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There are several types of phobias, and the reason Xiao Qian uses this method to treat Zheng Xu is because she firmly believes that his phobia is triggered by psychological factors rather than heredity and mental quality.

Zheng Xu is neither cowardly nor highly introverted; he’s quite responsible. In Northeastern slang, he’s a real man. Phobias should not appear in such a person.

So he must have experienced something in a particular year that stimulated him, but he doesn’t know it or has chosen to selectively forget it, causing fear in his subconscious.

The only way to deal with such a phobia is to find the person who stimulated him, have that person apologize to Zheng Xu face to face, and then Xiao Qian can guide him to a solution.

But even with such a simple mental illness, Xiao Qian, in her past life, spent half a lifetime trying to solve it unsuccessfully. So she’s determined to solve it in this lifetime.

Zheng Xu began to recall with a calm voice, concise words, and closed eyes, being guided by Xiao Qian into his subconscious state.

“When I was 5, my dad bought me a toy gun, and I loved it.”

Sure enough, his answer was similar to what he said in his past life. Xiao Qian stood beside Zheng Xu, thinking about her past life but continued to guide him. “Any sad events?”

“No.”

“How about 6 years old?”

“We moved, and I set off firecrackers in the toilet, getting chased for it.”

… Hehe, shameless. Xiao Qian continued asking, year by year, all the way up to when he was 14 years old, when she became alert.

14 years old, this year is definitely a special milestone.

In his previous life, Zheng Xu recalled that year with a pained expression in his subconscious, so Xiao Qian hurriedly terminated the hypnosis. After several attempts, it always got stuck at 14 years old.

But just as Xiao Qian thought the problem had happened that year and desperately tried to investigate what had happened, Zheng Xu could easily talk about what had happened during that year in the following treatments – an ordinary year.

After that, Xiao Qian could never cure him again.

So, when she approached that year again in this life, she was nervous.

“What happened when you were 14?”

“14 years old…fire, fire…” Zheng Xu’s expression started to become pained, and Xiao Qian quickly asked for more.

“What happened?”

But Zheng Xu started to show a painful expression again, and began to sweat from his forehead. Xiao Qian knew this was dangerous, so she quickly pressed the alarm clock to break the hypnosis with her voice.

It took a while for Zheng Xu to calm down, and when he sat up, his head felt a little dizzy.

He rubbed his head, vaguely remembering what he had just talked with Xiao Qian about but not having a clear memory.

“Chen Xiaoqian, should I charge you for this consultation? Why do I feel less comfortable than last time?” He moved lightly, feeling even more depressed.

Last time was just hypnosis, this time was actual treatment with an interrupted session. It was bound to be uncomfortable.

“Zheng Xu, can you remember what happened when you were 14?” Xiao Qian trusts her instincts; his 14th year is highly suspicious.

“14… I think I moved to a new Family Home with my parents. Nothing special happened.” He didn’t remember the events from over a decade ago very clearly.

“Was there anything significant? Like, did someone in your family pass away or something really sad happen?”

“No, well, if I had to mention something special…that year, I had a… physical interaction with an older female student?”

Xiao Qian was speechless…

“You were so precocious! Didn’t the instructor chase you to find your parents?”

“A man without experience isn’t suitable to get married. A man who doesn’t sleep with a few women before marriage must be problematic. I think that Yu Minglang is quite problematic.”

Xiao Qian’s mouth twitched, “Did you try it? If not, you have no right to speak.”

Zheng Xu’s expression was as if he had seen a ghost, and Xiao Qian felt relieved.

As the treatment was about to end, Xiao Qian saw Zheng Xu’s exhausted appearance and said earnestly.

“Zheng Xu.”

“Hmm?”

“Actually, you and Ming Lang might be a good match. You’re so dark-minded, and he’s so sunny. You’d be a perfect complement to each other. You have experience, and he seems to have a problem. It’s a win-win.”

Zheng Xu, who was drinking water, sprayed it out immediately.

“Cough cough! Chen Xiaoqian, can you not disgust me while I’m drinking water?”

Xiao Qian shrugged, “You said you felt tired, so I told a joke to help you relax.”

Xiao Qian thought that she might have picked up Ming Lang’s habit of making cold jokes. She felt pleased with this new skill.

She didn’t manage to help him relax, but she successfully disgusted Brother Xu. According to his subordinates, Brother Xu was irritable over the next few days. One of them wore camouflage pants and was kicked out by him.

Seeing Yu Erha made Brother Xu shiver!

At night, Xiao Qian received a call from Ming Lang.

He pretended to care about Xiao Qian’s daily life and then casually asked.

“Did you have a good chat with the Capitalist today?”

Xiao Qian snorted, “It was alright.”

He couldn’t hold back and wanted to check on her. She didn’t bother to expose his small-mindedness.

Occasionally, men being a bit petty didn’t bother people. Xiao Qian was willing to tease Ming Lang.

“This Capitalist isn’t a good guy. He messed around with people in school, at 14, he had something going with an older female student in our school. Tsk tsk, a Black Cucumber. There’s something wrong with this guy.”

Ming Lang didn’t spare any effort to discredit his rival.

“Wait! How do you know about this?” Xiao Qian realized that Zheng Xu indeed mentioned that he had lost his virginity at 14.

“We were in the same school, he was two grades above me. He’s trash.”

In her past life, Xiao Qian hadn’t known about this connection between the two. She now regarded it as important information.

“Yu Minglang, can you help me investigate what happened to Zheng Xu when he was 14? In detail.”

“Why are you asking about this?”

“I won’t reveal my patient’s information to you. If you’re willing to help me, then help. If not, I’ll find someone else.”

“Helping isn’t impossible; it’s just that, Chen Xiaoqian, your understanding isn’t enough.”

“What?” How did it get back to her understanding?

“This relationship is already established, but the way you address me is so unfamiliar. It’s not in line with good traditions.”

“… What good tradition has been shamelessly altered by you?” What’s he planning?

“United as one, united.”

“Speak human!”

“Your address to me is not in line with unity or solidarity, and it’s easy for people like Zheng Xu to take advantage.”

That’s right. He’s always shameless, using the correct theory to whitewash himself. Ming Lang wants to applaud his IQ. a thousand times.

Nothing wrong, well done!