...The newspaper of the day that had just been ironed was placed in the silver tray that had been served for breakfast, and Yu Ying reached out to take it.

A title of "Small Clinic Attracts Big People" attracted his attention: the Prime Minister of Country J may come to Country D for two days for mental health checks, or go to Mark Thiran's psychological counseling room for medical treatment.

"Is Johnny, is Mark Thiran a very famous psychological counseling room? I have never heard of it."

A British man wearing a snow-white shirt and a black bow tie stood straight beside Yu Ying and said with a little humility: "Oh! It is a small psychological assistance rehabilitation clinic, located in a castle surrounded by a quiet forest under the Alps. Although there are only two psychiatrists and three nursing staff, this does not prevent its reputation. Its customers include Hollywood stars, sports brands and world-renowned politicians. A few years ago, the Mirror reported that it was the President of Country A who had made an appointment with Mark Thiran, but due to early media leaks or other reasons, Country A did not come in the end, but this clinic attracted global media attention..."

"Psychological Clinic? Mark Tilland? What kind of psychological illness treatment is he good at? Is it delusion or mania? Otherwise, why did the Prime Minister of J look for him?"

"The newspaper says that Mark Tilland has two doctoral degrees from Hannover Medical College and Humboldt University School of Medicine. She has a unique approach to treating amnesia. She also pioneered 'memory therapy', which is favored by many people with mental injuries."

Yu Ying said "um" and put his hand on his chin as if thinking about something. Then he said, "You go and prepare two bottles of 1793 and 1794 wines. At this dinner, you have to describe the nuances between them in front of the guests..." He looked at Johnny, shaking the glass containing milk with a smile, until a deep whirlpool appeared in the glass, and he said, "I still need some handbags, and you can buy them later. In addition, make an appointment with Mark Tilland for me, hurry..."

Outside a luxury jewelry store...

Yu Ying lit a cigarette and pushed the door open and entered.

The clerk smiled and pointed at the cigarette in Yu Ying's hand, "Sir, I really like to smell the burning tobacco, but I'm afraid that others may not like it!"

Yu Ying smiled and shook her head, turned around and said, "Johnny! Tell him!"

Johnny flashed out from behind Yu Ying, and he negotiated with the clerk very gentlely, saying, "If you allow him to smoke here, you will get a huge profit."

The clerk nodded and smiled, "What he sucked must be a special tobacco, which smelled very fragrant. I think everyone who smelled it will be deeply fascinated by this smell."

Yu Ying laughed a few times, "Johnny! Tell him again, if the owner of this store doesn't mind following me with an ashtray, he will get a bigger surprise!"

Johnny couldn't help but twitch his nose and translated Yu Ying's words to the clerk...

Johnny has long been used to Yu Ying's style. For example, Yu Ying would tell him early in the morning that he would eat dog meat for dinner. Although Westerners always think that all Chinese people eat cats or dogs, early this morning, where could he get a dog for Yu Ying and stew it according to the Chinese method? Although Yu Ying has taught him how to make dog meat more than once, how long to soak in cold water, then add various seasonings and boil, etc., Johnny still feels very embarrassed...

The owner must listen to his words, otherwise he will lose the job of a well-paid housekeeper. Johnny knew that behind him, there were countless fake French or Italian housekeepers waiting to replace him. These people must have a way to find a purebred French wolfdog in the morning and stew it according to the Chinese method and send it to Yu Ying, a rich Chinese tycoon.

In this era full of the fragrance of paper money, money represents slavery. Unless you are so strong that you regard money as dirt! Johnny believes that no one can refuse money and dirt, so he must do it! The only thing that makes Johnny feel so comforted is that no owner of a luxury store has ever rejected such a proposal...

On the banks of the Rhine, in a castle with sharp arches deep in the dense forests of the Alps...

Mark Thiran put down the phone without saying a word, and was completely sleepy! He opened the window with a gloomy face and looked into the distance... The early morning of the Alps always seemed so cold. The high and low, erratic, mottled castle on the mountain, facing the first ray of light of the morning light, revealing a slight tranquil anxiety.

...The agreed time has arrived, and a car parked silently at the entrance of the castle. Johnny on the secondary seat got out of the car quickly and opened the door on the side of the cab. "It's here. I contacted Dr. Thiran by phone early in the morning. He is ready to treat you..."

