Chapter 1 Xu Qinglang's Thoughts

Xu Qinglang had originally planned to hold a Buddhist ceremony for Director Zhao, hoping to help him pass away peacefully, as a way of expressing his own feelings.

But then he thought that Director Zhao had actually passed away peacefully, even bringing two books with him to read on the way, fearing that the journey to the Yellow Springs would be too boring.

Moreover, the thousands of taxis and the many citizens who spontaneously organized a send-off motorcade were enough to protect Director Zhao all the way, so he didn't need to add anything extra.

"Old Zhou, he was a very good person."

Xu Qinglang smoked, his eyes a little red, making him look all the more pitiable.

"He also left with peace of mind."

Even though he was a doctor in his previous life and had saved and helped many people, Zhou Ze didn't think he was so great. His profession was a doctor, and saving lives and healing the wounded was his duty.

In fact, those ordinary and great people are just doing their jobs in society, but the light on them is not limited to the corner of their work.

There are always things that can move you, move many people.

People often ponder whether the eyes of the masses are really discerning.

But the nearly a thousand taxi drivers who formed a team to see him off were clear in their hearts.

"I'm going to rest."

Xu Qinglang took out a tissue, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and turned to go back to his noodle shop. He wanted to have a drink and then get a good night's sleep. Strong people always don't like to show their fragile side to others.

After Zhou Ze finished smoking, he also walked back to the bookstore. The little loli told him to improve his performance, but Zhou Ze was still as lazy as ever.

Because he really lacked some subjective initiative, and Zhou Ze was also waiting for a result. What would be the end of that person in Rongcheng?

Although Zhou Ze himself felt that the possibility of the other party making a comeback was not high, the little loli personally returned to Hell, released the Faceless Woman to help, and also united many other ghost messengers.

But,

What if?

What if?

Yes, what if!

Zhou Ze even really considered and looked forward to it. If that person in Rongcheng killed the little loli, wouldn't the little loli's position naturally fall on him?

You must always have dreams.

Taking out his phone, Zhou Ze dialed a number. It was the old Taoist's phone.

After inviting the old Taoist to dinner last time, the two had no further contact.

The phone wasn't answered, Zhou Ze put down the phone, but soon, the other party called back:

"Hey, buddy, I'm not in Tongcheng now, I'm in Xucheng. What's the matter?"

"Oh."

Zhou Ze originally wanted to ask the old Taoist to remind that person to be careful, but after thinking about it, he didn't bother to say anything, or even nag too much, and hung up the phone directly.

The old Taoist on the other end of the phone would probably find it strange.

In that dream, that young man clearly knew that he was being targeted, so his current reminder was a bit redundant.

He knew what he was doing.

Stretching, the little loli woke up at this time, restored her cute look, and then her mother came back after doing her hair and took her away.

Today's matter should have ended here. Zhou Ze originally planned to take a shower and then prepare for the evening's business.

The little loli said that keeping the jiangshi (僵尸, Chinese hopping vampire) Bai Yingying by his side was like adding a lampshade to his bright light bulb, which would affect the probability of encountering ghosts, but Zhou Ze didn't intend to send Bai Yingying away now.

Sleeping with an ice coffin is certainly not as comfortable as sleeping with Bai Yingying.

Moreover, ghosts have been constantly coming to the bookstore, and Zhou Ze was also a little annoyed. This was still the case with Bai Yingying around. If Bai Yingying wasn't there, he would probably have to deal with a lot of wandering souls every night.

Zhou Ze felt that he had become depraved. How ambitious and motivated he was in his previous life,

But in this life, he just wanted to muddle through. But this lazy and aimless feeling, this life of reading books and being a couch potato every day,

Is really comfortable.

When Zhou Ze asked Bai Yingying to help him get a change of clothes to take a shower,

Someone pushed open the door of the store. Zhou Ze turned around and was a little surprised by the arrival of this person, because his daughter and wife had just left the store.

"I'm here for a follow-up visit, to see how you've been doing recently."

Wang Ke naturally pulled out a plastic stool and sat on it, while signaling Zhou Ze to sit opposite him.

He has his own psychological hospital, and his fees are very high, so taking the initiative to visit and help Zhou Ze for free was, in his and outsiders' eyes, indeed giving Zhou Ze a lot of face.

Of course, half of this face was counted on the real Zhou Ze, and the other half was because Zhou Ze had saved his daughter.

Zhou Ze sat down opposite Wang Ke,

Trying to lower his gaze so as not to look at Wang Ke's head.

Because the green light on Wang Ke's head was dense, as if ten thousand horses were galloping.

The bookstore's computer had a Bluetooth speaker connected to it, randomly playing some popular music. At this time, Sun Yanzi's "Green Light" happened to be playing.

