Revenge fails to be attacked (gl)

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Guo Qi hurriedly sat next to her, put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her in a low voice.

Zhuang Yan walked over slowly, looking around.

Three bedrooms and two living rooms, a very typical apartment of three generations living under one roof, the decoration is not new, the furniture is also old, there is an opera player on the decorative cabinet, there is a well-placed teacup of old cadres on the corner of the table, next to the teacup is Dahongpao's Box, if it is said that the old man's son moved abroad in the past two years, and the old man passed away in the past two months, it would be like that.

Zhuang Yan went to the sofa and sat down too. The woman was still crying miserably on the pillow, clutching the towel.

"I'm already like this, what's the point of being alive?"

Guo Qi comforted her, "There is no obstacle you can't get past. This kind of scumbag is not worth your life and death for him. By the way, let me introduce you. Living at her house is because she said she would lend you money, she is very nice, don't cry."

As she said that, she introduced the woman to Zhuang Yan, "This is my classmate, Lao Tie, Miao Weiwei."

Zhuang Yan didn't break through what she said that she wanted to lend her money, she just nodded and said: "I've heard about you, just like my sister, my sister..."

Make up a person with a similar experience, or even pretend to be yourself, so as to draw closer the distance between you and the patient, form an emotional resonance, and improve the patient's acceptance, so that you can gain the patient's trust more quickly and achieve The best psychotherapy effect.

Zhuang Yan chatted with Miao Weiwei for a long time, using psychological counseling as an appearance, mainly to observe whether she was lying or not.

Her tears were real, and she was filled with righteous indignation when she talked about her boyfriend, and when she talked about her child's red eye circles, in terms of various emotional reactions, it was more real, but it was because of this that she was suspicious, after all, she was just a stranger who just met, even if she It's a psychiatrist, and it's unlikely that she will be put into a state in three seconds.

In particular, there are two more suspicious points.

First, she has a pretty good temperament, and she doesn't look like a child from a resource-poor area.

Second, although she speaks Mandarin, if she doesn't pay attention, she will pop up a sentence or two of Beijing movies.

for example……

"He's not a thing!"

"I just told him, your old man can give me some money, I beg you!"

Zhuang Yan comforted her for a while, then suddenly asked, "Where is your hometown?"

Miao Weiwei cried again, clutching the towel, "Don't mention it, poor Shangougou, it's embarrassing to say it."

"Which poor mountain valley?"

Guo Qi poked her hard, "People don't like to mention things about their hometown, so don't ask, who doesn't have any psychological shadow or something?"

Zhuang Yan glanced at her lightly, "You can't say which province?"

Guo Qi said: "It's from HB Province."

Zhuang Yan nodded, "Oh, it's quite close to the imperial capital."

But no matter how close you are, if you're not from the imperial capital, it's fine if you don't have any leftovers in the imperial capital for four years. How can Beijing movies be like this?

Guo Qi patted her on the back, "Okay, don't cry, wash your face and go to the hospital. Didn't the doctor say you can't wait? Go early and make arrangements."

Miao Weiwei just wiped away her tears and got up to wash her face.

Until now, Zhuang Yan was still skeptical, but she didn't expect that they actually went to the hospital and saw the doctor, and the doctor dug out the medical records and confirmed that she had indeed had an abortion here before, hemorrhage in the uterus, and so on. She thought it was a fabricated fact.

After confirming that they came for medical examination and arranged surgery on Monday, the three left the hospital again.

Along the way, Miao Weiwei's eyes were red, and Guo Qi even wiped away a few tears.

"Fortunately, there is Dr. Zhuang...Yan, at least you don't have to worry about the surgery fee and hospitalization fee. Don't worry too much. You have to trust the doctor."

Qiang Xing is borrowed money.

Zhuang Yan smiled coolly, "I don't think it's prudent to only listen to a doctor's diagnosis. After all, this is an important operation related to fertility. I suggest going to the central hospital for another diagnosis. Don't worry about the cost. They are all acquaintances. I will definitely ensure the best On the basis of the medical effect, the unnecessary expenses will be reduced for you, which will only be less than here, not more than here."

Guo Qi and Miao Weiwei looked at each other, Zhuang Yan glanced at the rearview mirror, "Why don't you go now, healing is like putting out a fire, so don't delay."

After all, he turned around when he turned on the turn signal.

Guo Qi hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes, I think Dr. Zhuang... Yan is too right! We can't just listen to one hospital, let's go to a few more hospitals!"

Miao Weiwei also echoed: "That's right, the qualifications of the Third Affiliated Hospital are not very good after all. I only came here because of the proximity. The Central Hospital is more reliable."

After a pause, she suddenly said again: "However, Guo Qi, what did you call Zhuang Yan just now? This is not the first time, why does your voice change a little every time?"

"Yes, is there?" Guo Qi shrank to one side with a guilty conscience.

"Very good!" Miao Weiwei wiped away her tears and muttered, "What the hell are you shouting? Zhuang Yuan... Yan? No, Zhuang Ying... Yan? Still not right, Zhuang Yi... Yan? One? What do you mean? "

Guo Qi timidly turned his eyes away, "No, it's not interesting, you heard it wrong."

Miao Weiwei's eyes turned red, and she patted her thigh, "Guo Qi, you can't lie to me, if you lie to me, I, I..."

Before the words were finished, it was time to cry again.