Today's patient is also mysterious

Chapter 115 Versailles

Jiang Lan had no choice but to give up, because she couldn't afford the tax of the big villa.

"Eh!"

Lao Lu came over with a thermos. In winter, the warm sun in front of the window is the most comfortable. The two sat on the left and the right.

"What are you worried about? I only heard you sigh today."

Jiang Lan raised her eyelids and said weakly, "You don't understand the troubles of rich people."

"Tsk, flaunting wealth makes people cast aside."

She sat up straight, distressed, "What do you spit on, it's not me who is rich."

She is one of the poorest people, and her wealth ability ranks second to last in the studio, only a little stronger than Xiaobai.

At least Bobo has saved up a bunch of brand-name bags that can be cashed in. Lao Lu has a family and a family, and he has a wealth of money.

Old Lu, "Look, you are living in the blessing and not knowing the blessing, high-level Versailles, having a rich boyfriend is better than anything else."

"So, my boyfriend is too rich and also very distressed."

Jiang Lan looked up inadvertently, huh?When did Lao Lu leave?

Dengdengdeng.

The dull footsteps stopped at the door, Jiang Lan looked sideways, and there was a middle-aged man standing at the door of the studio, as if hesitating whether to come in.

She tilted her head in doubt, her eyes flickering slightly.

The person who came was wearing a khaki camouflage uniform, with bulky suede shoes of the same color on his feet, and his hair was in front of his forehead, making it difficult to see his expression.

Although she has a very ordinary appearance, she has an obvious sense of repulsion, as if there is a natural aura between people, some people are attracted to each other, and some people repel and resist.

He is the latter.

He quickly noticed her sizing up, as if he had finally made a decision, and strode in.

"Are you the psychiatrist here?"

Jiang Lan slowly sat up straight, with a professional smile on her face when she got up.

Everyone who comes is a guest.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Lan, the psychiatrist here, sit down, do you have any questions to consult?"

Wu Kai's eyes hidden behind his hair looked at her like knives, Jiang Lan still had a smile on his face, as if he felt the fun, he pulled the stool away and sat down.

Jiang Lan sat down opposite him. He was a muscular man, sitting there even avoiding the sun for three minutes, and the temperature dropped all of a sudden.

Wu Kai, "I want to issue a mental health certificate, can I do so?"

Jiang Lan raised her eyebrows, "If you can drive it, you can drive it, but the premise is, are you mentally healthy?"

She went straight to the point, and Wu Kai on the opposite side was obviously stunned, "You are a doctor, you can decide whether you are healthy or not."

His intention of coming is very obvious, just to issue proof.

It was only when she got closer that she realized that he had a bloody smell that couldn't be concealed. The last person who gave her this uncomfortable feeling was a butcher who killed pigs.

Jiang Lan looked directly into his eyes, cloudy and cold, like a god of death examining the world, and the sickle in his hand would be swung down at any time.

"The certificate you want cannot be issued here."

"why."

She chuckled, "Because I don't have a qualification certificate. This is the consulting room. If you want to get a certificate, you need to go to a regular clinic."

Wu Kai changed his sitting position, leaned forward, and became aggressive.

"It doesn't matter whether it's legal or not, as long as it's a doctor's order." He finished speaking and took out a stack of cash and put it on the table. "This is the reward."

The reward is very generous, it can be as small as a few thousand by visual estimation, Jiang Lan's heart is shamefully moved.

Jiang Lan, "If you want to prove what it is for, whether you need to go through formal procedures or see it in private, you have to make it clear."

Wu Kai, "I want to use it privately."

"You come to the office with me."

In the quiet environment, his aggression became higher, and he began to look around as soon as he entered the room, looking at the one-way mirror with an unclear expression.

Jiang Lan was looking for a pen and paper behind the desk, looking at him quietly from the corner of his eye.

"Is the sir a local? How do you fill in the information column?"

Wu Kai withdrew his eyes and looked at her with heavy eyes, "It's empty."

"Please come over here and fill out the test scale first, I will use it for records."

"Fill whatever you want."

Wu Kai sat down directly opposite her, staring at her with dark eyes.

"Hurry up, I know you psychologists are good at analysis, don't look at what you shouldn't."

He said it directly, but Jiang Lan was embarrassed to peek again.

Tsk, if you don't watch it, don't watch it, what is there for the middle-aged uncle to see.

After the handwritten report was issued, Wu Kai took the report and left without looking back.

This is the easiest way to make money since Shu Xin opened its doors.

Jiang Lan was in a good mood and turned on her mobile phone to check the news. The purpose of the news was the recent large-scale dismemberment case. The criminals were extremely vicious and cruel.

Now, the murderer is still at large. I hope that the general public in NY will be vigilant and try to reduce the number of times they go out.

When she saw this, her heart skipped a beat. Her first reaction was that the person who had just left was covered in blood, his facial features were covered, and his behavior was indescribably weird.

That person can't be the murderer, can he?
Jiang Lan suddenly stood up, swiped her phone quickly, her eyes fixed on the bounty, 50!

A huge sum of money.

Her first reaction when she saw the amount was not to be happy, but to open the door to see if the person had left just now.

Jiang Lan's sixth sense has never failed, and now that person has stepped on her sensitive point again, she has an intuition that the person just now is 50!

What should I do now, do I need to call the police?

This is the first time I have encountered such a situation, and I have no experience.

There is still common sense, reporting a false police report obstructs official duties and violates the law.

So, Jiang Lan called Wen Miao and asked him for advice without any psychological burden.

Wen Miao, "Listen to me, you don't need to do anything now, just lock the door and call the police!"

Jiang Lan, "It's not that exaggerated, everyone has already left."

When she spoke, she looked out of the door inadvertently, and suddenly lost her voice.

At some point, Wu Kai went back and forth, and stood at the door quietly watching her.

Like a leopard stalking its prey in the jungle.

He walked over and found a place to sit down.

Jiang Lan's eyes moved slightly, and she said calmly, "I have guests coming, so let's do this first."

"Why are you back, sir? Is there something wrong?"

She smiled just right, as if she hadn't said anything about exchanging 50.

Wu Kai, "Why did you hang up? I'm not in a hurry. You can talk slowly."

Jiang Lan swallowed nervously, no matter how calm a person is, he can't calm down when he encounters a murderer.

"It's not important." She tanned lightly, sat on the office chair, and patted her suddenly weak legs, "What are you?"

Wu Kai handed over her handwritten form, and said in a deep voice, "There is no official seal, and there is no signature."

Jiang Lan suspected that she had auditory hallucinations, and then looked at the list on the desktop, and there was indeed something missing.
She smiled, "It's simple."

Get it done in twos and threes.

Jiang Lan made up the list again, and she waited for him to finish checking and leave.

After Wu Kai read it, there was no problem. He put the list in his pocket and looked at her directly, as if he had something to say.

Jiang Lan licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, hesitating that it was too late to call for help.

(End of this chapter)