Chapter 1076
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"There's one more thing." Qin Mo glanced over.
The psychiatrist adjusted his white coat and said righteously, "Boss, do I look like someone who specializes in dealing with teenage psychological problems?"
"This time, it's me," Qin Mo replied calmly.
The psychiatrist lifted his eyes, his interest piqued. "What?"
"I don't know why images keep appearing in my head recently." Qin Mo looked at him, his tone slow. "Could it be because I like someone too much, causing me to think of the person when they were young?"
The psychiatrist's hand that was holding the pen paused but he didn't show it. He flipped open the notebook, writing as he said, "From a psychological perspective, if you like someone too much, you would indeed think of the person in all sorts of situations. There might even be things that you haven't done, but you would feel as though you have experienced them. Boss, you study psychology too, you should be clear about this."
In reality, it wasn't just the person he liked, many people would have the same feeling as though they had thought of it before.
Qin Mo retracted his gaze and pulled the car door to the left. With a swoosh, the car door opened.
Just as the psychiatrist was about to ask more questions, Qin Mo had already alighted.
The psychiatrist was helpless. He glanced at the incomplete form in front of him. It really wasn't suitable to hand it over to the higher-ups.
But … if it was really like what Boss had said, would it mean that Boss would regain his lost memories?
But regardless of whether it was the General or Madam, they didn't want that memory to reappear.
After all, no one would be able to forget that scene.
Boss, who was covered in wounds, seemed to have lost his soul.
It wasn't until he recovered from his illness and had a fever for three whole days that he lost some of his memories, that he returned to his current state.
Selective amnesia.
He must have suffered greatly for this to happen.
Before they found out why Boss would feel pain, they wouldn't allow certain memories to trigger Young Master. After all, no one could guarantee what would happen.
Since it was so painful …
Then they wouldn't do it.
This was the decision they had made at that time.
After all, if Boss had had a complete memory, he would have been accused of being hypnotized by a terrorist organization and would have faced a more serious interrogation.
No one would have expected Boss to have selective amnesia.
Just like when he was on a mission at the border, what exactly happened to him was still a mystery.
The psychiatrist rubbed his temples. This was a huge matter and he had to report it to General Qin. This meant that he had to let Boss bring people to complete the mission.
As the night passed, it began to rain outside the courtyard.
Qin Mo strolled around, looking elegant and refined. Soon, someone walked over, raising a black umbrella.
"In the future, ask them to wait for Young Master Jiu to fall asleep," Qin Mo replied indifferently.
That person nodded and didn't say much. The young master's trip was basically filled with chills. He didn't know what had happened.
Qin Mo didn't say anything else.
From the conversation just now.
The only thing Qin Mo was sure of was that the doctor was lying, and he was lying about his situation …
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