True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Fu Yunshen and the psychologist have known each other for several years, and this is the first time he has seen such an expression.

As a hunter on the NOK hypnotist rankings and a psychologist, he is absolutely flawless in the control of expressions.

After all, a micro-expression of a person, even if it only flashes for 0.5 seconds, can be directly read out by the hypnotist.

When a hypnotist is deeply hypnotizing someone, it is easy to kill someone.

Fu Yun raised his eyebrows deeply and said in a lazy tone, "Who?"

The psychologist sighed softly: "One of my patients, I may not have seen her for a long time, I don't know how she is now."

He was silent for another moment, then shook his head, obviously not wanting to say more, so he changed the subject.

"She is in a special situation, so I didn't give her any medicine." The psychologist said, "After all, this kind of drug related to the spirit and psychology has many side effects."

Fu Yun gave a deep and light hum.

"But—" the psychologist paused, "she asked me to help her treat her brother."

Fu Yun raised his head and leaned back: "What did you say?"

"I agreed." The psychologist smiled. "But it's not because of you, but because of her. You may not believe it. Her control over micro-expressions is stronger than mine."

Fu Yunshen still didn't show any unexpected expressions, but just smiled: "It seems that my children are really good, so you can be convinced."

The well-known hunters on the NOK forum, especially the top three on each list, can't even use money.

Their traces are even more elusive.

So even if his bounty is a billion dollars, the top three hunters are still unmoved.

Although the third and fourth places are only one place apart, the gap is immeasurable.

Not to mention, number one on every leaderboard.

The number one on the hypnotist list never showed up at all, only some rumors.

The psychologist nodded: "Do you need hypnosis now?"

"No." Fu Yunshen got up and said lazily, "I think being with my children makes me feel happier and faster, saves your hypnosis and saves my money."

"..."

**

the next day.

Ying Zijin asked Wen Tinglan to take a class leave and took him to the psychological counseling room.

"Sister." The boy grabbed a corner of her school uniform, his lips tightened, "I don't want to go."

"It's okay." Ying Zijin patted him on the shoulder, "You don't need to talk to him, just sleep. If you feel uncomfortable, you can beat him up."

Wen Tinglan, who felt that her sister was becoming more and more violent: "..."

In the end, Ying Zijin promised him that he could eat an extra piece of cake every day, and Wen Tinglan let go.

Ying Zijin glanced at the closed door, leaned on the railing, and looked at the sky: "When he was five years old, his mother came back once, and then he didn't speak for five years."

Fu Yun turned his head sideways: "Uncle Wen's wife?"

"Well." Ying Zijin said lightly, "When I can remember, my father got divorced. I heard from my father that Xiaolan has a sister who left with his mother and never came back."

Wen Fengmian didn't mention it, and the time was too long, beyond what she could currently count, so she didn't know who Wen Tinglan's biological mother was.

I only vaguely know that it seems that because I couldn't stand the poor life in Qingshui County, not long after Wen Tinglan was born, he took all the valuables in the family and ran away with his eldest daughter.

A few days later, Wen Fengmian picked her up and took her back, even if she was so poor that she couldn't get enough to eat.

Wen Tinglan's autism is very serious, and ordinary psychologists can not only cure him, but also aggravate his condition.

But she had tried this psychologist yesterday, and it was okay.

Fu Yun was silent for a while, then smiled: "Yaoyao, don't worry, it's not too late for treatment now, it will get better."

He slowed down his voice: "Brother also had a good time, and he came here well. Your brother will be fine."

"Huh?" This was the first time Ying Zijin heard him talk about the past. She frowned slightly, "What's going on?"

He was always smiling and his micro-expressions were well controlled.

So much so that she didn't realize that he also had autism.

"It's nothing." Fu Yun said calmly, "Although you are getting better, don't listen to negative emotions. When you are well, brother will tell you."

Ying Zijin glanced at him and took out his phone.

Fu Yun was very interested: "What new web drama is Yaoyao watching again?"

"No." Ying Zijin turned on the alarm clock, "I will set an alarm."

Fu Yunshen: "?"

"When the time comes, don't forget to remind you." She took it easy, "an elderly person five years older than me."

"..."

**

The results of the first hypnotherapy were optimistic, and Wen Tinglan's mood was much better.

After Ying Zijin and the psychologist agreed on the next treatment time, they went back to Wen's house and went to Mr. Sheng's invitation.

Mr. Sheng, whose full name is Sheng Qingtang, is a master of Chinese painting and calligraphy.

When he was young, he was very famous in the industry, and a pair of calligraphy and painting easily started with millions.

After getting old, he lived a secluded life, living in a small villa in the east of Shanghai City.

Grow flowers, grow vegetables.

Last time, Shengqingtang also asked the director of Shaoren Hospital to send her several baskets of melons and fruits grown at home.

He would go to the hospital because he was still restless at the age of 70. He went up to the tree to pick fruit by himself, and fell down without noticing.

In particular, Sheng Qingtang still didn't believe in Western medicine.

"Miss Ying, I haven't seen you all the time. I didn't expect you to be so young." Seeing the girl, Sheng Qingtang stood up and exclaimed, "You are indeed young and promising."

"You're welcome." Ying Zijin nodded, "How is your health?"

"Thank you so much, Miss Ying." Sheng Qingtang was inevitably excited when he mentioned this, "My qi and blood problems over the years have gotten better."

He has seen many Chinese medicine practitioners, including the Imperial Capital, but he has never met anyone who is more skilled than a girl.

Ying Zijin pondered for a while and took out a pill: "Then you can also try this."

"What's this?" Sheng Qingtang took it, his eyes were about to close. At the end, he patted his thigh and said happily, "I know, this must be the elixir of life mentioned in the TV series!"

"..."

Mr. Sheng was poisoned by TV series.

"No." Ying Zijin shook his head slightly, "It just has the effect of prolonging life."

"Alas." Sheng Qingtang sighed with pain on his face, "As expected, I can only dream."

He was holding the pill, a little reluctant to take it, but in the end he was ready to take it.

Before he could put it in his mouth, a scream of anger came from outside the door.

"dad!"

A man rushed in and slapped the pill off with a slap.

Then he turned his head sharply to look at the girl with disgust in his eyes: "What do you want to give my dad? What are you thinking?!"

On the 22nd, it was released on the shelves. It's not that I only update once a day. The website stipulates that the free period cannot be more than one update.

Psychologist: I was struck down and autistic.

Jiang Ran: Hehe

I don't know if the baby I followed in the last book remembers, the lord of the Emperor Ying Gang read the micro-expression of Qingmei's soul 23333