A chill came from the back and spread quickly to every part of the body. Su Wanqing suddenly felt that the weather was not that hot anymore.
"Chu Zihan is still alive. Is this the reason for Third Uncle's betrayal?" Su Wanqing asked the question in her heart.
"That accounts for half of the reason." Huang explained, "Chu Zihan was still young at that time, and my third uncle couldn't bear it, so he took him and fled to City X, and then did some things that made the lord very unhappy."
Su Wanqing frowned slightly and asked, "I've always been curious, what exactly is 'that thing' you are talking about?"
Huang's face, which had just a hint of gentleness, instantly turned cold and returned to the absolute zero temperature of the past.
"Saori, it's better for you to know less."
Su Wanqing was silent. Everyone told her this.
"The psychological clinic has arrived, let's go in."
Su Wanqing raised her head and looked over. It was a two-story building, a Japanese-style building, built along a small bamboo forest. It was very elegant.
The door of the clinic was locked. Su Wanqing felt a little confused as she watched Huang take out the key and open the door.
“Aren’t there any patients coming for consultation?”
"No, this psychological clinic was originally prepared for you."
Su Wanqing was silent. It seemed that the other party had already determined that she had been hypnotized.
The room is large and elegantly decorated, with a very advanced computer equipment connected to a brain helmet.
Su Wanqing followed Huang's instructions, lay down on the bed, put on a helmet, and had electrodes clamped on her wrists and ankles to facilitate the measurement of heart waves and brain waves.
"Shazhi, close your eyes, let yourself go, and enter a meditative state."
While Huang was controlling the instrument and paying close attention to the ECG and EEG curves on the display screen, he was subconsciously inducing Su Wanqing.
"Your electrocardiogram is normal, but the brain waves show local bends and faults. This is very strange..."
Hearing this, Su Wanqing felt inexplicably nervous, and her heartbeat began to accelerate involuntarily.
"Shazhi, don't be nervous!" Huangsheng stopped, "Relax, don't resist-"
Looking at the electrocardiogram showing sinus tachycardia and the disordered electroencephalogram with high T waves on the screen, Huang's face became tense.
"Relax, be sure to relax, imagine that you are lying on a comfortable bed, with the warm sea breeze blowing on your cheeks, and the air is filled with the fragrance of green grass-"
Huang's voice seemed to carry a magical power, inducing Su Wanqing's almost broken nerves to gradually relax.
Soon, the fluctuation curve on the display screen stabilized, and Su Wanqing, who was lying on the bed, looked calm and breathed long and shallow.
He successfully accessed her subconscious——
"Saori, you got up from the bed and ran to the green grass to catch butterflies, giggling happily. At this time, a little boy with a samurai sword came over, with blood stains on his body. Who is he -"
Su Wanqing's eyelashes twitched slightly, her thin lips parted slightly, and she said slowly in a voice that sounded like she was talking in her sleep: "It's Brother Huang. He's finished his training and came to see me. He's injured again..."
"He was injured. Do you know why he was injured?" Huang carefully stared at Su Wanqing's face and noticed a sad emotion crossing her face.
"He...he killed someone again, and the lord forced him to kill someone again..."
"Are you scared? Do you think he is scary?"
[A friend's article: Keep your heart locked in love, don't marry a wealthy husband] A chill came from the back and spread quickly to every part of the body. Su Wanqing suddenly felt that the weather was not so hot anymore.
"Chu Zihan is still alive. Is this the reason for Third Uncle's betrayal?" Su Wanqing asked the question in her heart.
"That accounts for half of the reason." Huang explained, "Chu Zihan was still young at that time, and my third uncle couldn't bear it, so he took him and fled to City X, and then did some things that made the lord very unhappy."
Su Wanqing frowned slightly and asked, "I've always been curious, what exactly is 'that thing' you are talking about?"
Huang's face, which had just a hint of gentleness, instantly turned cold and returned to the absolute zero temperature of the past.
"Saori, it's better for you to know less."
Su Wanqing was silent. Everyone told her this.
"The psychological clinic has arrived, let's go in."
Su Wanqing raised her head and looked over. It was a two-story building, a Japanese-style building, built along a small bamboo forest. It was very elegant.
The door of the clinic was locked. Su Wanqing felt a little confused as she watched Huang take out the key and open the door.
“Aren’t there any patients coming for consultation?”
"No, this psychological clinic was originally prepared for you."
Su Wanqing was silent. It seemed that the other party had already determined that she had been hypnotized.
The room is large and elegantly decorated, with a very advanced computer equipment connected to a brain helmet.
Su Wanqing followed Huang's instructions, lay down on the bed, put on a helmet, and had electrodes clamped on her wrists and ankles to facilitate the measurement of heart waves and brain waves.
"Shazhi, close your eyes, let yourself go, and enter a meditative state."
While Huang was controlling the instrument and paying close attention to the ECG and EEG curves on the display screen, he was subconsciously inducing Su Wanqing.
"Your electrocardiogram is normal, but the brain waves show local bends and faults. This is very strange..."
Hearing this, Su Wanqing felt inexplicably nervous, and her heartbeat began to accelerate involuntarily.
"Shazhi, don't be nervous!" Huangsheng stopped, "Relax, don't resist-"
Looking at the electrocardiogram showing sinus tachycardia and the disordered electroencephalogram with high T waves on the screen, Huang's face became tense.
"Relax, be sure to relax, imagine that you are lying on a comfortable bed, with the warm sea breeze blowing on your cheeks, and the air is filled with the fragrance of green grass-"
Huang's voice seemed to carry a magical power, inducing Su Wanqing's almost broken nerves to gradually relax.
Soon, the fluctuation curve on the display screen stabilized, and Su Wanqing, who was lying on the bed, looked calm and breathed long and shallow.
He successfully accessed her subconscious——
"Saori, you got up from the bed and ran to the green grass to catch butterflies, giggling happily. At this time, a little boy with a samurai sword came over, with blood stains on his body. Who is he -"
Su Wanqing's eyelashes twitched slightly, her thin lips parted slightly, and she said slowly in a voice that sounded like she was talking in her sleep: "It's Brother Huang. He's finished his training and came to see me. He's injured again..."
"He was injured. Do you know why he was injured?" Huang carefully stared at Su Wanqing's face and noticed a sad emotion crossing her face.
"He...he killed someone again, and the lord forced him to kill someone again..."
"Are you scared? Do you think he is scary?"
[A friend’s article: Prison your heart and lock your love, don’t marry a wealthy husband]