I was just playing tricks, how come I became Bai Yueguang

"I suspect I'm sick, mentally ill."

Jiang Huashan straightened his back with a serious expression. Because he was a little nervous, his white and tender fingertips unconsciously grasped the armrests on both sides of the chair.

As a professional psychologist with many years of experience, Xiao Zhi has seen all sorts of situations. He calmly comforted her, "Mrs. Shen, please don't be nervous. Could you elaborate on why you made this judgment?"

Jiang Huashan said, "I keep having hallucinations in my head. I always hear someone... No, it's a mass talking to me. I looked it up online, and I have schizophrenia."

Xiao Zhi opened the medical record, made a brief note, and put down his pen. "Madam, people can experience hallucinations in many situations. I see that you are not in a good mental state. Perhaps you need a good night's sleep."

Jiang Huashan shook her head and glared at the man in dissatisfaction, "Are you a doctor? I came to see a doctor and you asked me to sleep?! If you don't want to see me, then ask your dean to send someone else."

"..." Xiao Zhi remained tactically silent. He couldn't afford to offend the person before him. After a moment's hesitation, he picked up his pen again, ready for battle. "I'm sorry, I was negligent just now. I beg Madam Shen's forgiveness. Madam, could you please tell me more about your hallucinations?"

That's more or less.

Jiang Huashan's expression eased slightly, and then he said in a serious tone, "There's a voice that often appears in my head. It's very annoying, always instigating and urging me to do bad things. If I don't listen, it will control my body."

Xiao Zhi, "What does it look like?"

Jiang Huashan tried to recall, "It has no shape. Sometimes it looks like a cloud of fog, and sometimes it looks like a ball of light."

Xiao Zhi didn't take it seriously and continued to ask, "You said it can control you. Can you tell me specifically how it controls you?"

Jiang Huashan frowned, "I don't know. It seems to be able to control my consciousness. Every time it forces its way into my body, my memory becomes confused. I can't remember many things in the past, and I only remember the most recent one."

Xiao Zhi, "Please tell me."

Jiang Huashan said, "A few days ago, Fu Suer came to bother me again. She was very rude and even tried to hit me. I wanted Aunt Zhang to kick her out, but 'it' instigated me to attack Fu Suer with the vase on the table... Although I didn't like Fu Suer, I never wanted to kill her. But when I woke up, Fu Suer had already fallen in a pool of blood, and I was still holding the vase... It was 'it' that controlled me."

Xiao Zhi paused his pen and looked at the woman in front of him in surprise.

Fu Sui'er was the cousin of the third branch of the Shen family. Xiao Zhi worked at the Grade A general hospital, which was controlled by the Shen family. The day Miss Fu's accident struck, the entire hospital's leadership was alarmed, and brain specialists from both China and abroad flew to Jinggang overnight for treatment. Everyone was stunned at the time. Given the Shen family's status in Country A, who would dare to tamper with such an unfortunate situation?

It turns out that the murderer is Mrs. Shen, no wonder.

The secrets of wealthy families are complex and intricate, especially those of a prestigious clan like the Shen family. The current behavior of this young Madam Shen seems less like schizophrenia and more like an attempt to excuse her own crimes. Could it be that she's watched too many TV dramas and thinks she can rest easy just by being labeled a psychopath?

Xiao Zhi didn't dare dwell on it, fearing he might accidentally learn something he shouldn't. But money was hard to come by, and treatment had to continue, so he had to change the subject.

"Are there any other hallucinations besides these?"

Jiang Huashan nodded, "Yes, besides the sound, a book always appears in my mind."

"Book?"

"Yes. That voice told me that I'm not actually human. I'm just a vicious cannon fodder in a book, and that book is the world we live in now. 'It' is like the serpent in the Garden of Eden, always trying to trick me into opening that book."

The world of the insane is indeed colorful and exciting. Xiao Zhi secretly complained, but his face remained calm. "Then have you opened it?"

Jiang Huashan glanced at him and said, "Of course not. Being vicious and stupid is fine, but why should I be cannon fodder? I am so naturally beautiful, I should be the heroine no matter where I am." She thought about it and said indignantly, "The heroine!"

“…” Xiao Zhi was speechless.

Indeed, although this Madam Shen behaved in an absurd manner and had a bad reputation, she was the envy of countless girls in Whale Harbor.

Adopted by the Shen family at ten, married to the eldest son of the Shen family at twenty—this fate is a perfect Cinderella comeback! If even someone like her is cannon fodder, then what are they? Just random people who appear in one scene?

After talking for a long time, Jiang Huashan's throat became dry. He knocked on the table impatiently and asked, "Do you understand my condition?"

“…” Xiao Zhi nodded.

Jiang Huashan breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, then, prescribe the medicine."

How can you be a psychopath when you are so clear-headed?

Xiao Zhi looked thoughtful, and suddenly a light bulb went off in his head when he remembered that there was a big news in the entertainment section yesterday.

The "one" from the Shen family and the new national goddess Su Yun were photographed staying at the Baron Hotel together, and the "one" drove away the next morning.

As a doctor, Xiao Zhi usually doesn't pay attention to this kind of entertainment gossip, but the three words "Shen Lanxi" are well-known in Country A. As soon as they appear, they occupy all the front pages of the market. It is hard for him not to pay attention.

Her husband had just been exposed for a night out with a beautiful woman, and Mrs. Shen came to the Shen Family Hospital for treatment? Xiao Zhi looked thoughtfully at Jiang Huashan across from him. It seemed that no matter how beautiful she was, she could not escape the struggle of the rich.

Jiang Huashan had no idea that the psychologist in front of him had already imagined a conspiracy to win over the wealthy. Seeing his scowl, she felt a pang in her heart, "Why? Is it difficult to treat?"

Xiao Zhi was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head, "No...it's not difficult to treat. I'll prescribe some medicine right away. You can go to the VIP reception room and rest for a while. The nurse will prepare the medicine and bring it to you."

Jiang Huashan nodded, stood up and left the clinic. She had only taken two steps when she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to tell the white coat to keep it a secret. Shen Lanxi already hated her, and if he knew she had a mental problem, he would definitely take the opportunity to divorce her. Although she no longer cared about Shen Lanxi, it was not the time to leave the Shen family yet.

No! I can't let Shen Lanxi catch her.

Jiang Huashan turned back and was about to push the door open when she heard someone inside talking to someone.

"Oh, yes! Secretary Gao, the young lady has left."

"Looking at the symptoms, there's nothing wrong. Madam has probably been having trouble sleeping lately, which is why she's so worried. I've already prescribed some sleeping pills. Okay, wait a moment. I'll prepare a copy of Madam's medical history and send it to you."

"Hey hey! It's not a trouble, it's not a trouble. Secretary Gao, you're welcome. Goodbye." The man bowed his head in front of the phone, completely losing his previous professionalism.

Secretary Gao? Gao Zhi, Shen Lanxi's dog.

Jiang Huashan curled the corners of her mouth coldly. In the three years of marriage, Shen Lanxi had never called her once, and now she actually asked his dog to check her whereabouts. It was really flattering.

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To all my dear new and old readers:

The romance is a bit slow in this story. The early stages are about childhood sweethearts and the budding romance of youth. The author isn't known for writing stories that instantly spark love, and the hero is a bit of a pervert, so the love-at-first-sight, overly romantic plot doesn't quite work. But! It's the same formula: once the romance blossoms, things start to flow.

Micro-group portraits, the struggles among top wealthy families, the conspiracies and overt plots involved are all nonsense made up by the author and cannot stand scrutiny.

Finally, I am grateful for meeting you, for your support, and for your companionship along the way.