Chapter 94 The villain of the previous world is reborn
Before going downstairs the next morning, Nanjia did a lot of mental construction for herself. She even practiced smiling in the mirror.
Seeing Nan Jia coming downstairs, Mo Yan asked: "Nan Nan, did you eat junk food again last night?"
Mo Yan smelled fried food when he came back last night The smell of chicken.
Although she had been building up her mind for a long time, Nan Jia still felt angry when she saw Mo Yan's face. She couldn't help but said: "Well, I want to eat. What's wrong? No?"
Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia in surprise, not expecting that she was like a little powder keg so early in the morning.
Mo Yan was not angry with her. He simply thought that Nan Jia was angry because of getting up: "Eat less, it is not good for your health."
Nan Jia rolled his eyes and said: Not in good health?
Why didn't he think that it would be bad for his health when he tampered with his memory?
Not tampering with your memory will not directly harm your body, but it will harm your spirit!
Nan Jia pouted and said fiercely: "Humph, I want you to take care of it."
"Huh?" Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia with a smile, feeling helpless.
She was not particularly angry today.
Mo Yan handed the poured juice to Nan Jia: "Little ancestor, calm down."
Nan Jia drank the juice in one gulp, but his attitude towards Mo Yan did not improve.
Sitting in the car, Moyan pulled Nanjia's hand, but Nanjia also broke free.
Mo Yan felt that Nan Jia was a little abnormal, and he asked in confusion: "Nan Nan, what's wrong with you? What have I done recently to make you angry?"
Nan Jia suddenly looked towards Mo Yan's eyes were filled with accusations. She seemed to want to get angry at Mo Yan, but Nan Jia opened her mouth but still paused.
Nan Jia's appearance aroused Mo Yan's interest. He looked at Nan Jia's slightly bulging cheeks with a smile: "Huh? You tell me."
Nan Jia casually made up an excuse to excuse Mo Yan: "I had a dream last night, and I dreamed that you were with someone else."
This reason made Mo Yan even more excited, and the ends of his eyes were filled with joy: "So Nan Nan is angry because he is jealous?"
Nan Jia nodded and responded: "Yeah"
Mo Yan came closer Nanjia wanted to hold her in his arms.
Nan Jia stretched out her hand to block Mo Yan's chest, and said with a tense and serious face: "You! Stay away from me, I will get upset when I see you."
Mo Yan grabbed Nan Jia His hand planted a kiss on her palm.
He bowed to her like Nanjia's most devout believer.
He raised his eyes and looked at Nanjia with a pious light in his eyes: "Stupid Nannan, how could I abandon you to be with someone else? Don't you know how much I love you?"
“Humph” Nan Jia snorted coldly, she knew!
I love it so much that I want to wash my memory!
Mo Yan hugged Nan Jia into his arms: "Okay, don't be angry, those are all dreams but not reality."
Suddenly, the words 'darkness value drops by one-fifth per star' were displayed in front of Nanjia's eyes.
Nan Jia's brows suddenly lit up with joy, and her desire to confront Mo Yan softened a little.
Being able to reduce the darkness value means there is still hope for the future!
After get off work, Nanjia still went to the psychological clinic alone.
Walking into the office dedicated to Wang Xinyang, Nanjia carefully looked around the office for the first time, looking at every corner of the house carefully.
Nanjia is checking to see if there are cameras in the room.
Very well, no.
Then you can implement your own method.
Nan Jia withdrew her sizing gaze and asked with a smile: "Dr. Wang, how many more times do I need to come?"
"Well, I discussed it with Mr. Mo. About a week later.”
Nanjia crossed her legs and tilted her head to pretend to be surprised: "Oh? Discuss with Mo Yan? Aren't you a doctor? Why do you still need to discuss with Mo Yan?"
Wang Xinyang paused, and he raised his eyes. Looking towards Nanjia.
Nan Jia looked calm and her eyes were clear, as if this was just a question she asked casually.
