Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

"Doctor, I think I'm sick."

"Most people who come to me are sick to some extent. It's normal for you to be sick. If you are not sick, I will think you are making fun of me."

He took a potted plant from the window and placed it on the table. He picked up the white coat hanging on the hook in the corner and put it on. The conscientious psychologist sat down and asked skillfully: "What do you think is wrong with you? How does it manifest specifically? Can you hear this potted plant talking?"

"…Could it be that you, the doctor, are actually abnormal?"

A trace of doubt quietly arose in his heart, but the attendant god Yingzhai did not care about these trivial matters. It didn't matter whether it was normal or not. As long as he could cure the disease, he was a good doctor. It still depended on his skills.

The fox twitched its tail and replied, "I can't hear this potted plant talking now. In my eyes, it doesn't make any sound. If you want to ask about its specific performance..."

"The specific manifestation is very simple. It's like someone is calling my name in my heart, over and over again. It sounds like I haven't spoken to anyone in more than ten years. It's like a ghost without a body."

The voice rippling from the lake of the heart continued to echo, and the servant god Yingzhai patted his chest nonchalantly and said calmly.

A trace of regret and disappointment flashed across the psychiatrist's eyes. He took out a stethoscope from the drawer and waved his hand casually: "Lift up your clothes so I can hear what your heart sounds like."

"Oh~" The white-haired fox pinched the collar and pulled it down, and the cold stethoscope was placed on the heart.

The psychiatrist listened for a moment with a frown on his face, then put down his stethoscope with a serious expression. After looking carefully to make sure there was nothing hindering the function of the stethoscope, he quickly stood up, opened the door and walked out of the office.

"His~~"

When he got to the door, the psychiatrist took a deep breath and said, "The patient inside is dying. I think his so-called auditory hallucinations are not psychological problems, but a cry before death..."

"Wait!" Kamisato Motoyoshi pressed his palm down to stop the psychiatrist from continuing to speak. He asked in surprise: "What on earth supports you to say this? I think you should be able to tell the race of the patient?"

When my grandson's grandson is almost too old to walk, the samurai god Sakurasai will still be able to jump around and make trouble. It is very common for monsters to die of old age. The lifespan of some races is not long, only two or three hundred years at most.

For example, the red demon and the tengu are basically like this...

But the fox fairy Baichen would definitely not be included in this list. There were only fox fairies who died in battle, not fox fairies who died of old age.

"When I see a patient, I never care about his identity or race. All patients are treated equally here."

The psychiatrist said dissatisfiedly: "His heart beats irregularly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, and sometimes even stops suddenly for two or three seconds. This is undoubtedly the rhythm of sudden death."

"...For a monster, this is undoubtedly a normal thing. Please let me know if his heart returns to normal."

Kamisato Bugyo breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the psychiatrist's shoulders, opened the door and sent him back to the office, comforting him: "He came here only because of psychological problems, don't worry about his physical abnormalities."

If you really care, then even a few more doctors won't be able to help.

The samurai Yingsai sat in the chair and waited obediently, even the wagging of his fox tail was much less. When he saw the psychiatrist coming back, he whispered: "Doctor, is my condition serious?"

"The situation is not too serious. At least I didn't hear the auditory hallucinations you mentioned. This shows that your psychological problems have not yet developed to the point where they interfere with reality." Pulling off the pen clipped to his collar and writing on the paper, the psychiatrist casually said:

"Don't worry too much at the moment. Your problem can be cured through self-regulation, but I still recommend that you take some medicine. Self-regulation is not that easy to adjust, and you still need some medication to assist."

Strange fonts appeared on the paper. The samurai Sakurasai looked down at the paper on the table for a moment, then silently looked up at the psychologist in front of him, and suddenly sighed with relief.

"No wonder you were so disappointed when you found out I couldn't hear the potted plants talking... I don't recognize the other words on your paper. It looks like some kind of homemade font, but I recognize the part about your payment."

The attendant Yingzhai asked faintly, "The doctor is a top student from the Mello-Petersburg Medical College, right? Only that school supports special vouchers. I once secretly went there to study for a few days."

The psychiatrist raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised: "I didn't expect it was my junior brother in person. I didn't recognize him at first sight. What a sin!"

Standing up and grabbing the hand of the god-servant Sakurasai and shaking it vigorously, the psychiatrist said excitedly: "Since I graduated there and came to Inazuma, I have never seen brothers or sisters from the same academy again."

"I thought they were all doing well in Fontaine and had no intention of going abroad... I wonder where my junior brother is doing well now? If he hasn't found a job, my small clinic is still short of an assistant."

The psychologist was quite generous towards the student who graduated from the same medical school, and he sincerely wanted to invite this monster junior brother to stay.

After all, the Melopenterberg treatment method is special and cannot be easily publicized without permission. The psychologist has been afraid that people will learn it secretly over the years, so he has not hired assistants for the busy clinic.

Now that I have a fellow apprentice who is from the same school as me, I don’t have to worry about him learning from me on purpose. Of course, I will try my best to learn from him.

The fox's ears twitched, and the attendant Yingzhai was somewhat moved by the invitation of the psychiatrist. He said hesitantly:

"It's really nice to be your assistant, but I'm currently studying at a local medical school in Inazuma. As you know, each medical school has a different style, and each has its own strengths and weaknesses. I want to learn from each other, but I'm afraid I can't devote too much time to it."

"Learn from each other's strengths and overcome weaknesses? I didn't expect that you would have such a thought. This is something that can lead to progress. You can't give up halfway just because of my position in the clinic!"

The psychiatrist hurriedly advised: "And what you said makes me excited... But I have been in Inazuma for so many years, why haven't I heard that there is a medical school here?"

"Brother, you have been here for so many years and you have never been to the Machi-bugyo? It is just like Mello-Petersburg. They don't hang out their signs openly. It all depends on the discovery of the people by chance."

"really?"

"Of course it's true! I'll take my brother to have a look."

"Okay!"

The psychiatrist happily grabbed the hand of the attendant god Yingzhai and urged him repeatedly: "Then let's not waste any more time here, let's go."

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"Please explain. Your mental condition is not healthy and even worrying. According to common sense, you cannot pass the test of the Ministry of Justice. Who issued you a medical license?"

The cap of the pen tapped lightly on the table, and the god of valor Sakusai inquired.

The 'psychiatrist' watched curiously and sighed, "I didn't expect that the process of getting into school here is exactly the same as that of Melropiedasy. Perhaps all excellent medical schools have something in common!"

"But you asked me about a doctor's license? Can't that be done by just writing and drawing? That's how it's taught in Mello-Peterburg."

"I didn't expect that you are such a talent for forging certificates. Can you tell me where the drugs in your clinic come from? You don't have the purchasing documents and certificates for some of the restricted drugs."

"Of course I got this from the local boss! Junior brother, you wouldn't have forgotten how to buy restricted drugs, would you? That won't do! You can't forget what Mellopederberg taught you when you study here!"

The 'psychologist' advised: "We need to learn the new knowledge here, but we must not forget the old knowledge. Wait a minute, I will bring the notebook over. Take a look, it is full of precious knowledge from Merope Petersburg."

"There's nothing much to say about those backward methods... From the records of the Magistrate's Office, the location where your clinic is located is not yours. Logically, you should have been stopped when you were setting up the clinic."

The 'psychiatrist' spread his hands and said, "Isn't this much simpler? You only need to spend half the money to buy the title deed to do something that can produce the same result. This is what Melo Petersburg teaches."