Chapter 1006: Chapter 1006: We Can’t Be Elders and Juniors Anymore

He Chen leaned back in his chair, his gaze at Luo Xi hiding a sharpness, “Is probing into others’ hearts akin to doing whatever one desires?”

Hypnosis is something often heard of but rarely seen.

Especially psychologists well-versed in hypnosis, they are even scarcer.

He Chen and Shang Yu are the same kind of people, most averse to having their inner secrets probed, and their mental defenses are not easily breached.

Should Luo Xi make any moves during the treatment process, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Facing He Chen’s skepticism, Luo Xi smiled gracefully, “You don’t need to worry about that. As psychologists, respecting and protecting patients’ privacy is our basic professional ethics. Hypnotherapy is merely to help patients alleviate psychological hurdles, not to obtain secrets and do as one pleases.”

Quite articulate indeed.

He Chen licked his lips, supporting his forehead as he squinted at her, “Miss Luo, how old are you this year?”

Shang Zonghai lifted his eyelids slightly, casting a warning glance at him.

In contrast, Luo Xi appeared much calmer, looking straight at He Chen, without any concealment, “I’m thirty-five this year, in my tenth year of practice.”

After a long period of silence, Shang Zonghai placed the Buddha Beads on his left side, pursed his lips and glanced at He Chen, “All right, I didn’t call you over for a background check. Go back to the hospital and inform them, at 10 a.m. tomorrow, let’s have a meeting together to determine Shaoyan’s treatment plan.”

He Chen forced a smile, his long, narrow eyes shifting cryptically between Shang Zonghai and Luo Xi.

These two people are quite interesting.

In less than five minutes, He Chen left the old residence on his own.

The pharmacy engulfed in a brief moment of silence.

Luo Xi skillfully picked up the teapot to refill Shang Zonghai’s cup, “I thought you wouldn’t look for me again.”

Shang Zonghai took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose, “How is your father?”

Luo Xi glanced sideways at the man beside her, “Every time we meet, you have to mention him, why do I feel like you’re just deliberately reminding me that you’re the elder, and I…the junior.”

Shang Zonghai had an inscrutable expression, “Since you know I’m the elder, then why…”

“Let’s skip the clichés, we both know, we can no longer be elders and juniors.” Luo Xi said as she picked up the medical records, her smile was faint, “Actually, you should have contacted me earlier, maybe Shaoyan’s condition wouldn’t have worsened to this point.”

Shang Zonghai took a sip of tea, shook his head, and sighed lightly, “Unless he’s willing to accept treatment on his own accord, who can force him?”

In earlier years, when he had sensed the hidden stubborn illness in Shang Yu, he had thought more than once to intervene.

But Shaoyan was overly proud and highly vigilant, only if he himself was willing, all treatment methods would be truly effective.

Luo Xi slowly stood up, her fingers tightened around the medical records, and she teasingly said, “That’s right, you never force it on the people you care about.”

Shang Zonghai frowned slightly, his tone slow as he called out: “Luo Xi…”

“Uncle Shang, I won’t disturb your tea, see you later.”

Luo Xi turned and walked out of the pharmacy without a trace of reluctance. She didn’t even need Old Xiao to guide her and found her way out of the old residence with ease.

In the pharmacy, Shang Zonghai closed his eyes, a light sigh escaping from his lips, inexplicably melancholy.

…

The next day, Shang Zonghai arrived at the Royal Hospital.

The consultation center was packed, Lih Yun and Luo Xi each sat at the head of the table, occasionally exchanging materials and voicing their opinions.

When Shang Zonghai, in a light gray Tang suit, walked in slowly, the experts involved in the consultation from each department all stood to greet him, “Elder Shang, you are here.”

Shang Zonghai pressed down his wrist, naturally walked to the head position and sat down, “Everyone sit, don’t be formal.”

The head of the Parma Shang clan, wherever he goes, he receives the highest standard of treatment.

Even though he’s over fifty, his mature demeanor and poise increasingly highlight his gentle and discreet charm.

Moreover, Shang Zonghai is quite handsome, and even with age, he shows no signs of aging.

The consultation lasted for almost three hours.

Luo Xi and Lih Yun stated their respective viewpoints and finally decided on a plan. First, Luo Xi would conduct psychological counseling, and if ineffective, MECT intervention would be considered.

At noon, twelve o’clock, the meeting concluded.

Luo Xi was still writing and drawing on the medical records with a pen, not noticing Shang Zonghai waiting beside her, she spoke without looking up, “Little Lih, I will need at least three days for the psychological counseling, progressing gradually. After three days, I will send you a report on the counseling results, and then we will decide whether to proceed with the MECT intervention.”

Lih Yun nodded calmly, “Sure, I’ll wait for you.”

Luo Xi responded, then paused her pen, “Are you free later?”

“Yes, care to have lunch together?”

Luo Xi looked up at him, “No, accompany me to a…”

Before she finished speaking, she perceived a presence beside her, looked up to see, the warmth in her eyes quickly evaporated, and she deliberately called out, “Uncle Shang.”

Shang Zonghai almost imperceptibly frowned, “I’ll leave Shaoyan’s condition to you.”

“It’s not a bother, it’s my job.” Luo Xi’s voice soft, always speaking warmly, but clearly full of hidden barbs at this moment, “Besides, the price you offered is higher than my annual income, it’s only fitting.”

Just entering the consultation center, He Chen clearly heard Luo Xi’s words.

This woman…not only articulate, but sharp-tongued.

With a pivot of his foot, He Chen walked to the staircase corner and made a call, “Check this person Luo Xi for me, what’s her background.”

He was curious on one hand and needed to ensure Shaoyan’s treatment process was absolutely secure on the other.

Hypnosis, cannot be trifled with.

…

Meanwhile, Shang Yu had already begun the first psychological treatment, while at the old residence, Li Qiao was unaware of it all.

Neither He Chen nor Shang Zonghai informed her of the detailed inside story.

It wasn’t until a day later, when she learned from Wei Ang that Shang Yu intended to undergo MECT treatment.

Li Qiao immediately rushed to the hospital, appearing stern and formidable.

She knew little about the MECT field, having researched deeply multiple times but dared not let Shang Yu try easily.

Forcibly erasing some memories not only could cause short-term memory chaos but could also leave aftereffects that damage brain nerves.

The price of MECT treatment is too great, hence her prolonged hesitation.

At the hospital ward’s entrance, Li Qiao briskly walked inside but didn’t see Shang Yu, only He Chen and a weary-looking woman discussing quietly.

“Where’s Shaoyan?”

He Chen raised an eyebrow, “Why come all of a sudden?”

Li Qiao remained expressionless, “Which stage is the MECT treatment at?”

He Chen chuckled and beckoned, “The MECT treatment hasn’t started yet, is it necessary to be so tense? Come in first, let me introduce you.”

Upon hearing this, Li Qiao let out a faint sigh of relief, stepped inside, and heard He Chen’s introduction, “Psychologist, Luo Xi. She’s Shaoyan’s woman, Li Qiao.”

Luo Xi had just conducted a hypnotherapy session for Shang Yu, which had drained her considerable energy. Supporting herself on the sofa, she stood up and extended her hand to Li Qiao, “Hello, I’m Luo Xi.”