The waiter screamed and fell down, and the master was also staggered.

Fortunately, Mrs. Zhao Xiuxiu was very strong and grabbed the master's arm, preventing them from falling together.

But after this pass, the bamboo hat on the master's head became crooked.

Zhou Xiaomeng couldn't believe it when she saw that the master had a stunning face under his bamboo hat. Unfortunately, the beauty was ruined by a scar across his face.

Although gauze was applied, a trace of fresh blood could still be seen.

It can be seen that it is a new injury.

The master also realized his embarrassment, quickly put the bamboo hat in order, and sensitively cast a cold warning look at Zhou Xiaomeng.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaomeng turned away first and pretended not to see anything to cover it up.

She seemed to be able to hear the master let out a long breath.

But it was immediately interrupted by the waiter's piercing scream.

"You stinking beggar, you dare to touch my feet, someone come here and beat her hard."

The waiter struggled to get up and went to check on her master. He was okay, so she pointed her finger at Zhou Xiaomeng and attacked her.

As soon as these words came out, Aunt Zhao Xiuxiu and Aunt Zhao were obviously startled.

The master also stopped for a moment, unable to believe that what just happened was not an accident but man-made.

When the boy heard the sound, he came over and was about to surround Zhou Xiaomeng and take action.

Aunt Zhao quickly gave Aunt Zhao Xiuxiu a wink. Although Aunt Zhao Xiuxiu was embarrassed, she still spoke reluctantly.

"Is this a misunderstanding? This is my relative and is here to see me?"

"You mean I slandered her? Zhao Xiuxiu, don't forget whose job you are serving?

Don't think I don't know. You took a lot of things back this time. Even if the master doesn't want them, but you took them back and kept them for yourself without saying hello, I can definitely go to the Yamen and accuse you of theft."

The waiter did not save any face for Aunt Zhao Xiuxiu, and urged the waiters to take action.

If the boys didn't dare to disobey, they would take action against Zhou Xiaomeng.

Aunt Zhao's anxious forehead was dripping with sweat.

Zhou Xiaomeng sneered, glanced at the waiter contemptuously, and then looked at the master.

"When did it happen that a dog started barking in this high-class household? By the way, it was a vicious dog suffering from tuberculosis."

As he said that, he took out the handkerchief from his arms and wiped off the disgusting stuff on his skirt.

What a pity this veil is.

He casually threw it in front of the waiter.

The waiter looked very bad and was about to have a seizure.

But he was interrupted by his master.

"That's enough, we have to get on our way as soon as possible."

Even though he was reluctant, he had to swallow this breath. While supporting his master and continuing to walk forward, the waiter gave Zhou Xiaomeng a fierce look with his nostrils pointed upward.

It's like a warning: You'd better not fall into my hands again, otherwise, I will never show mercy to you again.

Zhou Xiaomeng curled her lips and smiled contemptuously, then shrugged in response.

The anger just now made her a little sluggish, and it was only when people were about to cross the threshold that she remembered the purpose of her trip.

I was anxious for a while, but time and opportunity wait for no one.

Almost without thinking, he shouted at the young lady's back: "Do you often feel inexplicably sad? Do you feel like crying? Do you lose interest in things and things you used to like? Sometimes you have enough life and commit suicide."

thoughts?

Sometimes I suddenly become interested in some things for no reason, and I feel that my ideas are great, and I want to put them into practice quickly, but I am always crushed by reality?"

…

After a while, Zhou Xiaomeng was able to sit in the living room of the Zhao Mansion. Looking around, she had to sigh that the Zhao Mansion was really not an ordinary rich man.

Just this huanghuali chair under my butt is worth a lot of money.

Not to mention the rosewood screen in front of me.

The waiter brought the tea and handed it to her. She opened the tea lid and was about to drink it, but suddenly paused. An unnatural smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she placed the tea on the small table beside her.

The waiter on the other side of the screen saw this scene through the gap in the screen and shook the handkerchief fiercely.

Then he said politely, "May I ask if you are a doctor?"

"Not really."

"If it's not the case, then why are you so arrogant?"

As he spoke, he gently leaned down and muttered to the young lady beside him, "Now no one dares to come to the house and act recklessly. This person probably heard about the young lady's search for famous doctors and came here to deceive me.

He said, let’s beat him out with a big stick.”

"Although I am not a doctor, I once had the good fortune to get to know an unknown doctor and read a medical book written by her on mental illness. If not, how could I accurately describe Miss Zhong's condition?"

Zhou Xiaomeng was really dissatisfied with the sarcastic waiter who was always acting like a fool, so she quickly said something to stop it.

"Mental illness? Do you mean to say that our young lady is mentally ill? You are so courageous. Come here, beat her out, beat her hard, and make her talk nonsense to me."

The waiter seemed to have finally caught Zhou Xiaomeng's mistake. He grabbed Zhou Xiaomeng's pigtails fiercely and was about to make a big fuss.

"If you want to blame me, do you have to wait for me to finish what I said?" Zhou Xiaomeng scolded angrily, then walked forward and looked at the young lady on the other side of the screen.

"Miss, if the symptoms I mentioned before were inaccurate, would Miss not let me enter the house?

Mental illness and mental illness are not the same thing, and I have never said that Miss is mentally ill. As for some people deliberately distorting my meaning, do they have ulterior motives, or do they believe that Miss is that kind of person, then I will not

knew."

"You, you, you have such a sharp mouth. The lady and I grew up together. The lady treats me like a sister, and I treat the lady too..."

"For a lady to treat you like a sister is to be affectionate. For you to treat a lady to be like a sister is to go overboard. You can't position yourself correctly and have bad intentions. Don't think that other people are as dirty and dirty as you."

When it comes to bickering, Zhou Xiaomeng has never been afraid of anyone.

I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will punish them.

"You, you, you, good you..."

"Since you can't say anything, just shut up." Zhou Xiaomeng sneered and scolded her sternly.

The waiter was so angry that he continued to have fits, but was stopped by the young lady beside him.

"You just said that mental illness is not the same as mental illness. Please explain it to me in detail. If what you said is wrong, don't blame me and I will kick you out anyway."

The waiter got what the lady wanted and leaned down. After the lady leaned over and whispered something, the waiter straightened up again and relayed it to Zhou Xiaomeng.

Zhou Xiaomeng doesn't like this kind of thing very much. If you want to speak, just say it directly and don't have to let others repeat it. If you don't open your mouth, will it appear that your worth is different?

But now that she had something to ask for, she couldn't care about these details and had to show humility and respect.

She is not a doctor, let alone one who specializes in mental illness, but she can still tell some things.

In ancient times when there was still no unified understanding of mental illness and psychological problems, it was enough.

While she was talking, she had been quietly observing the young lady across from her. The young lady was holding the teacup but not drinking. She just lifted the lid and took a sip from time to time.

And she specifically mentioned knowledge points related to the young lady's condition, and the young lady's reaction was thought-provoking.

Zhou Xiaomeng concluded that her guess was correct. This young lady suffered from severe depression and mild mania.

The reason may be that the business has been failing, or it may be pressure from the family.

Of course it could also be emotional.
Chapter completed!