God's Domain Psychiatry

"Why didn't it work?"

Yang Ruoyu guessed: "Could it be the wrong person?"

"Impossible, aren't we immune to this?"

Liu Ziqiang leaned forward without giving up, pointed to his nose and asked Tang Jue, "Tang Jue, do you still remember my wife?"

"Your wife? The cosplay one who would kill me as soon as she saw me?"

"...I really remember everything." Liu Ziqiang sighed. He was quite willing to hear that Tang Jue was going to have his memory erased. Although Tang Jue was usually crazy, he didn't have to worry about his identity when talking in front of him. , If you lose your memory, when you face him in the future, you can't speak like before, but you have to think about it first.

To be honest, it's hard work to be so tense all day long. Tang Jue is funny, but he is always very happy, and his mood can't help but improve when he stays with him.

"Where's Grand Master Jiang?"

"I went to a meeting. Also, to be on the safe side, it's better for you to call him the dean. It seems that in order to make it easier for us to go out, we plan to shorten the visiting days to once every two weeks."

"……Eh?!"

"Forget it, let's talk about it later after he finishes the meeting."

So everyone said hello to Tang Jue, and went out in unison. The little heels followed at the end. Before leaving, they looked at Tang Jue and asked, "Do you remember me?"

"Of course I remember, little queen! You are so strange what happened today? Isn't this really the second week? Why didn't you stare at the sun today."

"It's cloudy today. But, just remember." A shy smile appeared on Xiaohou's delicate face: "I'll go first."

"Bye, see you later."

Tang Jue completely forgot that this was Wei Jing's room, and just took it as her own place, and habitually sat on the bed.They seem to have mentioned Grand Master Jiang just now?

Who is Jiang Taishi?It seems to be Dean Jiang?

These three words are like a key, unlocking the memory sealed deep in his mind, and Tang Jue recalled everything at once.yes!It's Dean Jiang!The one he saw last night was Dean Jiang!

Dean Jiang also promised to let him meet Mengmeng!He also said that you can eat noodles made by Mengmeng!

Tang Jue jumped to the ground excitedly, he wanted to find Dean Jiang quickly, he wanted to see Mengmeng!

Just as he made up his mind and was about to go out, Zhuang Lin suddenly came in with a document in his hand. He was not surprised to see Tang Jue, as if he knew he was here, "Are you here to play with Wei Jing?"

Wei Jing's age is not much different from Tang Jue, so it's normal to come to play with her, and Wei Jing is a cute girl.

Zhuang Lin noticed this new discovery and began to think about the meaning behind the behavior. Could it be that the previous judgment about gender cognition was wrong?

"Oh... just came to say hello, why are you here again!" Tang Jue glanced at his bare wrist: "Shouldn't you come back in an hour?"

"You have a very precise grasp of the time." Zhuang Lin's rounds were around ten o'clock, and now it is eight fifty-three.

"You come at this point every day, no matter how stupid you are, you should remember it." Tang Jue walked up to Zhuang Lin reluctantly, rolled up his sleeves, opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, doing a set of movements very smoothly, "Hurry up, I'm still waiting for you!" I'm going to find Mengmeng!"

"Mengmeng is...Chef Meng, right?" Zhuang Lin still remembered that Tang Jue had always liked Chef Meng, and she was almost a fan of her. "Are you looking for her?"

"That's right. The dean promised me last night that he will take me to find Mengmeng!"

"Last night? Dean?" Zhuang Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately wrote down the situation, "Did you dream about anything else?"

"What dream! Did you see him!" Tang Jue protested, "I remember the dean told me that his name is Jiang Ziya!"

"I think I can still answer this question. The dean's name is Jiang Heng."

"Oh... it's probably a nickname. Doctors need a nickname these days? Don't you have to measure your name first when you go out for consultations? Jiang Ziya in the Second Hospital? Then can I get one for myself? It's called Bailou How is Daniel Wu?"

"You... like Wu Yanzu?"

"I don't like it. I prefer the cute one."

Zhuang Lin followed Tang Qi's topic while talking without letting go of any key words. At the end of the chat, he suddenly felt that Tang Jue's logic was very smooth and cooperative when he was in a relaxed state. Thinking this way, he I thought of a way.

