The fishing villain is not happy, the host coaxes and kisses her

On the second day, Ji Qinghe got up early and drove to the Yejia Psychological Counseling Studio in a suit as usual.

The business of this studio is very good, it is said that the boss is very professional and capable.

He jumped in line to get a spot in the outpatient clinic because of a friend's relationship.

Ji Qinghe sat in the waiting room, waiting for his number to be called.

A handsome man wearing a doctor's robe was holding on to the shoulders of another handsome man.

"Gu Qiyi, you really can't eat like this. If you continue to eat like this, I suspect you have bulimia."

"Zhi Xia, what are you talking nonsense about? I don't have bulimia. What I call eating is eating and raising balls to make money." The man named Gu Qiyi frowned and retorted.

Ye Zhixia sneered, "You need to make money?"

Gu Qiyi would never be able to spend all the Gu family's money in his lifetime, so he had the nerve to say that he could make money by live streaming eating.

He is obviously a foodie.

"You don't understand. Eating is my pleasure, and I can also make money. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?" Gu Qiyi said proudly: "I'm not here to preach to you. It's been a month and a half since you invited me to dinner last time. , I haven’t invited you yet, I happen to be free today, please invite me to have dinner with Qiuqiu.”

Today he went shopping with Qiuqiu and asked Ye Zhixia to treat him to dinner.

Ye Zhixia's mouth twitched and she said angrily: "I won't kill you!"

"You really can't kill me." Gu Qiyi spread his hands, "When will you get off work? Qiuqiu and I will wait for you."

Ye Zhixia: "..."

He was sure that Gu Qiyi just stopped by for a meal!

Ji Qinghe watched the conversation between the two with great interest and found it quite interesting.

Eat broadcast?

Such a handsome man eats and broadcasts?

She is still in such good shape, but it doesn’t look like she is very edible at all.

Usually the hosts of mukbang broadcasts either pretend to eat in front of the camera, but actually cut out the scene of throwing things, or eat on the spot and then go on the air to choke.

Very few mukbang bloggers can keep their figure unchanged.

Maybe this young man has just started doing mukbang.

"Mr. Gu, we brought Qiuqiu over."

At this time, the nurse brought over a four-year-old boy.

The boy's eyes looked dull, as if something was abnormal.

"Qiuqiu's condition has been getting better and better recently, and she will say thank you to us." The nurse praised.

This little boy has autism and doesn't care about anyone except Gu Qiyi.

Being able to be held by a nurse today is already a big improvement.

"Well, I also think Qiuqiu has made great progress." Gu Qiyi picked up the boy and kissed him, "Qiuqiu is great!"

The boy lay shyly on Gu Qiyi's shoulder and remained silent.

Suddenly, he looked in the direction of Ji Qinghe, and his dull eyes suddenly lit up.

He patted Gu Qiyi's shoulder, "Daddy...beautiful..."

"What's so beautiful?" Gu Qiyi immediately responded to his son, and followed the direction his son pointed and saw Ji Qinghe.

What a beautiful man.

Don’t be angry but be powerful, don’t smile but be charming.

That kind of temperament is so complicated that people can't take their eyes away.

Gu Qiyi felt that the man in front of him was very familiar, as if he had seen him before somewhere.

Suddenly a world away.

He looked down at his son and then at Ji Qinghe, feeling a bit like him?

Must be wrong.

"Beautiful." Qiuqiu pointed in the direction of Ji Qinghe and said two words awkwardly.

Gu Qiyi agreed: "Well, you have such a good sense, you are indeed beautiful."

Ji Qinghe didn't feel disgusted by being discussed in person.

There is no need to worry about this with a child.

What's more, if you don't talk about beauty, you won't lose any meat.

"Mr. Ji, you're here." Ye Zhixia saw Ji Qinghe and immediately stepped forward to shake hands with him, "I'm sorry, did I delay your consultation time?"

He was so busy talking to Gu Qiyi that he almost forgot about the important person Ji Qinghe.

Ji Qinghe let go of his hand and looked at his watch, "I'll be here in five minutes."

"Gu Qiyi, you and Qiuqiu stay here while I consult the next patient first?" Ye Zhixia asked.

Gu Qiyi looked at Zhixia, then at Ji Qinghe, and understood something, "Yeah, okay."

Such a good-looking man actually has a mental illness?

What disease is it?

"Are you sick?" Qiuqiu tilted his head and asked.

"Yes, those who come here are basically sick." Gu Qiyi touched his son's face and said bluntly.

He felt there was nothing he couldn't say.

Qiuqiu pointed at himself, "Am I sick?"

"Yes, you are sick, but you will be fine soon. Our Qiuqiu is so good and smart, you will be fine." Gu Qiyi hugged his son, not knowing whether he was telling himself or his son.

Qiuqiu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Okay...will it be okay?"

Gu Qiyi sat on the seat holding his son, muttering a lot of rambling words to his son Qiuqiu.

Anyway, he says whatever comes to his mind.

Qiuqiu is occasionally expressionless, and occasionally responds.

However, Gu Qiyi didn't have any impatience.

Medical room——

Ye Zhixia looked at Ji Qinghe, who was frowning, and felt helpless for a moment.

The patient in front of me is not really looking for mental illness.

"Mr. Ji, if you don't want to see a doctor, don't force yourself," Ye Zhixia put down the blank medical record and said with a smile, "I think your current condition is not suitable for seeing a doctor."

Ji Qinghe sat up straight and curled his hands into fists, "In my situation, if I don't eat, I will have physical problems."

"Actually, you yourself should know where the crux is?" Ye Zhixia hit the nail on the head.

Ji Qinghe was silent.

He naturally knew where the crux was, but he just had no way of telling it.

How could he tell his father that he didn't want these relatives to live in the old house?

He couldn't bear to see the light in his father's eyes disappear.

For the sake of the elderly, how about a little patience.

Ji Qinghe stood up and said, "I'm sorry."

Ye Zhixia hurriedly said: "Mr. Ji, many patients don't know that they have mental illness at first, and even think that it is just a small problem. When it expands later, it may turn into depression."

Ji Qinghe pursed his lips, showing no signs of anger on his pale face.

Ye Zhixia had no choice but to open the door first and suggested: "If you have lost your appetite recently, maybe you can try watching some live broadcasts of mukbang, maybe it will arouse your appetite."

Ji Qinghe didn't say that he had tried it a long time ago, but seeing the expressions on those people's faces when they ate, it was obvious that they didn't really like to eat, but just wanted to make money by bringing goods.

He is not interested in mukbang of this nature.

At this time, Gu Qiyi appeared in front of him holding his son.

A thought flashed through Ye Zhixia's mind, "You can search for the ID of Qingzhiyi and look at his mukbang, maybe there will be surprises."

Ji Qinghe was not an idiot and quickly guessed who the ID anchor Ye Zhixia was talking about.

He looked steadily at Gu Qiyi, who was smiling brightly.

The child in his arms was obviously expressionless and wouldn't even respond, but Gu Qiyi was still smiling.

What kind of mentality is this?