Free Web NovelChapter 941: Chapter 914: The Truth Revealed
"What’s wrong?" Shi Yu asked Qian. She felt Qian had been acting strange and dazed ever since she came back from outside.
Qian looked at Shi Yu, guilt in her eyes.
Her best friend had been hypnotized right next to her, and she, a psychiatrist, hadn’t noticed a thing!
Shi Yu’s reaction yesterday had been so weird that Qian had considered the possibility of hypnosis, but why didn’t she follow that line of thought to the end?
At the root of it, Qian simply didn’t believe anyone could hypnotize a person and implant memories that didn’t belong to them. That overturned her entire knowledge system and sounded absurd.
Maybe her life had been too comfortable, maybe she’d barely met any real opponents since her rebirth, which made her overly confident in her profession. But that phone call just now slapped her in the face.
That man said they were on equal footing.
Judging by the bare facts, they did look evenly matched: that man hypnotized Shi Yu, and Qian dragged Shi Yu back. The two of them were even.
But what if you looked at the process?
Qian had only stumbled into it by accident. Even though her method was correct, she had relied completely on intuition, not on professional judgment and confidence as a doctor! And there was way too much luck involved this round. If Shi Yu hadn’t been utterly loyal to Qian, then Qian would have lost!
In other words, that damn man had used pure professional skill to fight Qian’s professional skill plus her friendship with Shi Yu to a draw. How could proud, never-once-defeated Qian swallow that!
She was suffocated with frustration; she’d never been this aggrieved in either lifetime!
Strictly speaking, this wasn’t really Qian’s fault. She’d never encountered this kind of situation. Hypnotizing someone to this degree was theoretically impossible in practice—yet someone had done it!
That man didn’t know how Qian had broken Shi Yu’s trance, just as Qian couldn’t guess how he had hypnotized someone to that extent!
So when Huaoli said the two of them were even, it wasn’t exactly overpraising Qian, even if Qian had gotten through this on sheer luck.
High and mighty Qian thought of that arrogant man’s "never forget why you started" and ground her teeth.
"You all go out and wait for me a bit. Close the door on your way out."
"Qian?" Everyone looked confused.
"Out!" Qian drove them all away, then squatted on the floor to look at the tied-up man. She reached out and pulled the rag from his mouth. The man’s face, streaked with snot and tears, finally relaxed. Damn, these little girls were vicious and mean; scratching the soles of his feet was torture worse than a beating!
"Spare me, okay? Don’t torture me like this," the man begged.
"Look into my eyes. Look at me." Qian admitted she’d been childish.
Right now she didn’t care who the mastermind behind the scenes was anymore; she just wanted to win this one out of sheer stubbornness.
Why should someone be able to hypnotize her best friend without her noticing? She refused to accept that!
If she asked her big brother to trace the phone number’s location, she could find the mastermind easily, but Qian was not satisfied with that! She wanted to use hypnosis too!
Mr Liu had said that hypnosis is an auxiliary method to help patients heal and should not be used for other things. He’d also said hypnosis wasn’t as magical as laypeople thought—it wouldn’t be as exaggerated as on TV, where a couple of sways and a person’s mind goes blank and they believe whatever you say. Qian had always respected her teacher’s instructions.
In all her clinical treatments in her previous life, she’d held to the principles her teacher instilled in her. Only when avenging her daughter had she used hypnosis to drive Ni Jianren insane—and that extreme method had only worked because Ni Jianren already had a tendency toward depression.
To brainwash a normal person in a short time, that unseen person’s skill was definitely nothing to scoff at. It gave Qian a very distinct feeling of being slapped in the face.
Now she wanted to test whether her own professional skills could make this guy spill everything.
Much as Qian didn’t want to admit it, the fact was that she was comparing herself with that mysterious voice on the phone. She couldn’t accept anyone being better than her.
The man kept pleading, his eyes darting in fear to the feather duster at Qian’s feet. That thing had traumatized him badly; with such a distraction present, it would be bad for her hypnosis. She planned to toss it aside and focus on hypnotizing him.
But the man thought Qian was about to unleash that terrifying tickling-on-the-soles move again and finally burst into tears.
"Sis! I’m scared of you all! I’ll talk, I’ll say everything! I was sent by the president of Haiqun Group, Wang Haiqun. Our boss’s son likes men and wanted you to issue him a certificate so he could fake a straight marriage, but you exposed him and told the woman about it. Our young master ended up being dumped, and now all his blind dates fail. President Wang Haiqun has been suppressed in business by the woman’s family and your big brother working together. He was unwilling to accept that and wanted revenge, so he came up with this plan—first to make you lose the competition, then to sow discord between you and your classmate. I’ve confessed everything, just please don’t tickle me anymore!"
Qian angrily snatched up the feather duster and lashed him hard. "You disgusting blabbermouth! Who told you to talk?!"
Ahhhhhhh!
She hadn’t even hypnotized him yet!
This coward! How could he spill everything just like that!
Now how was she supposed to compare herself with that bastard Hypnotist!
Qian was beside herself with frustration. "Did you guys find someone to hypnotize my friend?!"
"Yes, our boss hired a very powerful psychiatrist from overseas. His surname is Mu!"
"What’s his name?"
"Mu Hualili."
"Fuck!" Qian was so mad she forgot all about being ladylike.
One listen and you knew that was a fake name!
Who would name themselves "Flower Raccoon Cat"?
And she didn’t recall any master with that surname either.
"Let me go, okay? I’ve told you everything I know!" The man eyed the feather duster in Qian’s hand with dread.
Already on the verge of exploding, Qian called Liumei and the others back in and pointed at the coward on the ground, seething.
"Tickle him for half an hour. When he laughs so hard he pisses his pants, then you can let him go!"
"Why!" The man cried out in despair. Why was he still being tortured after confessing?
Qian gave him a sinister smile. "Because you talk too much!"
Yu Minglang smelled thick gunpowder in the air the instant he got off work.
The source of that gunpowder was a woman sitting on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other, watching him coldly.
"I told you we were all eating together tonight, and you’re home so early."
Xiaoqiang reflexively glanced at his watch. He had clocked off on time today. On the way home he’d run into an acquaintance and chatted for maybe five minutes. That little delay shouldn’t be enough to make his wife look at him this coldly, right?
Shi Yu, Liumei, Qiuqiu, and Bai Jin were playing cards. Ever since they came back from the café, Qian had maintained that ice-cold face. Everyone could feel her bad mood, and no one dared trigger that landmine.
Now, seeing Qian picking a fight, they all cast sympathetic looks at Minglang.
This was blatant troublemaking, pure, undisguised anger transfer.
