Chapter 16 (1/2)

Ji Naitang regained consciousness and realized that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said. He stood up straight and said, ”I don't remember that I was injured a few days ago.”

”Did you come to the psychological clinic instead of going to the hospital when you were injured?” CEN Muqi frowned slightly: ”left psychological shadow?”

After all, he was beaten by more than a dozen strong men, and if he didn't meet that day, no one knows what will happen next, so it seems normal to have psychological shadow.

Ji Naitang shook his head: ”no, I came to see my friends. What about you? Why is Cen always here? ”

”I've come to find Yan Yebai. He can be regarded as the top psychologist in the city. My mother will come back from abroad in a few days. She will live for a long time, so I...” CEN Muqi, seeing that Ji Naitang seemed to have doubts on his face, said straightforwardly: ”my mother has depression. Although she has been well controlled these years, it is just in case.”

Ji Naitang nodded, and Cen Muqi asked again, ”did you feel uncomfortable just now?”

”There's a little pain in the stomach, but it's much better now.”

”Take you to the hospital?”

”I'm not going to the hospital!” Every time he mentioned the hospital, Ji Naitang's attitude was very tough. He might have noticed it himself and explained, ”I'm all right now.”

”Then you go over there and sit and wait for me for a while, and you'll go with me later.”

Although he can't sit with cenai Tang in the office today, he won't be able to rest in Ji Nai Tang's office.

He looked down at his hands, the hospital If possible, he would never want to go to the hospital in his life.

He took a deep breath and took his mobile phone out of his pocket. After unlocking, he found that there were several missed calls. He opened it and saw that all of them were from his mother.

In order not to disturb the treatment process, Ji Naitang's mobile phone is turned to silence in advance. It is normal for him not to hear a phone call. He adjusts it to the ring tone again, and does not want to return the call. He puts the mobile phone away expressionless, but before putting it into his pocket, the ring rings.

Looking down, it was his mother who pressed the hang up button and called again. He was very persistent.

”Hello?”