I am a good doctor from Stealing Pens and crossing Conan

It just so happened that his father kept urging him to go for a reexamination, so he stopped by.

So, under the guise of worrying about him, several people insisted on following him to the hospital.

Lin Qingzhu: "..."

Are these people a little too energetic?

Don't want to sleep yet?

Whether the others were worried, he didn't know.

But he felt that Conan... probably just wanted to explore him and satisfy his curiosity.

At first, he thought that it would be good for these people to follow, and he could grab a strong man to help him drive.

After all, his current state is really not suitable.

It turned out that when I got into the car, I realized that except for Uncle Mao Li, these people were all a group of minors, and he had to drive in the end. After all, a group of people couldn't fit in a single car.

Conan and Hattori Heiji sat in the back seat of Lin Qingzhu's car. When Lin Qingzhu was driving, the two were more nervous than him.

Seeing Lin Qingzhu's pale face and the expression of enduring pain between his brows, the two of them slammed the car into the wall for fear that Lin Qingzhu would lose his mind.

However, Lin Qingzhu was indeed in a bit of pain. When he got out of the car, his legs softened and he almost lost his footing.

He glanced at the Mihua Central Hospital in front of him.

Lin Qingzhu went in with ease, walked to the Department of Psychology and Psychiatry, and stopped in front of an office.

Glancing inside, Lin Qingzhu went straight in.

The few people behind followed Lin Qingzhu, watching the other party enter the hospital familiarly with shock, and then watching the other party enter the psychiatric department with shock.

Look at each other.

Hattori Heiji: "Why is he so proficient?"

Conan: "Brother Qingzhu is also a doctor, maybe there are friends here or cooperation?"

Hattori Heiji: "Maybe I worked here, or I might have a part-time job."

Conan: "Then why does he come to the psychiatry department?"

Hattori Heiji: "Maybe I'm looking for someone? I can't just come to see a doctor, right?"

Conan: "...Maybe, I think some of his behavior is not quite right. I remember that many mental illnesses can cause physical pain."

Hattori Heiji and Conan looked at each other: "You say it like this, it is indeed a bit like...psychogenic pain."

The two discussed in a low voice with confused faces, and fell silent again.

Here, when Lin Qingzhu walked into the office, he saw a doctor sleeping on the table.

He knocked on the table unceremoniously, and the young doctor who was sleeping on the opposite side was awakened instantly. He looked up, his expression relaxed, and he stood up cursingly:

"Fuck! Lin Qingzhu, you bastard, you still come to me in the middle of the night to disturb people's dreams!"

After cursing, the young doctor stood up honestly and observed Lin Qingzhu carefully, with a worried look on his face:

"Why did you come to me suddenly? Why is it uncomfortable?"

Lin Qingzhu looked at the young doctor twice, sat down opposite him naturally, leaned back in the chair, relaxed his body, and pressed the space between his eyebrows impatiently.

This person is the only person in this world who he can barely call a friend in his memory, his roommate at the University of Tokyo, a psychiatrist--Harui Haku.

As for why it is called barely a friend...

Hanyu Bai regarded him as a friend, but in his memory, he had emotional apathy, and he had no affection for anyone, so there was no unforgettable friendship.

But it is also the most familiar peer.

In memory, it's not that he doesn't regard the other party as a friend, it's just that he can't produce the emotional resonance between friends in his relationship.

Chapter 35

Seeing Lin Qingzhu's hand resting on his forehead, his face pale, and his thin lips pursed without blood, Hanyu Bai immediately understood.

"Headache? Is it bad?"

Asked tentatively, seeing Lin Qingzhu was silent, Hanyu Bai didn't wait for him to answer, just muttered to himself:

"Well, I don't need to ask you. With your temper, you are so stubborn. I asked you to come earlier to check if you didn't come, so I have to torment myself."

"As for your disgust, if you couldn't stand the pain, you wouldn't come to me."

Shaking his head, Hanyu Bai was speechless, he wanted to scold him, but he didn't know what to say, as a friend, he could only persuade him, and it was hard to say anything about many things.

Lin Qingzhu leaned back on the chair with her eyes closed, also very speechless.

Is that why he doesn't want to come?

At the time of crossing, he was in a daze, he hadn't figured out the situation yet, and he was busy doing this and that afterwards.

Besides, who knows if this persona will really affect him!

what can he doHe is also very helpless, okay?

Hanyu Bai sized up Lin Qingzhu's eyes, seeing that he was really in pain, he couldn't help but soften his heart a little.

"If the pain is unbearable, just take painkillers and torment yourself, why bother?" Shaking his head, Hanyu Bai helplessly pulled out a board of ibuprofen from the drawer and threw it to Lin Qingzhu.

Ibuprofen (Qiandu says it is effective, but some readers of this specialty say it is not effective. The author is not a professional, so I don’t know much about it. Just make do with it.)

Lin Qingzhu put down his hand against his forehead, his eyes were slightly red, and his face was expressionless: "It's okay, I can bear it."

