Crazy Psychologist

"Mr. Zhou?"

Zhou Gang was still immersed in his fantasy, he hadn't even swallowed the coffee in his mouth, and only saw a pen shaking from side to side in front of him.

"Mr. Zhou Gang, I don't see what's wrong with you. If your cervical spine is uncomfortable, you can go to the surgery to take an X-ray. If you don't want to go to the surgery to queue up, I can also issue you a checklist. You see, right? need?"

Zhou Gang touched his neck again, "No, don't use it for now."

"Can you tell me why you came to the Department of Psychology?"

Mu Chun asked straight to the point.

"I, I've already told Dr. Chu Sisi, so I don't need to talk to Dr. Mu again."

"It's really not necessary, but Dr. Chu may not be able to treat you in the future."

Mu Chun said with a sad face.

"Why?" Zhou Gang anxiously jumped up from his seat.

Mu Chun waved his hand to signal Zhou Gang to sit down.

"Because you don't have any illnesses. If you don't have any illnesses, why would Dr. Chu treat you?"

"Why am I not sick? I'm sick. I can't sleep well and my heart beats fast. I, I'm afraid of talking when there are many people. I still have..."

"What else do you have? If you can't sleep well, I think it has something to do with your cervical spine problem. Can you touch the back of your neck for a small uniform bump?"

Zhou Gang stretched out his hand to touch it, and indeed felt a uniform bump on the back of his neck.

"Do you like to sleep in a certain position, no matter whether you are tired or not, you have to maintain that position to fall asleep?"

Zhou Gang was told what was on his mind, his face turned red, and he slowly put down his hands, looking flustered.

Why is there no similarity between psychosomatic doctors and psychosomatic doctors? Dr. Chu is so gentle, and he always talks after Zhou Gang. With Zhou Gang as the center, this Dr. Mu Chun is completely reversed, saying that he is a doctor? No, no, it would be better to say that he is more like a detective.

And this doctor Mu Chun didn't let him talk properly at all, but Zhou Gang felt that he wouldn't talk to a male doctor like Mu Chun either.

"For example, when you sleep, do you like to sleep in one direction, but if you change the direction, you will feel uneasy? This kind of situation is very common. Some patients with shoulder strain have been sleeping in one direction for many years. Sleeping in one direction puts more pressure on the muscles and tissues on one side, and chronic strain occurs over time."

When Zhou Gang heard it, he really felt a dull pain in his right shoulder, which was sore and swollen.

"Yes, indeed, I used to sleep on my right side, and the doctor was right about that."

"Are you used to holding something to sleep, or holding something to sleep, some kind of special thing, let me tell you a story, I once heard a classmate tell a story about his kindergarten, he said that at that time he still I don't know much about it, I just feel that every time I take a nap, there will always be a hand reaching for his blanket, and then slowly approaching him from under the blanket, very close, very close... .”

Mu Chun's speech was getting slower and slower, and Zhou Gang was gradually attracted by Mu Chun's tone of voice. When Mu Chun stopped suddenly, he felt uncomfortable.

It's like listening to that, two-sentence horror.

The first line reads: "When my boyfriend told me he was pregnant with my baby..."

The storyteller suddenly stopped talking.

"When the last person on earth was sitting in the living room of his home, at this moment, there was a knock on the door..."

"I've always wondered, what's your oversized scythe for? That's what I asked when Reaper took me to the Underworld.

Death said: \'.......\'"

The storyteller stopped talking, Zhou Gang naturally felt empty in his heart, and asked tremblingly, "What happened next?"

"Later? Oh, I heard a classmate tell a story about him in kindergarten. He said that he was still ignorant and didn't know much at that time. He just felt that every time he took a nap, there would always be a hand reaching for his blanket. , and then slowly approached him from under the blanket, very close, very close, very close..."

Mu Chun stretched out his right hand to make a claw shape in the air.

"What happened later?" Zhou Gang felt that ants were already crawling behind him.

"At that time, my classmates were only as old as kindergarten children, and every time they took a nap..."

Zhou Gang hurriedly said: "A hand reached into his blanket, and then slowly approached him, very close, very close, very close... What's next?"

This time, this story came out of Zhou Gang's mouth, and he felt his throat becoming more and more tense, as if the little hand hidden under the blanket had polished a small match in his throat. "

"That hand slowly placed on my classmate's..."

Mu Chun stopped again, and his hand had already been placed less than 10cm above Zhou Gang's thigh. Zhou Gang shivered for a while, feeling a strong electric current flow through his body.

This reminded him of the uneasy but endless pleasure he felt when he was talking to Chu Sisi.

"Well...then what?" Zhou Gang couldn't wait, he had already entered a kind of crazy excitement.

It was more exciting than talking to Dr. Chu.

Mu Chun blinked at Zhou Gang with flirtatious and frivolous eyes, and the hand on Zhou Gang's thigh seemed to draw an arc in the air.

Zhou Gang suddenly felt as if he had been licked by a cat with its furry paws and wet tongue, it was indescribable~

"Do you have such a story, tell me, if you tell me one, I will tell you one too, man, there are many such stories..."

After Mu Chun finished speaking, she slowly stretched out her hand.

The skin of Zhou Gang's whole body was squeezed into a ball, and goose bumps appeared layer after layer on the surface of his limbs and torso. He almost wanted to jump up or grab Mu Chun's shoulders to let him finish the story. He exchanges a story.

That's right, man, there are plenty of stories like this.

So Zhou Gang swallowed his saliva~www.readwn.com~ and told Mu Chun that he secretly used a telescope to watch a girl take a shower.

"I actually can't see anything clearly," Zhou Gang said.

"Can't see clearly? Then how many times have you watched it?" Mu Chun asked with a look of curiosity.

"Many times, I don't know the number, many times, many times, but I really haven't seen it clearly once."

Zhou Gang gritted his teeth and smiled.

Mu Chun waved his hands understandingly, "I understand, I understand, I can play, I can play!"

After finishing speaking, he lay on his back on the chair, rubbed his palms, sat up again after a while, and said, "Is there any other story like this? It's better to be true, true."

"It's all true!" Zhou Gang became interested, and now it's not so easy for Mu Chun to make him stop.

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