novelraw Chapter 59: You Can Still Laugh?
Chapter 59: You Can Still Laugh?
Hypnosis isn’t like what they show on TV, where you wave a pocket watch in front of someone and they obey the hypnotist, even giving away their bank account password. That’s pure nonsense; it’s not that magical.
Hypnosis is a process that guides a person into a state of consciousness. This technique can both heal and harm. In a past life, Qian used her identity as a doctor to target Ni Jianren in prison, ultimately causing the scumbag’s downfall.
The first step is to relax the whole body and concentrate the consciousness. The tone and speed of speech are crucial. In her past life, Qian experimented many times before finding the right speech speed to help Zheng Xu focus, as he was not the type who was easily hypnotized.
"...Feel your calves relax; you can’t even feel your legs’ existence... You can only hear my voice now. You’re at the seaside; seagulls are flying in the sky; it’s very relaxing and comfortable..."
Zheng Xu initially found it hard to concentrate, but as he followed Qian’s instructions, he unconsciously slipped into a semi-hypnotic state, his entire body relaxing.
As a professional psychologist, each practitioner has different areas of expertise. Qian is one of the few in the country proficient in several treatment methods. It’s just a pity that no matter how many methods there are, they can’t save her.
Zheng Xu had been suffering from insomnia for a long time.
When he slowly woke from his sleep and saw Chen Xiaoqian still standing beside him, his first reaction was to look at the clock on the wall. Had an hour already passed?
He felt very relaxed. This comfort couldn’t be achieved with sleeping pills; his body felt energized, and his mind was sharp.
"How on earth did you do it?" He found it unbelievable.
"It’s my profession. Today, I was supposed to help you with desensitization training, but seeing the heavy dark circles under your eyes, I switched to a relaxation hypnosis. We’ll do the desensitization next time."
"Stay, I’ll pay anything you want." Zheng Xu’s words had shifted from his original intent.
At first, he found her interesting and wanted to keep her around, but after Qian successfully hypnotized him, he developed an admiration for her talent. Let’s not mention anything else; being able to relax and sleep and wake up so refreshed was worth any price to him.
"I have my own matters to attend to and can’t stay here long-term. Besides, the treatment plan I’ve given you is perfect; adding more training won’t benefit you."
"I can give you whatever you want, taking care of me pays more than taking care of many people together. Why not stay and make things easier for yourself?"
"Zheng Xu, if a woman gave you a billion dollars and told you to spend it however you want, but your life would revolve solely around her, would you agree?"
Zheng Xu had never expected her to respond this way, and he was momentarily speechless.
Qian understood him because, like her, Zheng Xu fundamentally aspired for self-challenge and wouldn’t be satisfied bound by anything. To people like them, a career was not just a tool for making money but a means of self-fulfillment.
"I find myself wanting you more and more," Zheng Xu looked at Qian seriously.
"Article three of the agreement," Qian reminded.
No matter what grand idea Zheng Xu had, he had to hold back. This woman had completely earned his respect with her professional prowess.
"I, Zheng Xu, rarely praise women from a perspective other than that of another man, but if I were to acknowledge a woman’s existence, it would definitely include you, Chen Xiaoqian."
Qian achieved equal admiration based purely on her professionalism, without relying on feminine allure to subdue men.
"So, Mr. Zheng, are you willing to pay a price for your compliment?"
"What is it?"
"Help me investigate someone, including their current whereabouts, activities, debts, and social relations."
"Who?" For Zheng Xu, this was a small matter.
"Chen Lin, ID number 23062419###"
The lousy father was definitely still in Q City. Qian’s treatment for her mother was almost complete, and finding the lousy father would wrap things up.
"What’s his relation to you?"
"Enemy. According to our agreement, helping me is part of your payment. In three days, I want to see all his traces. Can you do it?"
"Can’t—too long. One day is enough. Don’t underestimate my skills. Need my men to break his limbs?"
"I despise straightforward violence; only those without the capability to ruin the other decently would use violence to expose their intelligence. You just need to investigate him for me; I’ll handle the rest."
Back home, Jia Xiufang hadn’t returned yet. Qian tidied the room, washed her hands, and noticed the withering carnations in the vase. Yu Minglang still hadn’t made contact.
The handwash he gave was almost used up; Qian washed her hands too frequently. She placed the handwash she took from Zheng Xu in its place. Despite being the same brand and scent, why did it feel different when used?
Qian picked up the phone and dialed Yu Minglang’s number again. The response was still the same: powered off.
Regarding this matter of finding Chen Lin, Qian had considered using Yu Minglang’s resources.
But she chose Zheng Xu because, in terms of values, Zheng Xu was more aligned with her, willing to do whatever it took to achieve the goal.
Yu Minglang was too righteous; Qian was not confident he would agree with her approach, nor did she want to reveal her dark side to him.
Besides, she couldn’t find Yu Minglang at the moment. Finding the lousy father and getting a divorce was urgent and couldn’t be delayed.
Come evening, the phone at home rang. It was Chen Zilong who answered; hearing it was a man looking for his sister, he loudly asked Qian to come down and nervously enquired.
"Is it that rich guy who was looking for you last time?"
"Get lost!" Qian kicked her brother away, though there was a hint of anticipation when she answered the phone.
Was it Yu Minglang? Had he returned safely?
"Sister Qian, I’m Xu’s subordinate, I’m downstairs at your place, can you come down?"
Zheng Xu always handled affairs reliably and followed through with his promises. Qian changed clothes, went downstairs, and looked at the ostentatious champagne-colored Mercedes, curling her lips in disdain.
So flashy, Zheng Xu was still as gaudy and showy as in the previous life.
Qian had thought Zheng Xu just sent his underlings to deliver the information, but she didn’t expect he came in person.
Qian opened the car door and got in. Zheng Xu handed her a paper bag; Qian opened it and smiled.
Not only was there detailed information on Chen Lin, but there were also photos.
"How did you take these?" Capturing her lousy father passionately kissing Qu Xue?
"You can still laugh? Isn’t he your bio dad?" Zheng Xu, upon finding Chen Lin, naturally also dug a bit into Qian.