Wang Xinyang didn't see the temptation or doubt in Nan Jia's eyes, and he let go of his hanging heart. He said helplessly: "Hey, although I am a doctor, the treatment plan, course of treatment, etc. still need to be communicated with the patient's family and need to get their consent."
Nanjia whispered: "That's it."
"Okay, let's not talk about all this. Let's start our treatment today." Nanjia nodded: "Okay"
"Survival student, give me a golden finger, I will To hypnotize Wang Xinyang."
"OK"
Wang Xinyang said to himself: "Then let's..."
Nanjia shouted in a confused tone, "Doctor Wang?"
"Huh? What..." Wang Xinyang looked up at Nanjia and looked into her eyes. He suddenly seemed to be fascinated, and his whole body was stunned.
“Go to bed”
Wang Xinyang obeyed Nan Jia’s words like a puppet on strings.
"You hypnotized Nanjia today as usual, and everything went smoothly without any accidents. After a while, the bell rang, and you got out of bed and returned to normal."
After Nanjia finished speaking, Wang Xinyang closed his eyes as if falling asleep.
Nan Jia did not leave either. She was sitting on the sofa nearby and playing with her mobile phone.
An hour and a half later, the time was up, the bell rang, and Wang Xinyang got up from the bed.
Nan Jia was lying on the bed with her eyes closed as usual.
Wang Xinyang's eyes gradually became clearer: "Miss Nan, today's treatment is over."
Nan Jia opened her eyes and nodded to Wang Xinyang: "Okay"
The next week when Mo Yan accompanied Nan Jia, Nan Jia pretended to be hypnotized. If Mo Yan didn't accompany Nan Jia, Nanjia directly hypnotized Wang Xinyang and then sat on the sofa to stay up.
"Nannan, I need to go to another city tomorrow. I may not be able to accompany you to the clinic tomorrow night."
"Well, I can go by myself."
Nanjia wished she could go alone. Mo Yan goes with him, he has to act, how tiring it is!
It’s the last day to go to the psychological clinic, and it’s finally over!
Nanjia got out of the driver's car, stretched out and felt comfortable.
Nanjia glanced at a nearby shopping mall inadvertently. There was a banner at the door: "Today from 6 to 7 pm, buy one get one free in gold! First come, first served, while supplies last."< br>
Nanjia’s eyes will be bright with just a swipe, buy one get one free? This is equivalent to a 50% discount. If you grab it, won’t you make a lot of money?
Nanjia is absolutely indispensable for saving money by collecting wool.
Looking at Nanjia, who was staring at the banner and standing motionless on the ground with his legs glued, the survival student urged: "Hurry to the clinic, you are going to be late!"
The survival student reminded him with one sentence. Nanjia walked in with big strides and said furiously: "Yes, yes, yes, go find Dr. Wang quickly."
Go to Dr. Wang quickly and hypnotize him!
Don’t let him delay buying gold!
Wang Xinyang saw Nan Jia with smiling eyebrows and said with a smile: "Miss Nan, you are in a good mood today."
Nanjia stopped talking and stood in front of Wang Xinyang, looked straight at Wang Xinyang, and then put him down.
Although there is no surveillance in the office, there is surveillance at the door.
In order not to be discovered, Nanjia picked up another white coat on the hanger, put it on herself, and left.
Small Theater
The author looked at the two people showing off their affection in front of them. She put her hand on her chin and said slowly: "I really want to write BE, because BE has comments."
Nan Jia and Mo Yan stopped moving and turned to stare at the author.
Nan Jiaxing stared at the author excitedly: "Do you want to abuse Mo Yan? Okay, okay, I like it."
Mo Yan smiled slightly, his eyes cold.
Suddenly the stone table in front of the author turned into powder.
The author immediately stood up and looked at Mo Yan seriously: "How is that possible? BE is not my style! Nice little sweet article!"
Nanjia shook his head and murmured in a low voice: "It's a pity"
Mo Yan put his arm around Nanjia's waist and took her into the house: "Nanjia, I think we have a difference of opinion and we need some depth. Let’s communicate.”
The author breathed a sigh of relief and just didn’t embarrass himself.
(End of this chapter)