Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Without hesitation, Lin Yan strode swiftly into the hall.
âMiss Lin, your checkup appointment for your leg isnât today, right?â
Lin Yan bumped into a nurse she was familiar with.
She had been treating her leg for quite some time in this hospital. Hence, she had gotten close to some of the staff there.
âNope.â Lin Yan shook her head as she glanced at the nurse. âIâm here for a consultation at the psychiatric ward.â
âThe psychiatric ward?â The nurse looked puzzled.
âIâll chat with you next time.â Lin Yan bade her farewell hurriedly and headed towards He Ruiyuanâs office. She was afraid of missing this opportunity to get a free consultation.
Lin Yan had assumed that it wouldnât be easy to get the consultation. There might be loads of restrictions.
However, she was wrong. There were no obstructions at all.
Lin Yan didnât read too much into it. After all, He Ruiyuan was an expert in psychiatry and psychology, so there shouldnât be that many people there to seek treatment.
...
Lin Yan knocked on the door of an office on the third floor.
After being granted permission, she pushed the door to enter.
âAre you Professor He?â
Lin Yan recognized He Ruiyuan right away.
âHave a seat.â He pointed at the chair behind Lin Yan.
âHello, tell me more about your condition.â He put on his spectacles before he glanced at her.
âProfessor He, I think that I have a mental disorder!â Lin Yan stared at He Ruiyuan as she whispered.
He Ruiyuan chuckled when he heard her. âDid you diagnose yourself? Itâs not up to you to diagnose anything regarding your mental health. Whatâs your family name?â
âMy family name is Lin,â replied Lin Yan.
âHi, Miss Lin. Can you please elaborate on why you believe that you have a mental disorder?â The old man smiled at her.
Lin Yan pondered this briefly before she spoke. âItâs a long story, Professor He. Do you want me to start from the beginning and mention every detail?â
He Ruiyuan replied, âJust the gist will do.â
âAlright.â Lin Yan bowed her head as she said, âI lose consciousness often. During these periods, I do absurd stuff. I donât even know what Iâve done!â
Lin Yan added quickly, âProfessor He, I read that you cured a criminal suffering from dissociative identity disorder. I think that my condition is exactly like his. I must be sick mentally. I have dissociative identity disorder. My gut tells me that my other personality has a strong tendency to attack!â
The old man rose and checked Lin Yanâs eyes. After examining her, he sat down once more.
âMiss Lin, donât worry too much. Your condition is very common. I donât think you are suffering from dissociative identity disorder. Your loss of memory must be due to recent stress and emotional upheavals,â explained He Ruiyuan patiently.
âHuh? Impossible!â Lin Yan looked bewildered, as he had merely checked her eyes... This checkup seemed too brief!
âHa ha... Miss Lin, if you donât believe me, you may proceed and have a more thorough checkup.â
âBut the fees...â
âItâs all free today.â
âOkay, sure!â Lin Yan nodded like a little chick pecking at grains on the ground.