Chapter 14： I have a friend

*Dong, Dong, Dong!*

"Please come in."

Lin Qiuye pushed open the door and entered the consultation room.

Seated on the other side of the table was a middle-aged male doctor, wearing a white coat with a sparse Mediterranean hairstyle, a symbol of wisdom.

Lin Qiuye sat down on the chair, and the doctor casually spoke, "So, what's the issue?"

"I don't have any issues."

"If you don't have any issues, why are you here?"

"I don't have issues, but I have a friend who has a severe mental illness."

Upon hearing this, the doctor looked at Lin Qiuye with a strange expression, smiling as he adjusted a few strands of hair on his head, "The friend you're talking about, isn't it yourself?"

"No, it's really a friend."

"Alright, then tell me, what does your... I mean, your friend, suffer from? What are the specific symptoms?"

Lin Qiuye pondered for a moment, "It might be a bit hard to describe..."

The doctor smiled, "In that case, treat yourself as that friend and show me the actual manifestations."

Lin Qiuye gave the doctor a strange look, hesitated for a moment, and nodded helplessly.

Thus, Lin Qiuye slowly stood up from his seat.

Under the doctor's gaze, he walked directly towards him.

Extending his hand, Lin Qiuye buried the doctor's head into his chest.

With his other hand gently stroking the few remaining strands of hair on the doctor's head, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Softly speaking, he said, "My dear son, Daddy has finally found you!"

The doctor: "..."

In the next ten minutes, Lin Qiuye used the persuasive techniques he had learned throughout his life to explain to the doctor that it wasn't him who had the illness, avoiding the fate of being forcibly hospitalized.

"So, your friend sees everything as if seeing her own child?"

"Yes!"

"And she cried for a long time?"

"Constantly crying."

"Likes to sit in the yard, telling stories to the flowerpots and chairs?"

"That's right."

"How is her sleep?"

"She doesn't sleep."

"..."

Furrowing his brows, the doctor said, "Your friend's condition is quite serious! I strongly recommend bringing her to our hospital for inpatient treatment."

"Her situation is somewhat special, and she doesn't have the conditions for inpatient treatment." Lin Qiuye said helplessly.

He couldn't tell the truth; if he did, and the doctor found out that Nyx, the Goddess of Night, was a patient living in his mind, he might immediately receive a hospitalization notice.

The doctor thought for a moment, then began typing on the keyboard, "If she can't be hospitalized, then we can only rely on medication for now. I'll prescribe some medication for you to give her. If the condition doesn't improve, make sure to bring her to the hospital."

Lin Qiuye looked somewhat hesitant.

Can real-world medication be brought into his mind?

Lin Qiuye didn't know, but he felt that even if he could bring it in, the medicine for treating ordinary people might not be effective for a deity.

"Doctor, besides taking medication, are there any other ways to treat her?"

After thinking for a moment, the doctor slowly spoke, "Your friend's symptoms fall under severe delusional disorder. I've seen quite a few patients like this before. There was a man who loved his wife dearly, and when his wife died in a car accident, he would often talk to the air, imagining that his wife was still with him."

"This type of illness is mostly due to suffering immense psychological trauma, subconsciously rejecting reality, and creating a false consciousness of 'she is still by my side.'"

"If we can start from the perspective of the cause of the illness and provide some psychological treatment, there is a possibility of improvement. However, without medication as a supplement, it's challenging."

"Medication and psychological treatment complement each other. Do you understand what I mean?"

Lin Qiuye nodded thoughtfully.

Starting from the cause of the illness... but he knew nothing about Nyx's past. How could he proceed?

It seemed like he needed to make more preparations.

Lin Qiuye took the prescription given by the doctor but chose not to pay for and pick up the medication. Since real-world medication couldn't affect the deity in his mind, there was no need to spend the money.

Moreover... these medications were too expensive!

After leaving the mental hospital, Lin Qiuye took the bus back.

This visit to the mental hospital was still worthwhile; at least, it provided Lin Qiuye with a breakthrough.

Comfort Nyx from a psychological perspective, and to achieve that, he must understand her well.

So, Lin Qiuye, at a certain stop, got off the bus and walked into the Cangnan City Library.

...

No. 2 High School, at the school gate.

"Hey, look, who's that uncle over there?"

"Don't know, probably some parent."

"I saw him when I entered the school gate at around 7 am."

"I saw him too. He was wearing sunglasses in the morning, a shirt, holding a coffee, leaning against the wall. I thought he looked pretty cool."

"Why does he look like a beggar now? His eyes are red."

"Do you think he has been waiting here since the morning?"

"It's almost 10 o'clock now."

"Who knows? Oh, by the way, did you guys hear about the two students who were murdered last night when they went home from school?"

"Really or fake?"

"Of course, it's true. I heard..."

"..."

On the other side of the road from the school gate, a lonely man sat on the roadside. Cigarette butts were scattered around him, and his silhouette under the streetlight seemed inexplicably sad.

Zhao Kongcheng flicked the cigarette in his hand. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out where the problem was.

He had been squatting from 6 am to 10 pm, and he felt like he had been sunbaked until he became silly, yet he hadn't seen a trace of that kid.

Obviously, he saw the No. 2 High School uniform yesterday!

Could it be that this kid guessed he was coming to catch him and just didn't show up?

Damn it! His ass hurts.

Zhao Kongcheng, with both hands on the ground, slowly sat up from the roadside, pretending to casually pat the dust off his pants, starting to move his limbs.

Just at this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse, with the corner of his eye, of a casually dressed young man on the other side of the road, leisurely walking with a few books in hand...

That guy... seems a bit similar to that kid's body shape...

A bit...

Huh?

Zhao Kongcheng was stunned and blinked his eyes vigorously.

Oh, damn!

Swoosh!

Without saying a word, Zhao Kongcheng, like a gust of wind, sprinted towards the young man. His eyes were bloodshot, presenting a fierce and evil appearance!

However, when he was about twenty meters away from the young man, it seemed that the young man sensed something. His whole body shook, and he immediately started running!

The two of them ran madly on the street, one after the other!

At this moment, Lin

 Qiuye really wanted to slap himself twice. With so many streets to choose from, why did he have to pick this one!?

Now, it's a mess. He just dodged the guy yesterday, and now he's being chased again!

Although Lin Qiuye's speed wasn't slow, compared to Zhao Kongcheng, he was still far behind. In a matter of seconds, Zhao Kongcheng caught up.

Zhao Kongcheng viciously grabbed Lin Qiuye's shoulder, sneering twice.

"Kid, we meet again!"

Lin Qiuye turned his head stiffly, tilting his head:

"Who are you?"