr. Huang turned back to Qi Zhiqiang and explained seriously: "You told me about Miss Fan's strange behaviors, such as pricking herself with needles. I can tell you seriously now

, why is she doing this?"

Since arriving in Shanghai, they have been busy looking for the palace in their dreams. He really didn't take time to have a good chat with Dr. Huang, because he felt that there was still plenty of time and he was not in a hurry. Who would have thought that Fan Zhixin would leave right now when he said he wanted to leave.

Qi Zhiqiang pointed to the chair, "Let's sit down and talk."

The two people who were about to leave sat down again.

Fan Zhixin was still waiting for them there, so he wanted to make Qi Zhiqiang understand that Fan Zhixin's illness was not actually an illness in the shortest possible time.

Dr. Huang thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Qi, have you read a foreign novel called Invisible Scars?"

Qi Zhiqiang shook his head quickly, "I haven't seen it."

Not to mention those foreign novels that made it difficult to remember people's names, even those domestic masterpieces, he didn't even bother to read.

Dr. Huang nodded, "Well, I think you haven't read it either. Successful people like you usually read books on economics."

Qi Zhiqiang shook his head and denied: "Not all, I have read all of Mao Zedong's books."

"Haha..." Dr. Huang was amused by Qi Zhiqiang's words.

The relaxed conversation made Qi Zhiqiang also smile, "Dr. Huang, I find that you really don't look like a doctor." He glanced at Fan Zhixin in the distance, "I didn't expect to leave in such a hurry this time, but in the future,

We must find opportunities to talk more."

Dr. Huang was also full of good impressions of Qi Zhiqiang, a forthright northern man, and nodded, "That's it, let's make a deal. We will definitely find an opportunity to have a good chat in the future."

Qi Zhiqiang reminded with a smile: "Then let's continue the topic just now and talk about the foreign novel you mentioned?"

Dr. Huang simply said: "The male protagonist in that novel suspected that his wife had betrayed him, and then strangled his wife to death one day. At that time, his wife's blood flowed into the man's hands," Dr. Huang said

Then he gestured at the tiger's mouth, "The man later found out that he had mistakenly killed his wife, who loved him. Since then, the man's hands stained with his wife's blood have been in unbearable pain. The man went to see doctors everywhere and tried various methods.

, failed to cure the pain in his hand, and finally, the man chose to commit suicide."

Qi Zhiqiang frowned and asked in confusion: "Does this have anything to do with Fan Zhixin's illness?"

Dr. Huang continued to explain: "Mr. Qi, don't you remember the name of this novel? Pain without a wound is even more unbearable, so Miss Fan chose acupuncture to transfer the pain in her heart."
Chapter completed!