"It's not good to take too much medicine. Recently, the pain has been a little frequent. It's better not to take it."

"Fine, it's up to you. You are also a doctor. You know more about this stuff than I do. If you don't think you can eat it, don't take it."

Hanyu Bai reluctantly took back the ibuprofen, got up and walked to the inner room: "Come on, come in with me for a checkup."

"Anyway, it's not me that hurts!"

Hattori Heiji, who were waiting outside, saw the doctor and brought Lin Qingzhu into the inner room, and within 2 minutes another person came out, a little curious.

Looking at Hanyu Bai's badge, Hattori Heiji asked curiously: "Doctor Hanyu, is brother Aotake here to see a doctor? Can you tell us what's wrong with him?"

Hanyu Bai looked back and saw that Lin Qingzhu in the inner room did not stop him, and looked at several people in surprise:

"You are his friends. That's okay, that kid will take the initiative to make friends now?"

Hanyu's white-faced my son finally understood the expression of relief.

A cold voice suddenly came from the inner room: "Haruhashiro."

"Cough cough." Hanyu Shiro coughed twice in embarrassment, and then became serious: "Qingzhu suffers from bipolar disorder type II and physiological apathy."

Conan looked at Hanyu Shiro in surprise, "So Brother Qingzhu's headache is really a nervous headache?"

"Yeah!" Hanyu Shiro shrugged: "Little brother, you know quite a lot!"

Conan scratched his head embarrassingly, smirked twice, and continued: "I saw this on TV."

"I also remember bipolar [-], which is a rarer type of bipolar disorder, usually more depressed and less manic."

Hanyu Shiro nodded and patted Conan's head:

"It's true, and it's usually the period of depression that causes physical pain, but the strange thing is, from my observation just now, Qingzhu doesn't seem to be in the period of depression now."

Conan was a little puzzled: "Maybe it didn't show? I heard that people with this disease will try to pretend to be normal."

"It's possible, but since Qingzhu came to look for me, he probably wouldn't do this, otherwise he really wanted to pretend, and no one would be able to see what he was thinking."

Hanyu Shiro shook his head and thought for a while: "It may be due to other reasons, not necessarily, spiritual matters are very complicated."

At this time, He Ye asked a little curiously: "What about the physical indifference?"

Hattori Heiji did not wait for Hanyu Shiro to speak, and explained: "Emotional apathy is commonly known as emotional apathy, and it can be divided into two types."

"Physiological, manifested as lack of response to emotions, slowness, lack of interest in people or things, lack of responsibility, lack of concern for people, and dislike of dealing with people."

"Even with your closest family members, you can't build a real, deeper emotional dependence. This kind of physiological indifference is born with low skin temperature and slow heart rate."

"Extremely sadistic, with torture and murder as the main behavior, no sense of shame and immorality for one's own behavior, manifested as obvious antisocial personality disorder."

"Physiologically, it's not bad, it won't do any harm to society, and the degree of danger to myself is not that high."

Conan suddenly remembered something, and his eyes lit up: "No wonder when Brother Qingzhu hugged me last time, I felt his body temperature was very low, so it was like this."

Lin Qingzhu in the inner room: "..."

No, I'm not, I'm not.

My hypothermia is because I have the blood of the ice dragon, not some kind of physical and emotional indifference, don't slander me.

I am a superpower, not a psychopath.

"But brother Qingzhu shouldn't be serious, right? He's a doctor, and he doesn't look like he has no sense of responsibility and doesn't care about people." Conan rubbed his chin to analyze.

"Can solve crimes, catch murderers, treat diseases, take care of patients, take care of children a little bit, treat people politely, and even raise small animals."

"Qingzhu is actually quite gentle towards the people around her and patients, and she can be regarded as a very warm person."

Hanyu Shiro nodded and commented, otherwise he would not have become friends with the other party.

"However, I can't say well about his situation. The same disease, different people have different symptoms."

"It's possible that he doesn't have symptoms in this area, or it may be that Qingzhu himself has cognition in this area, and his moral cognition tells him that he should do this."

"Of course, it may also be Qingzhu's deliberate performance."

"Hanyu Shiro, it looks like you know me quite well."

Lin Qingzhu came out of the inner room and leaned against the wall. Even though he was unwell, his aura was still strong.

"The essence of gentleness is reason, and the ultimate of reason is indifference. In fact, all gentleness is carefully designed, isn't it?"

A gentle smile appeared on Lin Qingzhu's pale face, like the warm sun in March and the cool breeze in April.

There was clearly a strong sense of warmth, but combined with what he said just now, it made people feel chills for no reason.

"Are you sick again?" Hanyu Bai frowned, touched Lin Qingzhu's forehead, and Lin Qingzhu slapped his hand away.

The few people who were just scared: "..."

Shrugging his shoulders, Hanyu Bai didn't care: "Okay, Qingzhu, don't get nervous, it's okay if you scare them, it's not like I don't know what you are like."