The next day, he was woken up by the alarm clock at 7 o'clock on time.

According to past practice, he would stay on the bed for a few minutes, but today he got up slipperyly like a loach.

Because there is serious matter to do.

He first used his mobile phone to check a large amount of psychological materials. After reading it a few times, he put on a suit, polished his leather shoes, and shaved his beard clean.

People rely on clothes, and if they want to go out and fool others, they must wear good outfits. This outfit is worth 1,888. It is not a particularly good product, but it is Fang Yuhao's best outfit.

The face in the mirror is square, 1.8 meters tall, and a casual suit. It is quite formal and not very serious.

“…There is a potential to be a duck.”

"Ahhhh! Who's going to be a duck!"

By the way, he has a good relationship with women since he was a child. Maybe the damn Manager Yu was jealous of his appearance, which made him take the blame for forcibly.

OK, appearance or something doesn't matter.

His idea was to go to those large hospitals and intercept a few psychological patients...

Hangzhou is an international city, and a regular large hospital also has a psychological department. When you go there to intercept a few patients, there doesn’t seem to have too many problems and won’t attract too much attention.

"Set off!"

Pushing open the door of the room, Fang Yuhao knocked on the door of his neighbor Wang Dahai's house.

It’s strange that after drinking so much, Wang Dahai got up very early today, perhaps because he vomited a lot of alcohol, or perhaps because his beliefs were removed and his mind was extremely active.

He is organizing his furniture.

"Where are you going out for an interview when you dress like this?"

"Yes, you have to find a job as soon as possible. Are you moving?" Fang Yuhao asked.

"Yes, the rent here is too expensive, and it is not cost-effective to live alone. I found a farmer's house, which is cheap!" Wang Dahai said with a smile: "When I woke up, I suddenly figured out everything. It was really strange... I was possessed by a monk."

The two chatted casually.

However, Wang Dahai's mind was not open at this time. Fang Yuhao's spiritual communication ability naturally failed and could not read any information.

Through this conversation, Fang Yuhao discovered that after Wang Dahai was stolen a small amount of belief, his personality did not seem to have changed much, and he did not become stupid.

This is a good thing, and it also makes Fang Yuhao feel a little relieved.

"It seems that a small amount of stealing beliefs will not happen, after all, it is just a small part of the huge memory."

"I hope he can get rid of the bad habit of beating a woman."

After saying goodbye to Wang Dahai, he walked down the apartment building and made a box of business cards in a nearby printing shop.

"Fang Yuhao: National Senior Psychological Counselor.

QQ:642,704,***

Phone: 0000,100,86”

Later, I also fabricated several mysterious titles, such as professors from XX University, deputy director of XX Society, etc.

Seeing this fancy business card, he was simply embarrassed and felt like a liar in the world.

Afterwards, he stopped another taxi.

"Where do you go?" asked the taxi master.

"Hangcheng No. 8 Hospital."

The master quickly opened the meter and started the car.

"That hospital...the rest is not very good. The psychology department is very good, but it is too expensive."

"My friend's stock plummeted a few days ago and was in a bad mood. After taking sleeping pills for a few days, it cost several hundred yuan."

The middle-aged taxi master was quite talkative and talked nonsense following Fang Yuhao's topic.

However, no matter how talkative he is, he is actually very cautious, and even the so-called "insomnia friend" is probably fabricated.

After talking for half an hour, Fang Yuhao failed to successfully activate his "spiritual communication" ability.

"The functions are limited, which is far from real mind reading. He feels that his use of this ability is still a bit awkward."

Half an hour later, Hangzhou No. 8 Hospital arrived.

The fast-paced urban life, coupled with many difficult-to-solve life problems, such as high housing prices, blind dates, marriage, having children, and plunge in cancer stocks, have brought heavy life pressure to people.

If you are too stressed, it is easy to cause mental illness.

An "authoritative expert" of a mental illness chain hospital wrote in the "Cancer Stock Prospectus": The proportion of the population suffering from mental illness in my country is 13%, that is, 1 out of every 8 people suffers from mental illness... Regardless of the authenticity, maybe the expert who wrote this story is also a mental illness.

Fang Yuhao did see a lot of patients in the hospital.

The moment I walked into the door, a depressing cold atmosphere came towards me.

Gloomy, cold.

The hospital seems to be an alternative world composed of many "unpleasant" things.

This feeling was the first time innate that every cell in the body felt uncomfortable.

"What's going on? There will be no ghosts in this place, right?" Fang Yuhao stopped.

His materialistic worldview is a bit broken and he is instinctively worried about this issue.

Even a person's "thinking" and "thinking" can be captured. It is really hard to say whether there are "ghosts" in this world.

Others, including doctors and patients, were walking normally inside without any discomfort.

But for Fang Yuhao, who has the ability of "spiritual communication", he instinctively doubted. He felt that the group of people were walking in a strange fog, full of wet feeling.

"What are you afraid of, so many people."

There is no way. Since he has come, he can only walk in with his teeth. Otherwise, his plan will be ruined.

He walked around the security guard's perspective and went to a remote place...

"Ms., how do you think the psychology department of this hospital is effective?" Fang Yuhao stopped a middle-aged woman who looked sad at a corner.

"Are you?" She looked about forty and frowned.

"Oh, I am a psychological counselor, national level..." Fang Yuhao gritted his teeth, introduced himself, and handed over his business card: "If you need it, you can call me to make an appointment. Our treatment method does not require medication, which is different from a large hospital."

Fortunately, he used to play a guest role in a drama actor in college. This performance made him feel like he could score 80 points.

“Can insomnia be treated?”

"sure."

"Thank you, I will contact you if you need it..."

The human is indeed an animal of the appearance association. The middle-aged lady was a little impatient at first. But when she saw Fang Yuhao being very polite, dressed properly and looked pretty, she did not refuse immediately, but chatted casually.

Finally, she took the business card and left in a hurry.

"It's not that easy. Without any fame, just posting business cards like this, everyone will be wary of it... Everyone believes in a big hospital, which is normal." Fang Yuhao sorted out his clothes, glanced at the corner of his eyes, and no one noticed him.

He was not discouraged and started looking for the next target...

In fact, this kind of work is like handing out a flyer. At the beginning, I feel a little embarrassed, but it doesn’t matter if I throw it away. This is how life is, either resist or enjoy it. It is impossible to reach the sky in one step. If he doesn’t work hard and fight for it, what can he do even if he gets the system?

Soon, he discovered that the probability of women accepting business cards is much greater than that of men. Especially some older men are particularly difficult to discuss. They ask questions for a long time, but they refuse to even take the business cards, or throw them directly into the trash can. This is really enough.
Chapter completed!