Chapter 1265

"Hey, forget it." Zhuang Jia waved her hand, "The main reason is that I am too unlucky, maybe I have this kind of physique for recruiting gangsters. If you get engaged, your fiancé is a murderer; if you have a blind date, your partner is a hooligan... "

As she spoke, her voice became deeper and deeper, as if she was deeply regretting her life, "I am so young and beautiful, am I destined to be a black man for the rest of my life? Doctor Zhang, do you know that some witches can help people change their luck?" , Do you think I should ask a witch to help me change it?"

Dr. Zhang was silent for a while, and said dutifully: "Jiajia, feudal superstition is wrong, and your current thinking will subconsciously suggest to yourself that you have recruited gangsters. If anything happens in the future, you They will all be associated with their own physique of recruiting gangsters, and eventually lose their correct and rational judgment."

Zhuang Jia heheed, "Doctor Zhang, I don't want to hypnotize myself to recruit gangsters, to attract wealth and peach blossoms, to recruit anything, but the problem is that it doesn't work."

At this time, a burst of melodious music rang from Dr. Zhang's cell phone.

"Sorry, just answer the phone." Doctor Zhang said apologetically to Zhuang Jia, and connected the phone.

"...Yes, she made an appointment with me at seven o'clock last night...Yes, originally I didn't see patients at night, but her situation is quite special..."

Dr. Zhang patiently explained to the person on the other end of the phone, "I waited from seven o'clock to eight thirty, and she didn't come, so I left... Yes, I didn't see her when I left... Surveillance? No, Considering the privacy of our clients, our clinic has not installed monitoring.”

After talking on the phone, Dr. Zhang put the phone aside and said to Zhuang Jia: "I have recently investigated some cases similar to yours in foreign countries, and I want to use a new treatment. Do you want to try it?"

Zhuang Jia's attention was completely turned to the phone call.

"Doctor Zhang, who called you? Why did you ask about surveillance?"

"It's Miss Ma's family. They said she didn't come home last night and hadn't been seen all day. They thought Miss Ma came to my place."

"Oh..." Zhuang Jia murmured, "I've met her a few times before, she seems to have some kind of social disorder? I hope she's okay..."

Dr. Zhang put away the pen and paper, stood up and said, "Jiajia, let's try a new treatment today."

After speaking, he went to the inner room of the consulting room.

There is the room where Dr. Zhang rests, and some sundries are usually stored there.

Zhuang Jia lay quietly on the sofa and waited.

After waiting for a long time, Dr. Zhang did not come back.

Zhuang Jia was bored, looked east and west, and inadvertently saw a lady's bag hanging on a vertical hanger, beige, buckle style, it looked familiar...

……what?

When I met Miss Ma last time, the bag she was carrying seemed to be beige too?

But Dr. Zhang said that Ms. Ma had never been here.

Then her bag...why is it here?

Zhuang Jia muttered inwardly.

At this time, a strange smell wafted to the tip of the nose, and Zhuang Jia turned her head to look, and saw Dr. Zhang walking over with a large pot of hot broth.

Zhuang Jia was surprised: "Dr. Zhang, when did you move the kitchen to the office?"

Dr. Zhang put the pot full of meat on the table, and stirred it with a long-handled spoon. The smell was stronger. I couldn't tell what kind of smell it was. It was mixed with the smell of meat, and it was sour and fishy... …

Zhuang Jia felt hairy and silently rubbed the goosebumps on her arms.

Dr. Zhang said with a smile: "Foreign countries have always had food therapy for psychological disorders. Of course, my clinic must also keep pace with the times. Come and taste how it tastes."

Said, handed her a pair of chopsticks.

Zhuang Jia's face was slightly pale, looking at the pot of broth in front of her, she glanced at the lady's bag on the hanger in a strange way.

"Zhang... Doctor Zhang, what kind of meat are you stewing?"

Doctor Zhang's smile is still gentle, "Taste a sip, then guess?"

Ah... today's writing is so smooth, so comfortable, not stuck at all, happy!