"You said you really want to see Chef Meng?"

"Yup!"

"Then I'll take you there now. Lunch preparations should not have started at this point."

"Eh? You take me there? So good?! Dean Jiang sent you to pick me up?"

Zhuang Lin hummed without hesitation, "He's in a meeting now."

No wonder this happened, Tang Jue thought, according to Zhuang Lin's attitude towards him, how could he tolerate him looking for other women!Thinking of this, Tang Jue reached out and patted Zhuang Lin's shoulder, expressing his attitude: "Don't worry, my affection for Mengmeng is limited to her cooking skills, and I won't do anything to her."

Although he didn't know what it had to do with him, Zhuang Lin still said, "I believe in you."

The cafeteria is in the building behind the inpatient department, which means that Tang Jue has to go through the password door on the first floor of the inpatient department to see Mengmeng. Although he knows the secret, he has never officially walked out.

Zhuang Lin didn't mean that he could take Tang Jue out with him. He also needed to follow the procedure, but fortunately he had some status in the hospital. Special experts hired by the hospital, so it's quite easy.

After making sure that Tang Jue was not in danger, Zhuang Lin took him out.

Seeing the long-lost scenery, Tang Jue acted very calmly. After all, all these are just human scenery, and he is just a passerby.

Before coming, Zhuang Lin also greeted Meng Meng in advance. Speaking of which, this was also the first time he had seen Chef Meng.

Different from what I imagined, Meng Meng is not a strong woman with a round waist and thick arms. On the contrary, Meng Meng is a tall beauty with long hair and outstanding temperament. Although she stays in the kitchen all day long, she can give People feel refreshed, but the eyes are very indifferent when looking at people, and there is a feeling of repelling people thousands of miles away.

"Is this the patient who wants to see me?" Meng Meng's voice matched her image, cold and without warmth.

"Mengmeng! I guessed correctly! You are a cute girl!" Tang Jue told the other party excitedly about her admiration for her cooking skills, and used dozens of non-repeating idioms, In the end, he looked forward to the other party, like a child waiting for praise.

After hearing this, Meng Meng pursed her lips for a rare expression: "Thank you for your recognition of me, I am very happy."

"It's great to see you!" Tang Jue's excitement was beyond words: "I lost a few catties when you were away for a while."

"Something happened at home at that time." Meng Meng explained casually: "I just made mutton soup, do you want to drink it?"

Tang Jue nodded immediately after listening. "Yeah!"

Meng Meng turned her eyes to Zhuang Lin again, "If it's not troublesome, please give me a bowl." He also felt that Meng Meng's craftsmanship was very good, and the food he cooked was delicious, but he was not as good as Tang Jue. Bar?

Could it be that Meng Meng's cooking habits are related to Tang Jue's past experience?

When Meng Meng turned to serve the soup, Zhuang Lin asked Tang Jue, "Why do you like Chef Meng's craftsmanship? What makes you feel good? Taste? Knife skills? Heat?"

"Well... I can't tell you the specifics, but I think it's very tasty. I feel that the person who makes the soup should have a story."

Meng Meng has been working in the hospital for several years. Even the hospital who came to the hospital at the age of 20 is now 26 or [-] years old, but it is difficult to tell her age just by looking at her appearance. She didn't react until she saw the chef's hat on her head.

Mengmeng's soup was indeed delicious. Tang Jue drank the soup contentedly, chatted with Mengmeng for a few more words, and then left with Zhuang Lin.

Afterwards, Zhuang Lin knew that Chef Meng had always been indifferent to others, and it was a miracle that he could say so much to Tang Jue. Although Tang Jue had a touching emotional intelligence, his communication skills were not ordinary. The chef has talked so much with one person, it's not nonsense.

After completing the investigation this morning, Zhuang Lin sent the man back and went to the research room to enter data. Looking at the file specially created for Tang Jue in the computer, Tang Jue's two-inch bareheaded photo was smirking at him on the screen.

Zhuang Lin rubbed his temples involuntarily. This Tang Jue should be the most complicated patient he has ever met since he practiced medicine.

It seems that I have to pay more attention to it in the future.