After hearing Song Che's explanation, Mrs. Zhuang's anger disappeared a little in an instant.

Actually, if you want to blame this, it’s up to Wang Yaoshi to be too cautious about his words.

Or lack of expression skills.

This has caused communication conflicts between doctors and patients.

Song Che's more vivid and straightforward analogy immediately made her feel a sudden sense of clarity.

However, she still said in surprise: "Wait, if I say this to you, why does it seem like my daughter is schizophrenia?"

"If it is not said that it is due to schizophrenia, it is enough." Song Che said straight away, and saw Mrs. Zhuang's solemn expression, and added: "But I prefer that your daughter's spirit is divided into two independent bodies, and Alice in Wonderland syndrome is just a derived symptom."

"The reason why your daughter sees sometimes becomes larger or smaller, to put it bluntly, is that the mental power is dispersed, and the normally preserved spiritual body will see normal things. But if that part of the spiritual body in the subconscious is disgusted with something, the one presented to your daughter will shrink."

“On the contrary, if your daughter is particularly interested in something, then it will become very big in her spiritual world. Therefore, it is reasonable to attribute your daughter’s illness to mental illness.”

Mrs. Zhuang's face darkened and she said, "Do you think my daughter is mentally ill?"

"To be honest, you may not like to listen, but that's the truth." Song Che said calmly, and glanced at Pharmacist Wang: "Doctor Wang, using medicine to improve your daughter's mental excitement. The original intention was to make your daughter's mental power stronger, so strong that it can unify the chaotic spirit in the body."

When Wang Yaoshi heard this, he nodded straight, and felt a sense of finding good news. He was so excited that even the dialect came out: "That's what I think."

Song Che continued to endorse this fool: "I guess Dr. Wang initially thought that your daughter was just mentally disordered, but it was not so serious that she split into two independent mental bodies. So after taking the medicine, the two independent mental bodies were excited at the same time, making the honest spiritual body in the subconscious more honest, seeing things that were disgusting and disgusting smaller, and seeing things that were loved and loved bigger. In everyone's opinion, the disease became more and more serious."

"The spirit is divided into two independent bodies... The more you talk, the more mysterious you are. Are you a doctor or a charlatan?" Mrs. Zhuang began to get confused again.

"Not to mention, sometimes medicine and metaphysics still have similarities. For example, Thailand's head-relieving technique is a combination of hypnosis and anesthesia."

Song Che's eyes inadvertently looked at the mansion building, especially the three interlaced roofs, and said, "In addition, Mrs. Zhuang, the root cause of your anger is probably not because I said your daughter was mentally ill, but because I stabbed you in the pain, such as your relationship with your daughter."

"..." Mrs. Zhuang's face suddenly tense and she didn't say a word.

After digesting this shocking theory, Zhu Xie actually learned to learn from it: "Wait, you mean that the little girl does not like certain things in her subconscious mind, so these things will actively shrink in her eyes... Then the little girl just said that when she got sick last night, Mrs. Zhuang became very small. Could it be..."

"Okay! Enough!"

Mrs. Zhuang was so angry that she was obviously poked into the sore spot!

Song Che did not have the intention to continue gossiping.

Everyone already knows this kind of thing.

Undoubtedly, the little girl showed indifference to Mrs. Zhuang just now, to put it bluntly, that is, alienation and exclusion!

Perhaps Mrs. Zhuang has been using her daughter Kim Ji-won and even used her daughter as a tool to seize the Taixin Group's home business, which has already made Kim Ji-won feel deep in her soul!

"In fact, most children are very honest. Even if they don't say anything, they will express what they like and don't like through various potential behaviors. From the doctor's perspective, they should not be too involved in the patient's housework, but if they want to cure the disease, they have to pay attention to the root cause." Song Che explained the logic of treating symptoms and treating the root cause.

Mrs. Zhuang said frustly: "After talking for a long time, what you mean is that I have caused my daughter to be mentally ill, right?"

"This is a root of the disease, but not a cause. In this case, the cause of the disease cannot be underestimated. After all, there are too many unhappy children of this kind, but not many children will suffer from this strange and strange disease." Song Che replied.

"What is the trigger?" Mrs. Zhuang hesitated for a moment and expressed a long-standing guess: "Is someone poisoning my daughter?"

Song Che knew that Mrs. Zhuang had this speculation, and was suspicious that her stepson was making trouble behind the scenes to fight for the family business. "I can't tell who is making trouble behind the scenes. This is what the police should worry about, but I can tell what the trigger is."

Just when Mrs. Zhuang was puzzled, Assistant Cui ran over happily, carrying a roll of drawings in his hand and handed them over, "The design drawings of this house."

Song Che took it and glanced quickly.

It feels similar to what it looks outside.

The buildings are stacked layer by floor according to almost vertical shapes, and from the overall perspective, they seem to be combined with scattered spaces.

But this is not the focus of Song Che's attention. His focus is on the name of the building!

"March Rabbit!"

Song Che murmured: "This name is quite interesting."

Mrs. Zhuang also turned her head over and muttered: "So the house I live in is called such a name."

"You only know?" Song Che asked.

"Yes, I just care whether the house looks good or not. Is it comfortable to live in? I don't care about these details." Mrs. Zhuang said: "This house was also found by Assistant Cui for me. I like it very much, so I bought it."

"Then where is your husband?" Song Che looked at Assistant Choi and asked again.

"...He lives elsewhere." Mrs. Zhuang seemed a little irritable and upset.

Assistant Choi frowned and said, "What does these family privacy have to do with treating diseases?"

"It doesn't matter, just ask casually, don't be so nervous." Song Che smiled.

"I'm not nervous, but I think you are not normal. You can treat the disease. What do you need to do when studying architectural drawings? Do you want to delay time or fool us?" Assistant Choi said in a threatening tone: "I said it before. If you are not sure, just say it directly. If you are here to cheat, or even mess it up like Wang Dahai, I will definitely not let you get out of Seoul!"

Song Che smiled slightly and said, "Assistant Cui, your heart beat faster and your pupils are dissipated."

"...What are you talking nonsense?" Assistant Choi sternly said: "Madam, you see, this guy is talking nonsense from beginning to end. Please don't be affected by him, and you can quickly knock people away."

"I have also learned criminal psychology. Your behavior is a typical thief-like guilty!"
Chapter completed!