章)"Get out!"
With an angry shout, Su Nuans steps were stopped outside the door.
She was stunned. Through the gap in the open door, she could see the black and white decoration in the room. She felt depressed immediately. It was normal for her to develop mental illness if she stayed here for a long time.
"Mr. Si Mo, Im the psychologist whos treating you. My name is Su..."
"Get out." The deep voice pressed against Su Nuans eardrums, as if it was going to tear something out, and every word was loud and clear.
Su Nuan felt uneasy, but she also became stubborn. She laughed and pushed the door open.
She saw the person sitting on the chair at a glance.
Not far away, she could clearly see his facial features, which were sharp and delicate, with a sense of alienation. His thin lips were tightly pursed, veins on his head were throbbing, his eyes were closed, his fingers were tightly grasping the armrests, and everything was cold.
"I asked you to get out. Dont you understand?" Si Mo gritted his teeth.
"Mr. Si, youre not going to hide in your room for the rest of your life, are you?"
Si Mo stopped, as if he didnt expect the psychologist to respond. His tone was still sarcastic, and anger immediately began to rise in his heart.
"Ill say it for the last time, get out!" he said.
Su Nuan was unmoved and continued, "Mr. Si, you are driving away psychologists one by one, are you planning to grow here?"
"Does it have anything to do with you?" He paused after each word, with an air of keeping strangers away.
"From the moment I accepted your treatment, it has been related." Su Nuan said as she stepped in front of Si Mo, one hand had already reached into her pocket, and the other hand reached out to Si Mo, but was thrown away when it touched Si Mos wrist.
"Get out!" Si Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and finally couldnt keep his composure and was completely enraged.
Su Nuan looked down at her fingertips, and vaguely felt that she had just touched an ice cube.
Then her eyes flashed, and when she touched Si Mos eyes, her heart was slightly shocked, and she looked at these eyes carefully...
The shape was perfect, the pupils were perfect, and the eyelashes were perfect, but when he opened his eyes, he could still clearly know that they were not a pair of normal eyes - there was no light, and they were very scattered.
After working in this industry for so long, this sensitivity is still there.
Su Nuan knew that Mr. Simos temperament was mostly caused by his eye problems.
Simos fingers trembled, and he glanced around, but he still couldnt see the target he was looking for. The veins on his head popped out, and he roared again: "Zheng Shao!"
"Throw it out!" Simo spat out word by word, and the sharp blade turned into words and sentences, scraping through the hearts of everyone who heard it.
Throw it out?
Su Nuans eyebrows moved. She hoped that the object of "throwing it out" was not her, but this hope might be dashed.
She curled the corners of her lips, and her tone was tinged with strong sarcasm: "Mr. Simo, resisting treatment will not make your condition better. Of course you can throw me out, but at most you will stay in this dark place and grow green hair for the rest of your life, right?"
"Miss Su..." Zheng Shao, who was following behind, closed his eyes reluctantly. This man really dared to say that.
"Click." Su Nuan moved quickly, and Simo couldnt see clearly. When he reacted, the handcuffs had already glowed coldly between his wrists.
It matches the cold and gloomy environment - Su Nuan smiled and thought.
"You -" Without waiting for Si Mo to react, she quickly pressed Si Mos acupuncture points. Si Mos resistance was only for a moment, and he slowly fell into a coma and finally calmed down.
Zheng Shao walked over quickly, stared at Su Nuan, and said in shock: "What did you do?"
"Sorry." Su Nuan made a mouth shape, then raised her finger and put it between her lips, signaling Zheng Shao to be quiet.
Zheng Shao didnt know why, but he actually calmed down because of the action of this woman he met for the first time.
"Now, you are in a lawn, there are white houses, colorful balloons..." Su Nuans tone was like coaxing a child to sleep, light and warm.
She rubbed Si Mos acupuncture points and began to try deep hypnosis, but his brows were always frowned.
At such a close distance, she could see how delicate his facial features were, and every detail seemed to be carefully carved by Gods hand.
Su Nuan lowered her eyes and stopped looking at Si Mo.
This face is enough to distract people.
"Okay, now... tell me... what you saw..."