When Aquaman crossed over to the Otome game, the car overturned

After a lot of effort, Zhong Jiamu finally convinced Xi Xingjin that he and He Wen were just friends of gentlemen, and they met by chance today, and he is definitely a star fan who firmly believes.

Xi Xingjin nodded proudly, and then said to He Wen, "It's too much for Brother Mu to be snatched away by you. Now you want to snatch away my fans, no matter how good-tempered I am, I won't just sit idly by." reason."

Seeing that He Wen's face was getting darker and darker, Zhong Jiamu quickly interrupted Xi Xingjin, "Xing Xing, what's the matter with you coming to see me?"

Xi Xingjin just raised the trophy and wanted to hand it to Zhong Jiamu, then he retracted as if thinking of something, but in the end he stretched it out in front of Zhong Jiamu, and said awkwardly: "Let me show you, mine No.1 trophy."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

Zhong Jiamu took the trophy and turned it over twice in embarrassment.

Xi Xingjin glanced at He Wen, "This is the first time I got No.1, and I will give it to my brother when the time comes, so I can only show it to you."

Zhong Jiamu's hands trembled, almost shaking off the trophy from his hands.

"No need." He Wen glanced at Xi Xingjin expressionlessly, "I have reviewed this trophy, and this is the seventh edition."

Amid Xi Xingjin's increasingly ugly face, He Wen stimulated without fluctuation in his heart: "If Mu Mu wants, I can give him all the versions of the trophy."

Zhong Jiamu was puzzled, "Ah Wen, did your company accept this 3D modeling job?"

He Wen: "I'm not accepting, I'm just the organizer."

"But the organizer isn't..." Jiawen Group?

After a long time, Zhong Jiamu finally remembered the settings he had passed by in a flash.

He Wen, the founder of Jiawen Group, started his career in 3D holographic games, and later involved in various industries such as finance, real estate and luxury goods.

No wonder the name of this competition is also Jiawen Cup!

Zhong Jiamu slapped his head, feeling ashamed of his stupid self before.

He shouldn't have come to watch this game at all!

Seeing the interaction between Zhong Jiamu and He Wen, Xi Xingjin was so angry that he reached out and snatched the trophy back, "It's just a trophy, what's so interesting about it."

Xi Xingjin turned around and left with aggrievedness, and Zhong Jiamu glanced at He Wen helplessly at this moment, "He is still a child, what are you fussing with him about?"

"Don't chase," He Wen threatened, "If you chase after me again, I'll lock you into the house."

Zhong Jiamu didn't even think about chasing after him, but when he heard what He Wen said, he didn't want to do what he wanted.

He was not an obedient child in the first place, his mother was deceived by the so-called father, and the righteous master came to the door arrogantly, Zhong Jiamu looked at his mother's obedience, Zhong Jiamu, who was just a freshman in junior high school, directly threw him out.

He lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the number 500 on his wrist, and turned decisively to chase after Xi Xingjin.

He Wen stepped forward in three steps, put his hand on Zhong Jiamu's waist, and immediately resisted him.

Zhong Jiamu roared: "Hey! Smell!"

He Wen turned a deaf ear and pushed Zhong Jiamu into the car. The seat belt was like the chain that once imprisoned Zhong Jiamu. With a "click", it seemed to imply to Zhong Jiamu that he would never escape from He Wen's palm. .

He Wen locked him in the passenger driver, and then walked to the main driver.

Zhong Jiamu opened the safety belt at this time, but found that his legs could not move at all.

It was clear that he could operate normally a second ago, but now he returned to the illusion of being imprisoned in a wheelchair.

He can't go anywhere except in a wheelchair.

Zhong Jiamu asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Hospital," He Wen replied, "Didn't I make an appointment for Hao Xiao for you?"

When he arrived at the hospital, Zhong Jiamu's legs were still unable to move, and he shrunk into He Wen's arms again aggrieved, and was carried upstairs.

Hao Xiao felt very miraculous about this matter, he asked He Wen to go out and wait, and then poured Zhong Jiamu a glass of warm water.

An hour later, Zhong Jiamu felt his legs regained consciousness.

Hao Xiao finally had an idea of ​​Zhong Jiamu's inability to walk, "You are probably mentally ill!"

Zhong Jiamu scolded back: "You're the only fucking insane."

Hao Xiao glanced at He Wen's message on the phone, and then replied dissatisfied: "Hey, why are you swearing? I'm discussing a very professional academic issue with you."

Swear at people, and ask academic questions.

Zhong Jiamu rolled his eyes angrily, "Then what should I do? It's impossible for me to walk on the street one day and suddenly fall to the ground face up?"

"It depends on your state of mind," Hao Xiao brought out a cup of jasmine tea and put it in front of Zhong Jiamu, "The four things are all empty, you deserve to have a Buddhist life."

Zhong Jiamu was puzzled, "Is it useful?"

"I think it should be possible," Hao Xiao saw that Zhong Jiamu was a little moved, and quickly took out a business card, "How about I introduce you to a psychiatrist? The price is fair, and there is no deception."

The golden business card is placed on the table, which indicates that the phrase "fair price, no deception" can become a vast ocean.