Through the car window, Yu Ying looked at the castle... The castle seemed to be desolate for a long time, with countless cracks on the walls, and covered with ivy. The two rock houses that looked cold were sandwiched with a tall tower. The doors of the rock house and the guardrails on the windows were rusted and looked a little tattered... "Johnny, do you think my outfit is pretty decent today? When I thought of seeing Dr. Tilan, why did I suddenly feel a little nervous for no reason? Otherwise, you can make another appointment for me!" Yu Ying said.

Johnny smiled and looked at Yu Ying, who seemed to drive away at any time, and felt that his patience had reached its peak. He smiled and refused, "Your proposal made me very embarrassed. Dr. Mark Tilland has only one. He is neither a brand-name bag nor a brand-name clothes. As long as he has money in his pocket, he will not buy it today, and he can buy it tomorrow! The 'Mark Tilland Psychological Counseling Room' does not have a semicolon around the world. If you don't enter this room, you can enter that room..."

"Why do I have to see a psychologist?" Yu Ying asked with a smile.

"I just made an appointment as you arranged, and it's always bad to lose an appointment."

Yu Ying nodded and threw the car keys to Johnny.

Johnny took it angrily, the power of money was enough to make a standard British housekeeper condescend to do the parking work.

...Mark Tilland looked at the strong man in front of him who had arrived on time on time on time, and knew that his name was Yu Ying, who came from China... He greeted Yu Ying like an old friend he had not met for a long time, and according to the Chinese habits he understood, he asked the nurse to make a cup of tea and put it in front of Yu Ying.

Mark Tilland knew very well that the first thing a competent psychologist should do is to let the client who enters the door relax and then establish a doctor-patient relationship that trusts each other. He easily asked him some family questions, such as where your hometown is in China and how the weather is there... During this period, he was not idle. He skillfully and skillfully measured Yu Ying's blood pressure and heartbeat during the chat, and wrote the results on a sticky note. He explained: A routine examination such as blood pressure measurement will be performed once at the end of their first meeting. Comparison of the results will be helpful to determine whether the patient has emotional excitement in his self-described condition and other factors that cause psychological fluctuations. Because when people have severe psychological fluctuations, it will affect blood pressure, mercury and heart rate.

Judging from the appearance and condition, Yu Ying is a healthy person with good physical condition. His blood pressure is normal and his heartbeat is comparable to that of athletes who persist in exercise all year round. Among the clients of mental illness, such exceptions are rare, but they are definitely not rare. Most patients with mental illness are accompanied by symptoms such as anxiety and insomnia. After these symptoms have been in effect for a long time, their health will be affected. However, some mental illnesses have nothing to do with physical fitness, just like the seemingly healthy man in front of you...

Mark Tilland made a relaxed state and said a regular word that would help stabilize the mood of the client. "Your complexion and physical condition look good, and your mental condition looks very good. I almost think I have nothing to help you!"

Yu Ying nodded. He stared at Mark Tilland impolitely for a while before saying, "I came here to admire the name of 'memory therapy'. I want to recall some old things that I can't remember through your recovery methods!" When he said this, his expression was calm and calm, but his eyes showed a glimmer that was unpredictable.

For such a straightforward answer, Mark Tilland knew that the other party's purpose was very clear.

One of the important services provided by the "Mark Thiran Psychological Counseling Room" is to help patients with memory loss or blurred memory remember things from the past... So he said frankly, "Whether I can help you recall the memory you need depends entirely on whether you can convey your instincts that come to your mind. You cannot hide it because it is very important to you, or has nothing to do with this memory. You must be a kind of unbiased fairness towards all your thoughts."

Yu Ying smiled slightly, "I can guarantee to tell you everything I can recall fairly, but how do you assure me that you believe what I said is true."

"I am a doctor, and I only believe in conclusions drawn from scientific verification, so I can't make such a guarantee to you." Mark Tilland smiled slightly, "...Now you are lying on this bed, closing your eyes, and telling me how you feel during this period."

It was a temperature-controlled bed equipped with a pelvic support design, and can be adjusted accordingly according to the shape of the human skeleton. After Yu Ying lay down, Mark Tilland personally adjusted the angle of the bed for Yu Ying. His movements were careful and slow. It was not until Yu Ying recognized the comfort level that he sat down on a chair next to the bed.
Chapter completed!