These days, even random playback is so mischievous.

"Tell me, how have you been feeling lately?" Wang Ke asked.

"I think I'm fine. The problem is not so big anymore," Zhou Ze replied.

"I can see that you are very calm and at ease." Wang Ke nodded.

However, the two of them fell silent together.

Zhou Ze was a little strange. It seemed that the other party didn't come specifically to visit him for his condition. That was just a pretense.

"There's something I want to ask you to help me with." Wang Ke said again.

"Tell me."

Not to mention the relationship between the two in their previous lives, just based on the fact that he had helped him with his illness and gave him advice and analysis, Zhou Ze owed him a favor.

"I have a client who has multiple personality disorder. Her problem is more complicated and a bit difficult, so I need you to go see and analyze it."

"This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?" Zhou Ze asked.

"It's difficult." Wang Ke gave a wry smile. "Her father is an important partner of mine, and my psychological hospital was opened with his investment.

If it was just a simple matter of helping the first personality to eliminate the second personality or helping the second personality to eliminate the first personality, I have ways and abilities to try.

But the problem is complicated because,

For my partner, his daughter's first personality is of course his daughter herself, but the second personality is very similar to his wife."

"So... mother and daughter live in one body?"

"Yes, his wife passed away from illness last year. He was very sad, and his daughter is only sixteen years old this year. I analyzed that it may be because the girl subconsciously couldn't accept the fact that her mother had passed away.

So in her own consciousness, she slowly 'reproduced' an image of her mother to accompany herself.

This problem would have been fine if it had been discovered earlier, but it was too late when it was really discovered and paid attention to. The second personality has already formed and is very mature.

During the day, she is the daughter; at night, she is the mother.

During the day, she goes to school, plays computer games and watches TV in her room.

At night, she wants to rest in her father's bedroom. If my friend doesn't open the door, she cries outside and says that he has a woman outside and doesn't want to touch her."

"That's interesting," Zhou Ze said with a smile.

Wang Ke's expression was a little embarrassed. Zhou Ze's evaluation made him uncomfortable. Making fun of patients is a very disrespectful thing.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Ze raised his hand to indicate that he had said the wrong thing, but still said, "So, how does your partner want to solve this problem?"

Let his "wife" die again,

Or, let his daughter become his wife?

A happy choice between two options.

Zhou Ze was also a doctor in his previous life, so he shouldn't be thinking about this matter with such a teasing attitude, but in reality, Zhou Ze couldn't be serious, especially from Wang Ke's narrative, Zhou Ze had already heard the father's thoughts.

There are only three ways to solve the problem: keep the daughter, keep the "wife," or keep both.

Of course, there is another extreme way, which is to keep neither, but that is equivalent to killing people, so it is directly excluded.

As a doctor, you should only be responsible for your own patients.

When Zhou Ze was saving people in the hospital in his previous life, he often encountered obstruction from the outside world. For example, a pregnant woman had acute inflammation, and her family actually prevented the doctor from taking X-rays, saying that they were afraid of affecting the health of the child, but the situation at the time was that the pregnant woman and the child were likely to die because of the inflammation.

Looking at this case, the so-called "wife" is just a virtual personality, a disease that the daughter got because she missed her deceased mother.

Therefore, helping the daughter get out and get rid of the influence of that so-called second personality is the correct direction of treatment.

But Wang Ke was struggling, which meant that the father chose the third option. He also loved his wife and missed his wife, so he hoped that he could both see his daughter and feel that his wife was still alive in his daughter.

"He loves his wife very much," Wang Ke said.

"But many times love is actually a selfish disguise."

"So, you are unwilling to help?"

"I don't know how I can help you."

"You are the most perfect case of successful second personality possession that I have ever seen. I think you should be able to communicate with the mother's personality. To ensure that they stay in one body and maintain harmony, the problem now is that the two personalities have begun to show unstable trends.

They will slowly cross and become confused.

Then, they will become another stranger."

"I'm sorry, I can't do it." Zhou Ze looked at Wang Ke. "Mr. Wang, I remember that my good friend Zhou Ze told me about you when he was alive, saying that you are a very upright and principled person."

Wang Ke frowned slightly, but soon relaxed again and said:

"People change, I can't get to where I am today without the help of that investor."

Wang Ke stood up, looking like he was about to leave. Since he couldn't get Zhou Ze to help, he had no reason to stay any longer.

"I remember I bought a lottery ticket and forgot to check the winning numbers. Maybe I can win five million. I have to check it now," Zhou Ze suddenly said.

"The probability of that is too low," Wang Ke said with a smile.

"Scratching lottery tickets is like looking at a paternity test. Everyone knows that this thing is useless, but you can't help but take a look."

After speaking, Zhou Ze smiled at Wang Ke and continued:

"Right?"