So real it's chilling!

Yang Xiao didn't tell me exactly what he dreamed of, he just gave me this sentence to describe his dream:

"I suspect all this is related to Dr. Luo."

Yang Xiao took out a business card from his inner pocket and handed it to me.

An Ru Psychological Counseling, Luo Cheng.

"We all received hypnotherapy, Teacher Song. It must be because of the hypnosis."

"You mean Dr. Luo hypnotized Wang Leng to make him kill, and now you are also gradually falling under his control?" Yang Xiao nodded. I didn't show any suspicion and chose to believe him for the time being.

No wonder the police didn't file a case. As far as I know, hypnosis can't have such a significant "power." Humans have self-protection mechanisms and can't act outside of them, let alone kill.

"I might not have much time left." There was sadness in Yang Xiao's eyes, "Teacher Song, I hope you can save me before anything happens to me."

He drank a glass of plain water in one go, then put on his mask and hat and left the café.

I looked at the business card in my hand and fell into deep thought.

When I got home, it was almost seven o'clock.

My husband Qin Jun had just finished frying some dishes and brought them to the table. I scooped some rice for him and handed him chopsticks. He took them with his right hand and, after taking a couple of bites, asked softly, "What's wrong? You look so worried."

"I remember you took psychology as an elective in college, right?"

"Yeah, I did. I almost got a certificate at the time. Why?"

"Can hypnosis make a person kill another person?"

Qin Jun was stunned for a second and looked at me like I was an idiot, "Have you been reading too much low-grade literature lately? Such dramatized methods are theoretically impossible. If it were that magical, would we still have to work so hard!"

I smiled awkwardly and briefly explained the situation with Wang Leng and Yang Xiao to Qin Jun. He concluded that the psychologist might not be very professional. In other words, a subpar psychologist caused a medical accident, leading to his patient's cognitive errors.

"But it's very difficult to prove a causal relationship between them. Even if you prove it, the law would hardly accept it." Qin Jun swallowed the last bite of rice, "The only thing you can do is prove that the doctor's skills are limited and get his practice license revoked."

"Well, then I'll go meet this Luo Cheng tomorrow."

I put down the empty bowl, and Qin Jun quickly took it away. I offered to wash the dishes, but he told me to go rest.

I felt a sweet warmth in my heart. Our love might not be grand and romantic, but it has a simple and detailed sweetness.