Chapter 1305 The Psychiatrist Has a Problem

After Fang Yun was taken away by the police, Wen Qiao also began to investigate Lin Lang's psychiatrist, and Fu Chuan provided her with the address.

The psychiatrist's clinic was not far from her home. It only took half an hour to drive there.

There is a white building facing the street, with two floors. The small building is beautifully built and there is a small bamboo forest behind it. I heard that this psychological clinic is very famous.

Wen Qiao entered the clinic and told the front desk that she wanted to see Dr. Zhu.

Zhu Yuanying is the owner and chief psychiatrist of this clinic.

The front desk glanced at her: "Do you have an appointment?"

Wen Qiao leaned on the front desk and smiled slightly: "Just say that I am here for Miss Lin Langlin's affairs. Please call."

The lady at the front desk felt that the beautiful eyes of the girl in front of her seemed to be bewitching, so she actually picked up the phone and dialed.

After a while, she hung up the phone and said, "I'll take you up."

Outside the innermost office on the second floor, the front desk knocked on the door, and a middle-aged man's deep voice came from inside: "Please come in."

The door opened, and the decoration style inside was very bright, mainly white, and there was a small tea room. The tea room was mainly gray. Sitting behind the desk was a well-kept man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. , wearing a white coat, smiling slightly, but you can't feel her smile. The very formulaic smile will make people feel a little chill coming from behind for no reason.

After the front desk closed the door for them, Dr. Zhu stood up and looked at Wen Qiao up and down: "I didn't know you were..."

Wen Qiao smiled slightly: "My surname is Wen, and I am a good friend of Lin Lang's cousin Du Weiyang."

She did not reveal her medical skills in case Dr. Zhu would be wary of her.

"Hello, hello, what's the matter with coming over?"

"Is Lin Lang's depression serious?"

Dr. Zhu pushed up his glasses: "Seriously, when she came to see me, she was already suffering from severe depression."

"Then what?"

"Then after a period of treatment by me, she got better. Unfortunately, I couldn't watch her 24 hours a day. It was very painful when she was fighting the disease. In the end, she couldn't bear it, so... I I only found out recently, and I feel very sad.”

Dr. Zhu's acting skills are not as good as Fang Yun's. When he says he is sad, his eyes don't look that sad.

"May I know what medicines Dr. Zhu gave Lin Lang?"

Dr. Zhu saw that the little girl in front of him was young, but he still kept a cautious eye on her: "Are you a college student?"

Wen Qiao's eyes were a little ignorant: "Well, I'm studying pipa at the Central Conservatory of Music."

Dr. Zhu smiled slightly. People who study music have never been so smart. If she studied mathematics or physics, or even medicine, then he would have to be more careful with her.

He waved to Wen Qiao: "Come here."

Wen Qiao walked up to him and turned the computer sideways: "The medicines I prescribe for each patient are recorded in the system. Take a look."

He adjusted the system to five years ago and found Lin Lang's files, which were densely packed with medical terms that he felt Wen Qiao couldn't understand.

Wen Qiao glanced at it and wrote down all the professional names of the drugs.

Dr. Zhu was very wary. He slid the mouse and turned the pages quickly. Even though he was like this, Wen Qiao also memorized all the names of the medicines on the three pages.

Dr. Zhu quickly closed the system page: "Do you have anything else to ask?"