Shen Wenyan’s office.
Shen Wenyan was eating the meal Qiao Yuxian had brought and chatting with her.
Qiao Yuxian sat opposite him, playing with the lighter on his desk. She opened it, closed it, and spun it casually in her hand.
Shen Wenyan watched as the speed of her playing with the lighter got faster, and her expression gradually became somewhat numb. After a while, he said, "Yu Xian."
Qiao Yuxian’s hand paused, she regained her senses for a moment, and looked up at him.
Shen Wenyan gave her a gentle smile and said leisurely while eating, "Is there something on your mind?"
Qiao Yuxian flicked the lighter in her hand, extinguishing the flame, and said, "No. Just in a bad mood."
Shen Wenyan didn’t pry about her thoughts. She said no, so he took it as no. He took a napkin, wiped his mouth, closed the lunch box, placed it aside, and looked at her, "Feeling unwell?"
"Insomnia." Qiao Yuxian flicked the lighter in her hand again.
"How many days?" Shen Wenyan asked.
"Four days? Five days?" Qiao Yuxian frowned slightly, "Anyway, it’s been several days."
Shen Wenyan could feel her irritation.
He didn’t ask, so Qiao Yuxian spoke voluntarily, "No sleep for two consecutive nights, started getting irritable and agitated. But I can control it. It’s been a bit serious these days, always feeling I can’t control myself, wanting to hit someone."
"You’re lucky no one has provoked you these days," Shen Wenyan said.
In Yue City, Shen Wenyan lived next to the courtyard of Qiao Yuxian’s grandparents, the two grew up together.
Grandparents adore her, seemingly a very good growing environment.
But because of her sharp and mean aunt and uncle, and because her parents were not around, along with some experiences during her teenage years, Qiao Yuxian has a twisted, bloody side psychologically.
When no one provokes her, she is very normal. Even if everything seems annoying, she can control herself not to show it.
But once someone provokes her, she immediately loses control.
She shuts off her emotions, consciousness, and hits people fiercely.
Qiao Yuxian chuckled.
Shen Wenyan asked again, "Are you taking medication?"
"No." Qiao Yuxian frowned and said, "I don’t know where the medicine is, haven’t taken it for a long time, can’t find it anywhere. Want you to prescribe some more."
Shen Wenyan looked at her and after a while, nodded, "Sure."
He took out a consultation card from the bottom right drawer of his desk. Opened the computer, swiped the card, and entered the password, finally opening the consultation card.
Shen Wenyan was afraid she would take the card home and throw it somewhere and couldn’t find it. Each time it’s troublesome to apply for a new one, so he asked her to leave the card.
While prescribing medication, he said, "But you know, medication only forcibly controls you. The main thing is, you need to resolve your worries."
Qiao Yuxian’s eyelashes trembled slightly, she laid on the table, resting on her arms, not speaking.
Shen Wenyan glanced at her, finished prescribing, printed the medication list, and placed it aside, "Face the problem, solve the problem, avoiding it won’t fix anything."
Qiao Yuxian still didn’t speak, lay on the table, and reached out to grab the medication list on his desk.
Shen Wenyan said, "I’ll get it from the pharmacy once they open."
"No need." Qiao Yuxian took the medication list and checked it, "You still have to go to the ward, I can grab it from the lobby on my way out."
As soon as she spoke, the office door was knocked.
Both instinctively looked towards the door, watching it. After two knocks, there was a two-second pause, and then it was pushed open.
Then they saw Gu Yanjing walk in.
Shen Wenyan immediately stood up, "Mr. Gu, is there something Aunt Yan needs?"
Gu Yanjing glanced at him, then his gaze fell on Qiao Yuxian, who was lying on the table.
Qiao Yuxian was a bit stunned. Seeing him look over, she first placed the medication list in her hand back on the table, then sat up straight. Her expression was a bit dazed.
Shen Wenyan noticed him looking at Qiao Yuxian, his expression didn’t change from usual, but he very intuitively felt something.
Having been a psychologist for so many years, he can tell what someone is thinking just by looking at them.
But for someone like Gu Yanjing, who doesn’t show any emotion, he dealt with him for several years and couldn’t understand his thoughts at all.
Today is the first time he felt his emotions.
Shen Wenyan looked at Qiao Yuxian again.
Compared to Gu Yanjing, he understands Qiao Yuxian much better, having watched her grow up isn’t an exaggeration.
He called out to Qiao Yuxian, "Yu Xian."
Qiao Yuxian’s eyelashes trembled, she lowered her gaze and didn’t speak.
Gu Yanjing glanced at Shen Wenyan again.
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