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Wen Miao was noncommittal to his words, and now he only wanted to verify whether the statement that the master is among the people was true or not, and he didn't care about other things.
In the office separated by a wall.
Jiang Lan lightly put the tea on the coffee table between the three of them, and glanced at the boy who was too quiet on the sofa.
"Tea, please."
After Qi Yuemei thanked her, she hesitated to speak and didn't know how to speak.
Jiang Lan didn't seem to notice her restraint, but looked at the boy with a gentle smile, "Hi, I'm Jiang Lan, can you tell me your name?"
Qi Yuemei looked over in surprise, and after receiving her comforting smile, her hands holding the bag tightened unconsciously.
"Doctor Jiang, my son"
"He is very handsome, and his academic performance must be good. It is your pride." Jiang Lan interrupted her, and looked at the boy again, "So now, can you tell me yourself?"
The boy's eyes flickered slightly, "Hello, my name is Qi Yang."
Qi Yuemei understood her hint, and stared at her son's reaction worriedly and nervously.
Jiang Lan, "Wow, sounds like a very masculine name, then, Mr. Xiao Qi, can you do me a favor?".
Qi Yang, who was planning to go through a process and leave, looked at her in astonishment, why is it different from other doctors, none of the questions he already knew how to recite did not appear, is this another new routine?
Qi Yang was very cautious, "Yes."
Jiang Lan stood up in surprise, and couldn't wait to point to the big box in the corner, "I have received this courier for a long time, but unfortunately I am too weak to carry it. Fortunately, I met Mr. Xiaoqi today."
The box was covered with adhesive strips, and the courier note on it was not damaged. The signee was Jiang Lan, and the date was one month ago.
After Qi Yang silently observed, his vigilance lessened a little, and he wanted to carry it by himself in a very gentlemanly manner, but he didn't expect the box to be really heavy, and when he delivered it to the coffee table, his face turned red.
Outside the glass.
Lao Lu smiled mysteriously and whispered, "It's started."
Wen Miao raised his eyebrows, and he was able to start the treatment quietly, which is a bit of strength.
but.
Say you are too weak, can you really not blush? Wen Miao's wrist was still aching.
Jiang Lan, "Thank you Mr. Xiao Qi, I will do the rest myself."
Next, in front of the two of them, she cut through the adhesive tape with a wallpaper knife and cut the delivery note, and opened the box to reveal the unopened tools inside.
"This is the sandbox I bought. Does Mr. Xiao Qi like to draw?"
"I like drums."
"Wow, cool hobby."
Qi Yang said he didn't like it, but he still took the initiative to help unpack the package. The sun rose slowly, and the light from the window shone in. The boy's eyes became brighter, and the whole person became lively.
The sand box was placed on the display rack, with a dark brown appearance, the Caspian Sea blue inside, and the sea sand poured in. The soft sound came slowly, and the small stereo under the coffee table had been turned on at some point.
"This is sandware, are you interested?" Jiang Lan put all kinds of sandware on the coffee table and said softly, "Open a box for me, thank you."
Her showing of weakness was very successful, Qi Yang chose the figure sofa without any hesitation, perhaps it was a boy's nature, he was already looking for the manual.
"There is a video tutorial here, do you want to listen to it?" Jiang Lan handed over the earphones at the right time, and Qi Yang took it without thinking too much, and soon started playing along with the video.
Jiang Lan withdrew her gaze, looked at Qi Yuemei who was watching her son in a daze, "Now we can talk about Qi Yang."
Qi Yuemei recovered from her disbelief, and silently pointed to Qi Yang.
"It's okay, the sound insulation effect of the earphones is very good." Jiang Lan finished speaking, "Of course, we can also ask Qi Yang to leave temporarily, but that will never be better than his relaxed state now."
Qi Yuemei's heart relaxed slightly. She was worried that her too-young heart disease would disappear completely. On the contrary, she thought that Dr. Jiang was more powerful than the psychologists she had contacted before.
Then, Qi Yuemei talked about the purpose of this time. Half a year ago, the school provided comprehensive psychological counseling for the students who were in the second grade and third grade in high school, and found out that Qi Yang had serious psychological problems. Seek medical treatment.
Qi Yang's attitude has also fully cooperated from the initial resistance to the present. He is too obedient. From before to now, he is completely an ideal child in the eyes of his parents, but Qi Yuemei is getting more and more afraid.
"Can you understand my mood? Doctor Jiang, Qi Yang seems to have no soul, repeating what he should do mechanically every day." QiMei held her hand emotionally, "I want my son to be fine, not a puppet doll."
Jiang Lan's hands hurt from being scratched, but she still had a comforting smile on her face, but she watched Qi Yang's every move from the corner of her eye.
"So, is there anything I can do to help you?"
Qi Yuemei seemed to be grabbing the last straw, looking at her miraculously bright eyes, "Help me."
"I want my son not to be so tired, and I want him to return to the Qi Yang who can cry, laugh, and say no."
"Doctor Jiang, you have a solution, right? I have money. As long as Qi Yang can recover, I will be very grateful."
There was a flash of light in Jiang Lan's eyes, and her smile became more and more friendly.
"I understand what you mean. Now, let me ask the question. You only need to answer yes or no, is that okay?"
Qi Yuemei was eager to do something, so she nodded impatiently.
"Are you divorced and single?"
Qi Yuemei was startled, but still nodded calmly. Qi Yang and her surname inevitably remind people of her marital status.
"yes."
"You have your own business, very successful?"
"yes."
"Qi Yang's current state began to change after you divorced or when you decided to divorce."
"¡¡yes."
"May I ask, your relationship with your ex-husband is not good or even bad, right?"
Qi Yuemei closed her eyes, "Yes."
Jiang Lan stopped in time and changed to soft music to calm her emotions.
Outside the glass wall, Lao Lu murmured, "Tsk, I got it."
Wen Miao didn't take it seriously in his heart, it was just showing off his skills, the usual tricks of psychiatrists, and he thought he could see something new.
Lao Lu could guess what he was thinking by looking at his expression, "Don't think it's over, just keep watching."
While they were chatting, Qi Yang had already set up cartoon villains on the sand table, and the enemy and us were preparing for battle, simulating a war game.
The sand table is another image of the human heart, and the psychology is analyzed through the selected sand table.
Qi Yang chose a representative religious figure. It can be understood that he is in a critical period and longs for great power.
He chose Christ as his enemy, defeated him and pushed him into a corner. It can be understood that he wanted to defeat his father in his heart, and longed to be strong enough to surpass him and no longer be afraid.
Looking at the friendly side again, the protagonist, the little angel, protects the Virgin Mary behind his back, and chooses a team of soldiers to fight side by side. The Virgin Mary represents the mother. He wants to protect her mother, but is worried that he is not capable enough. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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