Zhong Jiamu showed his guard, "I won't go."

Hao Xiao nodded, "There's nothing wrong with your leg, it's just a heart problem, which I can't cure. Then I'll call President He to come in now."

Zhong Jiamu raised his hand nervously, "Wait!"

Hao Xiao was about to stand up, but his buttocks were hanging in the air, and he sat back smiling.

Zhong Jiamu asked: "What kind of psychotherapy is this, can we talk remotely?"

Hao Xiao nodded, "Yes."

Zhong Jiamu flipped the expensive-looking business card between his slender hands, his eyes shifted, "Can the blame be settled on Mr. He's head?"

Hao Xiao showed a mysterious smile, "This account can be taken from me."

Zhong Jiamu slowly raised his hand, making an OK gesture.

That car accident will always be a heartache for Zhong Jiamu.

What he used to be can be ignored and buried, even though he will suddenly fall into a dream one night, Zhong Jiamu who wakes up during the day can still pretend that nothing happened.

But now, it has affected his freedom.

After the treatment, Hao Xiao and Zhong Jiamu took the initiative to add friends. Hao Xiao said that he would push the psychiatrist's WeChat account to Zhong Jiamu later.

After the two reached the deal, they both showed tacit smiles.Then Zhong Jiamu opened the door.

At this moment, He Wen was sitting in the corridor of the hospital. The lights in the corridor were gloomy and cold, reflecting his pale skin from the bridge of his nose down.The remaining eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in thick darkness, like a heartless beast.

Seeing He Wen like this, Zhong Jiamu retracted his fingertips slightly, and couldn't help but lower his voice: "Ah Wen, I'm done."

He Wen turned his head to look at Zhong Jiamu, the highlights in his eyes gradually emerged, "What did Doctor Hao say?"

Zhong Jiamu watched He Wen stand up, and couldn't help taking a step forward, "Dr. Hao said that treatment is still needed."

At this time, Hao Xiao happened to have opened the order, and came out after walking through the Jiawen Group's bookkeeping channel.

Hao Xiao was very serious and professional at this time, "Mr. He, Zhong Jiamu still needs to observe more, and there may be some problems with the nerve connection. At that time, Zhong Jiamu will come over regularly for a test, and observe carefully after returning. Do high-difficulty, high-load movements such as running and jumping."

After leaving Hao Xiao's place, the psychiatrist took the initiative to add Zhong Jiamu not long after.

The profile picture is a black kitten, and the nickname is Meow.

As soon as he passed, Zhong Jiamu sent a message from the other side before he sent a message.

[Meow: Hello, my name is Miao Miao.I have roughly heard about you from Hao Xiao, but I don’t know much about the specific situation. Is it convenient now? 】

Zhong Jiamu thought for a while, tapped his finger on the phone, and finally his fingertips flew, [Of course.What information do you need? 】

[Meow: Could you tell me something about your legs?What is causing this situation. 】

Zhong Jiamu recalled that in the past, everything seemed to be covered with a layer of gray oilcloth, making it difficult to see clearly, but the cold and hopeless touch was still clear.

That layer of gray oilcloth was blowing against the face with the damp rain at that time, making it almost difficult for Zhong Jiamu to breathe.

[Meow: Sorry, because I can't chat face to face, I think you may be in a bit of pain now.If possible, I hope you can drink some sugar water to relieve it, and take your time. 】

It's been so long, there's nothing left to say.

Zhong Jiamu didn't tell his current situation, but expressed the truth in words as much as possible.

[I was on my way to the college entrance examination that day, and it rained heavily when I went out. I happened to encounter a car behind me that skidded and hit the taxi I was in.Because the police were going to clear the main passage, the car accident was not cleaned up in time. My leg was caught by the car and the window was broken.I wanted to call for help, but when the driver was driving, I was looking up the wrong question on my phone, so when the accident happened, my phone was lost. 】

[However, I am very fortunate that at least one of my lives was saved. 】

At least I can survive until the moment when a miracle happens.

[Meow: From your description, I guess it would be much better if you could come to the scene for treatment, but a simple chat may not be able to really help you get over this knot. 】

Facing the phone, Zhong Jiamu sighed, 【I, I can't help it. 】

[Meow: Is the video okay? 】

Zhong Jiamu frowned slightly, thought for a long time, and finally replied, 【Yes. 】

[Meow: Then I have another suggestion, do you want to join an online mutual aid group here? 】

[Meow: You don’t need to talk in the group every day. You can also use special effects to cover your face during the video. It’s enough for everyone to communicate and share at a fixed time every week. 】

It wasn't the face-to-face video that Zhong Jiamu thought, so he naturally agreed decisively.

It didn't take a while for He Wen to get the news.

[Meow: Zhong Jiamu agrees.As his current psychiatrist, I have the right to keep information about him and his circumstances private. 】

【Meow: However, since you once said that he is your only medicine, then try to start from here, take the medicine well, and communicate well. 】

[Meow: I hope you can all get over your knots. 】

He Wen held the phone in his right hand and a document in his left. After looking at the document twice, he finally replied [Thank you].