Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1712: Chapter 1712: I Don’t Think This Is an Illness

“So excluding the first possibility, you likely have a psychological issue. In fact, psychological problems can be big or small. Sometimes, they can be cured in an instant, of course, the precondition is that you cooperate with the treatment. Mrs. Qi, from today onwards, I will be your attending physician, and I hope we have a pleasant cooperation.”

The female psychologist, Emma, reached out a hand to her, with a sweet and friendly smile on her face.

Mo Lan was sitting on the sofa, and the psychologist, Emma, was sitting opposite her.

She glanced at her blandly and did not extend her own hand: “I’m not sick, I don’t need treatment.”

Emma smiled slightly and withdrew her hand: “Many patients say they are not sick, this is a psychological problem of being afraid to face the illness. Mrs. Qi, you need to be more honest to cure your illness faster.”

“I know I am indifferent, I’m very clear about it, but I don’t think it’s a disease.”

“Why? This will affect your marital relationship with Mr. Qi, in the long run, it will inevitably ruin your marriage. Don’t you think this is a very serious matter?”

Mo Lan faintly curled her lips: “That’s for the best. I don’t need treatment, you can go, I really like it as it is now.”

Emma: “…”

“Please tell Qi Ruigang not to find any more psychologists for me, I won’t cooperate with treatment, I’m very satisfied with myself right now.”

Emma didn’t understand.

What kind of mindset produces such a twisted idea?

“Alright, let’s not worry about how your marital relationship with Mr. Qi will turn out. The body is your own, don’t you want to have a physically and mentally healthy body?”

“I said I’m fine.”

“But there’s a problem with your mentality.”

“I don’t think it’s a problem.”

“Mrs. Qi, tell me honestly, do you want to be cured?”

Mo Lan said without hesitation: “No!”

Emma: “…”

If the patient doesn’t cooperate, this illness cannot be treated.

Qi Ruigang was sitting in the living room downstairs, waiting.

Emma had gone up for less than ten minutes before coming down.

Seeing her come down so quickly, Qi Ruigang frowned.

“Mr. Qi, I’m very sorry. I didn’t persuade your wife to cooperate with the treatment today. She is very resistant to treatment and extremely repulsed.” Emma stood in front of him, apologetically.

This was within Qi Ruigang’s expectations, “No matter. But from now on, talk to her three times a day until she cooperates.”

“Alright.”

Qi Ruigang stood up and walked upstairs.

Mo Lan was sitting on the balcony of the bedroom, holding a book and reading.

When she heard the door opening, she didn’t react at all.

“Why don’t you cooperate with the treatment?” The tall man stood in front of her and asked coldly.

Mo Lan closed the book, slightly raised her head, and met his deep gaze.

“Why should I cooperate with the treatment?”

“Because you’re sick!”

“I’m not sick!”

Qi Ruigang frowned: “You are completely indifferent, how can you think you’re not sick?”

“I don’t think it’s a disease. On the contrary, I’m happy I feel nothing. If I felt, I would be in pain.”

Qi Ruigang suddenly clenched his fist!

He understood her thoughts, and he knew she was very resistant to him, but he didn’t expect her resistance to reach this level.

“Do you think if you don’t get treated, I’ll never touch you?!” He spoke in a sinister tone, “Curing you is for your own good, it doesn’t affect me at all!”

Mo Lan’s face instantly turned icy: “If you really want what’s good for me, then divorce me and never harass me again!”